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"The Plum Blossom has really bloomed!" Zhao Duo looked up at the plum blossoms on top of the tree, his eyes sparkling. "The ones below will open soon, right?"

Zhao Xu looked at the tree full of flower buds and asked, "Did Seventh Uncle take care of all this himself?"

Ran Hao said, "Young master often prune the branches when he has nothing to do, I will occasionally take care of it with young master."

Zhao Xu said, "Seventh Uncle loves to take care of flowers and trees. Plum blossoms bloom better than the palace."

Zhao Rui pouted. "All the trees in the palace are bald. They'll hang on the trees for a few days after it snows, and then there's nothing left. Elder Brother Mo is not coming to the grass garden now, and the trees there are all bald. "

Within the white snow, the red and white plum blossoms were ready to bloom. The plum blossoms on top of the tree were already quietly blooming.

Raising his head and looking at Ran Hao for quite a while, Zhao Duo suddenly asked, "That, can you break a branch for me?"

Ran Hao looked in the direction she was pointing and saw bright red plum petals filled with snow. He nodded and said, "Princess, please wait." He jumped up and tapped on the branch twice with his toe. He flew to the top of the tree and cut off the branch with a flash of white light from his sleeve. His left hand followed the motion and turned over.

Zhao Duo stretched out his hands to catch the plum blossom, then accidentally touched Ran Hao's hands. He let out a "Ya" sound and quickly retracted his hands.

Ran Hao was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt down: "Please atone for your sins, Princess."

Only now did Zhao Duo realize that his actions had caused him to misunderstand and felt somewhat guilty. "Big Brother Ran, I didn't do it on purpose, it's just that your fingers are too cold, I was a bit scared. Get up, give me the flowers. "

Ran Hao stood up and handed the plum blossoms over with both hands.

Zhao Zhuang received it, smiling happily with narrowed eyes, "Thank you, big brother Ran. What a beautiful plum blossom!"

Ran Hao was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to answer her, but in the end he only said one sentence: "As long as you like it."

Zhao Xu looked at the few white plum trees and asked with a smile, "Why does Aunt want this one?" Aren't those white plums even better? "

Zhao Duo tilted his head. "Because I like red ones." He held up the flower branch in his hand for him to see. "Look! How nice red plum blossoms with snow. "

Zhao Xu stretched out his hand to break off a small branch of white plum blossom that had just opened its bud, then faintly smiled.

"Little Xu, do you like white plum blossoms?" Zhao Rui jumped to his side and looked at the Plum Blossom in his hand. She was a few years younger than Zhao, but she liked to call him Little Xu.

Zhao Xu was a bit helpless, but he still replied, "Plum blossoms bloomed at a season when all the flowers have withered and withered. The red plum blossoms were too dazzling. Compared to that, the white plum blossom that was silently hiding in the snow was much calmer and more reserved, and it also knew how to hide its arrogance. "Bai Mei's pride is from the inside out. She doesn't fight over it or rob it. She is a person of her pride alone."

He gently caressed the snow on the petals with his fingers. "The color of the red plum blossoms is like blood, beautiful yet seductive, proud and dazzling. The color of the white plum blossoms was like snow. They were quiet and reserved, appearing as if they did not fight against the world. The blood-red Plum Blossom could easily be covered by the flying snow, and its color would fade. Even though the cold wind is blowing strongly and the snow is being buried, the color of the plum blossoms still remains unchanged. "

Zhao Chou gazed absentmindedly at the plum blossoms that filled the garden and suddenly laughed. "I remember that Brother Mo also likes white plum blossoms, but the two colors of the plum blossoms that grow here are split in half, no more and no less."

After looking around, his expression became even more surprised. "Speaking of which, I remember coming to Seventh Uncle's bamboo garden a few years ago. There were no more than ten red plum blossoms here. When did it become so numerous?"

Ran Hao said, "The bamboo garden originally had very few red plum blossoms. Those red plum blossoms were planted three years ago, and the total number of plum blossoms was only one less than the white plum flower."

Zhao Duo asked curiously, "Didn't Brother Mo like white plum blossoms the most?" Why did you plant so many red plum blossoms? Furthermore … Is one less accidental or deliberate? "

Ran Hao said: "Young master said, he likes the flawless snow-white of the snow plum, he doesn't fight with the world and doesn't show his edge. However, Xuemei's temperament meant that she could only be buried in the pure white snow forever. Even if she were to pass by him, she would not notice his existence. As for the red plum blossom, although it appeared to be very lofty, its blossoming embellishment covered the entire winter. Anyone who was in a hurry would stop and sigh at its dazzling splendor. The same Plum Blossom, the same short life, the young master was even more impressed by the red Plum Blossom's beauty. "

"The beauty that dares to blossom …" Zhao Xu's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the white plum in his hand, murmuring, "This way, I won't leave any regret, right?"

Ran Hao said, "White plum blossoms are naturally pure white. As for the red plum blossom, it was washed with fresh blood. Only then could it display its beauty with such aloofness and arrogance. The Young Master wanted to become a plum that bloomed with snow, but he couldn't bear to let go of the white plum that was first planted. Here, no more plum trees could be planted, so there was one less red plum tree than white plum tree. If the young master ever gets what he wants, he will cut down a white plum tree and plant a red plum tree. "

Zhao Xu understood the meaning of his words, but didn't say anything more. He only sighed with emotion, "With one blood plum blossoming in the garden, one can seize the glory of the winter. A field of snow plum blossoms, but all that can be seen is pale and powerless. "I hope that I can see the snow plum blossoms that have taken away the radiance of winter in Seventh Uncle's garden in the future."

After a moment of absent-mindedness, Ran Hao lowered his eyes to cover his emotions and said: "If one day the Winter Plum in the snow is not weaker than the snow, young master will definitely invite you to share it with me."

Zhao Rui pouted, "Look at all the white plums in the garden. They are all better than red plums. Furthermore … Such an overbearing garden, I'm afraid that it is no longer Big Brother Mo's bamboo garden. "

Hearing this, the two of them were stunned. His unintentional words were actually the truth.

Zhao Duo only looked at the plum blossoms in his hands and did not notice the expressions on their faces. After a while, he happily laughed, "Big Brother, they should have finished talking, right? I'll go get a bottle from Brother Mo and insert it inside! "

Ran Hao was startled, "Let me accompany the princess to choose a bottle."

Zhao Youlan smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Big Brother Ran."

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"Brother Mo!" Zhao Chou trotted over, tripped on the doorstep, and fell forward.

"Be careful!" Zhao Qingyan hurriedly stood up and pulled Zhao Fuyan into her arms. Then she was knocked back into the wheelchair by the force of her pounce. Her back knocked against the back of the chair, and she subconsciously frowned.

Zhao Shu lightly rebuked, "What are you trying to do, being so flustered?"

Zhao Fuyan stood up, looked at the water stain on Zhao Qingyan's chest, lowered his head and whispered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "What are you apologizing for? I know you didn't mean to. "It's a good thing I caught you. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity if you broke such a beautiful flower?"

Zhao Rui pouted, "I spilled some water."

Zhao Qingyan said to Ran Hao, "Go get some fresh water."

Ran Hao nodded and turned to leave.

"No need, no need!" Zhao Chou hurriedly called out to him and explained in a low voice, "I mean, Brother Mo spilled all over himself in order to catch me."

Zhao Qingyan looked at her for a while before laughing out loud, "Idiot, when are you going to pounce over, I'll catch you. What are you worried about? Or is Xun Er a big girl, feel shy in Seventh Brother's arms? "

Zhao Shu said, "Fu-er can marry, of course she'll be shy."

Zhao Duo immediately said, "I don't want to get married! I hate getting married! "

Everyone was surprised and puzzled. "Why?"

Zhao Duo snorted and turned his head. "No reason."

Zhao Qingyan looked at Zhao Shu and asked with a smile, "Why are you unhappy?" When you're married, there will always be people by your side, crying and laughing with you, accompanying you to comfort you. Isn't that good? "

"This is bad!" Zhao Chong pouted coquettishly and pouted, no longer speaking.

"Xun Er …" As soon as Zhao Shu spoke, he saw Prince Huan shake his head slightly and stop.

Zhao Qingyan exclaimed, "Xian`er is still young, you can think about it for a few more years. Someone you like can tell Seventh Brother, how about it?"

Zhao Rui said, "I like people like Brother Mo."

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback, "What about me? What am I like? "

Zhao Duo counted on his fingers. "Gentle, intelligent, good-looking, and single-minded."

"One on one?" Zhao Qingyan laughed, "A pair of people in this life? I'm looking forward to it, but how do you know I'm a professional? "

Zhao Chou tilted his head. "Will Brother Mo fall for women other than sister Rao Rui?"

In that instant, Zhao Shu saw the genuine shock on his expressionless cousin's face. That kind of astonishment took away all the color from his face, and for the first time in many years, there were some obvious fluctuations in his deep pool like pupils.

Zhao Qingyan's expression was still gentle and distant. The etiquette that was carved into his bones, the indifference that was carved into his bones, and the indifference that was carved into his bones … He was calm and indifferent, and didn't mind it at all. It was only because he was used to such camouflage that he was not easily broken. The more caught off guard, the more helpless he became.

"Xun Er!" After a moment of shock, Zhao Shu snapped out of her daze. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Duo knew that he had misspoken and was flustered, but he didn't know how to apologize.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Qingyan quickly came back to his senses. After lowering his eyes for a short while, he smiled and said, "Royal brother, don't scold Xun Er. It's alright."

Zhao Shu frowned. "It doesn't matter?" How could it be all right? "You …"

Zhao Qingyan smiled. There was a little helplessness in his eyes, as well as a hollowness that seemed to have lost its spirit. "It's over already. It's okay." His pale fingers slowly tightened on his light green sleeves, but it was only a slight tightening, as if he had lost all of his strength. In their eyes, how could they not know that his words were just for them to hear?

"Mo'er!"

Zhao Qingyan's lips drew back into a perfect smile and he asked softly, "What's wrong? To fall in love with someone you shouldn't fall in love with, you shouldn't have expected a happy ending. Besides, he was young at the time, so he was ignorant. Forget it. "

Prince Huan was speechless. He didn't want to tear away the "forgotten" scar in his nephew's heart.

No one mentioned it, so it was forgotten. He would know that he was just lying to himself and would not feel heartache because of this.

"She's just … I tried my best to protect her, but I could only leave behind one of them with an unhealed wound in my heart." Zhao Qingyan lowered her eyes. Her thick eyelashes hid everything in her eyes, "This doesn't stop me from spending my entire life with other girls. They're all alike. Perhaps in the future, I will fall in love with another girl. However, I won't ask for something that I shouldn't have anymore. "

Zhao Yan pursed his lips. "What's wrong with loving someone you love? Is it because of my identity that I am even disqualified from loving her? "

Zhao Qingyan looked deeply at her and answered her. Then, as if he was talking to himself, he asked, "What is the difference between clouds and mud? What do you wish for?"

Zhao Duo loudly asked, "Would you rather destroy your entire life because of your status?" There is love in your heart, but you must marry the person you do not love. Is there anything more painful than this? "

Zhao Qingyan looked at her, not knowing what she saw. After a long while, he slowly said, "The cloud mud has already traveled a different path. Let's exchange greetings."

Zhao Chou did not understand. He looked at Zhao Shu and saw that he was shaking his head slightly.

Prince Huan sighed, "Mo'er, why do you have to say these things?"

The coldness in Zhao Qingyan's eyes rose slowly, but he covered it up well. He did not want to hurt anyone. "Su'er, listen to Seventh Brother's advice. The face of the royal family is above all else."

He had never seen him speak to him in such a tone before. Disbelief was written all over Zhao Dang's face. "Seventh Brother, what do you mean by this?" There was a slight tremble in his voice.

Zhao Qingyan hesitated. She pursed her lips and her gaze softened. "Su'er, you're still young."

Zhao Chou's voice had become extremely quiet as tears wet his eyes. "I just don't want to be a canary that anyone can play with. Marry someone that you don't love …"

"Xun Er." Zhao Qingyan sighed as she raised her hand to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes. In the end, she only lightly stroked her hair and said softly, "How doting is Imperial Aunt on you? How could she let you marry someone you don't love? Didn't seventh brother say so? If you have someone you like, seventh brother is willing to matchmaking for you. "

Zhao Chou threw himself into his arms, buried his face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "I was just afraid that Seventh Brother and I would fall in love with the same person and end up like Seventh Brother …"

Zhao Shu wanted to scold her, but she only saw Zhao Qingyan shake her head slightly and give up after a moment of hesitation.

Zhao Qingyan patted her back gently and comforted her gently, "If the person I love can make me happy, then I will do my best to marry her to my beloved husband. Is that okay?"

Zhao Duo lifted his head in a daze. "Really?"

"That is, if he will treat Xun Er well." Zhao Qingyan smirked and rubbed the tip of her nose, "Don't cry so much. No one wants to make you cry." Stupid Xun Er, no matter how pretty she is, nobody likes her. "

Zhao Rui blushed: "Brother Mo, you're annoying!"

Zhao Qingyan took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes with it. She smiled and doted on him, but was a little helpless, "You just said you like me, why do you hate me in the blink of an eye? "If you are so fond of the old and the new, I will help you choose your future husband in greater detail."

Zhao Chou wanted to run away because of his teasing, but he was still a bit reluctant in the end. He curled up on his older brother's body and grabbed one of his sleeves. "I don't hate it …"

Zhao Qingyan gently ruffled her hair and said, "Alright, stop crying. I know that Su Ling'er will not hate me." His face was still pale and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but his voice was still gentle, without a hint of pain.

"Less …" Ran Hao had only spat out half a word before he swallowed his words under Zhao Qingyan's sharp gaze. The worry in his eyes was slowly revealed, and he could only lower his eyes to cover it up.

Zhao Shu looked at him and saw him nod slightly. She smiled and teased, "With a girl as young as Xun Er, you still want to cling on to Brother Mo? Aren't you ashamed?"

Zhao Chou sniffed and stood up. "Then Brother Mo has promised me. If I find someone I like in the future, I must help me."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and replied, "Sure."

"Then I am relieved." Zhao Chou seemed to be embarrassed as he turned around and ran out. The moment he turned around, Zhao Qingyan saw the tears welling up in the corner of her eyes once again. He couldn't help but be startled.

Ran Hao subconsciously reached out to stop her, but when his fingers were about to touch her sleeve, he suddenly retracted them and watched her run away.

Zhao Qingyan tried to prop herself up on the armrest of the wheelchair, but failed to do so in the end. It was unknown whether it was because he was heavily injured, or because he was still dissatisfied with Ran Hao, but he frowned: "Why aren't you chasing after him? The bamboo garden is filled with traps. Are you waiting for me to chase after them? " There was a rare sense of irritation in his tone.

Ran Hao answered quickly and turned around to give chase.