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The scenery there was very elegant, the entire courtyard was filled with peach blossoms, but Lo Jinghong was a little flustered by the scene, "Young Master Ruo, look at these peach blossoms, you're looking at the courtyard. There's not a single person in Norda's courtyard.

"Peach Blossom Pavilion, looks like the master of this place really likes peach blossoms." Nalan Ruoshi only saw the sign on the door, Peach Blossom Pavilion, and such a refined name. Presumably, this Pavilion Master thought that the person before him was a refined person, just as Nalan Ruoshi was about to step in, he was stopped by Lo Jinghong.

"Young Master Ruo, did you forget that men are not welcome here?" Lo Jinghong took Nalan Ruoshi's silver notes and walked in with a smile. This time, she left Nalan Ruoshi in a messy state in the wind and when she stepped into the courtyard, the fragrance of peach blossoms assaulted her nostrils. Nalan Ruoshi didn't even have time to be careful before Lo Jinghong disappeared.

Lo Jinghong herself felt that something was amiss, following the peach blossoms that filled the sky, the road seemed to be especially long, and she could not see the end of the road. Lo Jinghong also suddenly realized that she had entered the Peach Blossom Pavilion's array.

Lo Jinghong was about to turn back, but suddenly, she saw a person in front of Lo Jinghong. That person's body was the color of peach blossoms, and had the aura of a peach flower.

"Feng Hua, Feng Hua, why are you here?" Regardless of who Lo Jinghong was, whether she was a smart person or if she met Ouyang Fenghua, he would not be able to be smart anymore. In fact, even her brain was not thinking whether this was an array or the real Ouyang Fenghua was here.

Honger, I want to bring you to the Snow Country, where the snow and glaze are extremely rare. However, if you marry the Crown Prince Nalan Ruoshi, we will never be able to return there. " The moment Lo Jinghong opened her mouth, Lo Jinghong began to cry.

Honestly speaking, she did not love to cry, but when facing Ouyang Fenghua, she did love him to the bones, and it was also when she met Ouyang Fenghua that she cried the most. She looked at Ouyang Fenghua who was right in front of her, smiling.

"Feng Hua, Feng Hua." Lo Jinghong stretched out her right hand, wanting to touch Ouyang Fenghua, but unexpectedly, Ouyang Fenghua was getting further and further away from him. Lo Jinghong kept on following him, and as they walked, they no longer knew where she was.

They danced amidst the peach blossoms. Ouyang Fenghua hugged Lo Jinghong and for the first time, he felt that, right now, Ouyang Fenghua was hugging him, but the two of them were very far away from each other.

"Honger, why are you frowning? Aren't you happy to be by my side? " It was not that Lo Jinghong was unhappy, but, she felt that Ouyang Fenghua was different from before. All of a sudden, Ouyang Fenghua let go of his unhappiness, but now that he was smiling at her, Lo Jinghong felt that it was unreal.

Ouyang Fenghua suddenly grabbed Lo Jinghong's cheeks. In this season of peach blossoms, that kiss caused Lo Jinghong to be stunned, she did not even know where to place her hands, and tremblingly hugged Ouyang Fenghua. This was clearly what she wanted, but now it felt so strange.

"Do you still think that's not true? "Stay here and we'll go to the snow-capped mountain when we have time, okay?" "Feng Hua, even if it's just a dream now, I am already satisfied. In the world, flowers naturally rain down, how many people is my concubine among all flowers?"

Although Lo Jinghong was captivated by the sudden appearance of Ouyang Fenghua, in the end, Lo Jinghong woke up, "Goodbye, Ouyang Fenghua."

After Lo Jinghong finished speaking, she pulled out his hairpin and stabbed it fiercely into Ouyang Fenghua's chest. Tears streamed down her face, she had destroyed her own beautiful dream with her own hands, following Ouyang Fenghua's gradual disappearance, Lo Jinghong walked out of the Peach Blossom Forest.

"Not bad, not bad, as expected of the Heavenly Girl s selected by the's children. Their minds are extremely firm, and in this world, there are very few people who can walk out of my Peach Blossom Dream, yet you can walk out of this Peach Blossom Dream, not bad."

Lo Jinghong had been squatting on the ground the whole time, and when the hairpin touched her chest, although it was only a dream made of peach blossoms, it had still hurt Lo Jinghong quite badly. had even crouched on the ground, not daring to look at the peach blossoms again, as if Ouyang Fenghua's figure was faintly within the peach blossoms.

"Who are you? The master of this Peach Blossom Pavilion? " Lo Jinghong slowly stood up. In the face of this man's praise, she did not feel that it was worth it for her to be happy. On the other hand, this man in front of her was like a peach flower, giving off a sense of independence.

"Peach Blossom Dream Lord, Withered Leaf." Peach Blossom Dream Lord was a famous figure in the martial arts world. She could make people fall into their dreams, some of them were beautiful dreams and some of them were nightmares. Lo Jinghong didn't know these, but a beautiful dream was about to happen.

"So you're a Peach Blossom Dream Lord of the Peach Blossom Pavilion. I didn't think that the Peach Blossom Dream Lord would also become her disciple." Lo Jinghong didn't want to stay any longer in this place, so she took out some silver from her bosom and placed it in front of Peach Blossom Dream Master Ku Ye.

Although Miss Luo has broken my Peach Blossom Dream Formation, but what Miss Luo wants to ask, I do not have an answer. Miss Luo has only heard about Peach Blossom Pavilion spending money to do business, not men's business, and only women's business, but Miss Luo does not seem to have inquired about it. My Peach Blossom Pavilion is not for official business, Miss Luo, take the person at the door and leave.

Lo Jinghong looked at this so called Peach Blossom Dream Master Ku Ye, whether it was because she did not do business or because officials did not do business, but when Lo Jinghong walked to the front of this Peach Blossom Dream Lord, he smiled and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on her body cleared Lo Jinghong's mind by a lot.

"Hehe, Peach Blossom Dream Lord of the Peach Blossom Pavilion? Peach Blossom Dream Lord, do you think that by hiding in your dreams, shuttling through other people's beautiful dreams or nightmares, you will be able to establish your own kingdom? "

smiled again. Just now, she had indeed fallen into her own dream, and in that dream, she had Ouyang Fenghua. To Lo Jinghong, whether it was a nightmare or a beautiful dream, neither of them believed that there was someone who could control their own dream.