The water in the pool is calm and crystal clear.
Red plums and yellow plums are competing to bloom. The blooming flower buds emit bursts of fragrance, reflecting each other on the calm water.
"Huh? Not here?" The anger in Zhuan Xu's eyes turned into confusion.
He reached out and touched the water in the pool. The water had turned cold. When he stirred it, strands of energy spread from his fingertips to his palms.
Zhuanxu did not delay here much.
He turned around and walked towards the main courtyard. His face was pale and his brows were gloomy.
As he strode forward, he put one hand behind his back and clasped it tightly, "Ajin, please don't let me down..."
As soon as Zhuanxu entered the main courtyard, he smelled a fresh aroma, which was fruity and cold and floral.
"Sister, the Imperial Master is back!" Chu Jian said while standing at the window.
Zhuanxu quickened his pace and entered the house with a sullen expression.
"Huh? Coming back so soon? I thought you were going away for a long time!" Wen Jin said.
Zhuan Xu's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at her deeply, "I miss you. I'll come back to see you."
Wen Jin was startled and looked away, not sure if it was because he was shy or awkward.
"I saw that some plum blossoms at the back of the study were blooming well, so I picked some and asked Chu Jian to dry them for me and make a flower and fruit tea with the fragrance of wintersweet." Wen Jin said slowly, "We wanted to try it How does it taste? If it's good, I'll cook it for you when you come back..."
"Isn't that just right?" Zhuanxu saw that her long hair was simply tied behind her back and was not completely dry. He boiled the tea and infused her body with the aroma of wintersweet.
Her expression was cold and cold, but everything she did carefully made his heart warm.
"Hiss..." Wen Jin's hand was burned by the purple clay pot.
Zhuan Xu immediately stepped forward, took her hand in his, put it in front of him, and blew gently.
Wen Jin looked at him sideways and whispered, "I see there is an empty garden behind the main courtyard. Waiting for next spring, I want to plant some fruits and herbs..."
"You don't have to do this, this is not Prince Huai's Mansion." Zhuan Xu stared at her and said.
"Hmm... don't you know? Even Qing Emperor said that I am in harmony with the aura of plants. The fruits I grow are particularly delicious, and the herbs I grow are very effective." Wen Jin's voice was soft and soft. Soft, yet firm.
Zhuan Xu stared at Wen Jin with deep eyes, as if he wanted to figure out what her intentions were when she said and did this.
Wen Jin smiled slightly and didn't ask him to guess more. She said the answer directly, "I grew up with my grandma. Grandma liked to grow vegetables. Later, I raised Yu'er by myself until she was six years old. I also made a living by myself, growing herbs and vegetables. vegetable……"
"Later, I moved into Renhe Palace. In the courtyard behind Renhe Palace, I also planted vegetables and fruit trees."
"I always feel that this is how I feel at home."
Zhuan Xu was slightly shaken... What did she say? She said, the feeling of home?
Zhuan Xu's expression remained unchanged, but his breathing rhythm changed. His breathing became tight and his heart beat slightly faster.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Wen Jin suddenly stared at his face.
Before Zhuan Xu could react, she took the pulse on his left wrist.
Zhuan Xu smiled slightly and said, "Don't say I'm not sick. Even if I am really sick, can you, a doctor, cure me?"
Wen Jin gave him a sideways glance and pulled him to sit down somewhere around.
"First meeting, hairpin."
When I first met and heard this, I immediately handed over a gold hairpin that seemed to have been specially polished and very sharp.
"It hurts a little, please bear with it." Wen Jin warned.
Zhuanxu thought it was funny, but it hurt? Does he seem to be afraid of pain?
hiss……
It really hurts when she does it!
Zhuan Xu lowered his head and watched Wen Jin focus on his palms, forearms, and shoulders and necks.
The two of them were so close that the cold fragrance of wintersweet on her body penetrated into his nose.
I don't know if it was because of the fragrance on her body or the way she used the acupuncture... Zhuan Xu felt a surge of heat rush out of his dantian and spread to his limbs and bones.
After the acupuncture points on her body were suddenly painful, she felt an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort.
Zhuan Xu looked at her... She was focused, serious, meticulous, quick and accurate, and not sloppy at all.
She treated herself so seriously that others only thought that he had magic and magical powers, and never cared about his body, as if he would never be tired and would always be invincible.
But only she, seeing his pale face, only she, without saying a word, tried to make him feel more relaxed and comfortable... Only she cared about his body.
As the feeling of warmth spread throughout his body, Zhuan Xu felt more warmth in his heart than anywhere else.
He looked at Wen Jin with warmth and deep guilt in his eyes.
"I'm sorry..." he whispered.
"Huh?" Wen Jin raised her eyes and looked at him, "You know it's inconvenient to use the hairpin, so you want to return my needle to me?"
She wasn't angry, but joked.
Zhuan Xu took a deep breath, feeling even more guilty.
"You can make flowers out of a hairpin, how can I pay you back with a silver needle?" Zhuanxu also joked.
Wen Jin smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"I'm serious..." Zhuan Xu saw her putting the hairpin aside, and he suddenly reached out and held her in his arms.
He whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I rushed back in such a hurry because... I doubted you. You were so concerned about me and healed me, but I..."
"Ajin, I was wrong."
Wen Jin's breath stagnated, and then he slowly exhaled...
Wen Jin withdrew from his arms and looked at him with a smile, "I won't know if you don't tell me, so why tell me?"
Zhuan Xu looked at her seriously, "Although you don't know, I can't deceive myself. I will blame myself and feel uncomfortable."
Wen Jin hummed, "In that case, I'll give you three cups of tea instead of wine."
As Wen Jin spoke, he brought up the brewed flower and fruit tea and poured a large cup for Zhuan Xu.
Zhuanxu blew on the tea and took a sip, "Well..."
Dried plum blossoms are soaked in water, and the tea still has a cold and faint aroma. It is slightly astringent in the mouth, but it is quickly covered by the sweet and fruity aroma.
The fruit tea is very sweet, with a taste that only Ah Jin can make.
As the tea enters the throat, the energy contained in the tea also warms the internal organs.
Zhuan Xu felt even more ashamed. He took a deep look at Wen Jin, but told Chu Jian to put the teapot and cup on a tray and send it to the study.
"Don't you drink here?" Wen Jin asked.
Zhuan Xu gently shook her hand and said, "You said that you also care about your reputation as a good friend, I will remember it."
Although he was reluctant to leave, he still got up and left.
"Are you still leaving?" Wen Jin seemed to ask casually.
Zhuan Xu shook his head, "If you don't leave, you will lose the battle."
"Huh?" Wen Jin was obviously stunned, as if he didn't believe it, and as if he had heard a cold joke.
Zhuan Xu smiled at her, "It doesn't matter if you fail once. When I find the person hiding in the dark and against me... I will make him die without a burial."
Wen Jin took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "I've punished you with three cups of fruit tea. You have to drink it all."
Zhuan Xu smiled and said, "I drank the whole pot. I can't take advantage of others with such good tea."
Zhuanxu left with the tea, and Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
Got confused again...
