The three of them crossed the long pavilion bridge over the lake and finally reached the island in the center of the lake.

As soon as I arrived on the island, I felt the smell of flowers.

The moonlight is hazy, it is almost June at this time, the peony has already withered in other places, but the climate on the island is different from other places, the peony flowers bloom late, and the color of the turence is bright.

The flower path is circuitous, the willows are still clinging, and the bamboo forest is leaning on the green.

The island is not big, but ingenious to use peony flowers to enclose the three or four layers of wooden buildings in the middle, peonies under the trees, flowers under the stone paths, stone paths are built into a labyrinth pattern, the wooden buildings seem to be in front of you, but can not go straight away.

If it weren't for someone like Mother Li, who was familiar with how to walk, if others wanted to enter the wooden building, they would have to trample on these peony flowers.

I'm afraid that no man will do such a spicy thing to destroy flowers and ruin the scenery.

Finally arrived at the wooden building, next to the building stood a piece of more than two meters high, pink and white exquisite jade, carved into the shape of a peony flower by a craftsman, on the snow-white and warm petals, the finishing touch mixed with a touch of pink.

At the bottom of the jade peony, a small line of text is faintly engraved:

In the first year of the great cause, Emperor Shizu personally inscribed the cornerstone of the Peony Building.

Further down is a poem of nearly 1,000 words, calligraphy is elegant, at first glance it is from the hands of calligraphy, and it can be vaguely seen that the inscription is "Yu Shiji, the servant of the inner history".

Zhen Mingku was waiting to stop carefully, and the young man had already turned around and whispered to him.

The young man deliberately stopped and waited for him to come to his side, and whispered: "When you enter the building, don't look around, walk with your head down, don't make a sound, this is the time for the fairy sisters to rehearse songs and dances, I don't like others to disturb, others are good at talking, but there is an evil guard, and he will pull out a knife at every turn to be scary, he doesn't dare to do anything to me, but if you make a mistake, I can't protect you." ”

……

Entering the building, Mother Li took them around the corridor in the middle of the building, and from time to time there were beautiful maids to give gifts to Mother Li, and it could be seen that Mother Li's status in this peony building was extraordinary.

At the center of the building is a fountain rockery, with the sound of gurgling water and the steaming heat in the pool, all built on top of a natural hot spring in the center of the lake.

On the floor of the hall, it is all paved with hard solid wood boards, and it is covered with embroidered blankets of Luan and Feng contending, the colors are gorgeous, the roof in the middle is nearly ten meters high, the carved beams are painted, and more than a dozen flying fairies with different postures are painted, which is beautiful, and the beams are also wrapped by colorful brocade, which is extremely luxurious.

The building is four floors high, with hundreds of rooms, carved beams and paintings, and a unique design.

Bypassing the rockery hot spring in the hall, Li's mother took the two of them all the way up to the fourth floor.

Mother Li knocked on the door: "Girl, Yang Gongzi has arrived." ”

A lazy and charming voice came from inside: "Let him in." ”

……

Zhen Mingku was stopped by Mother Li in the outer room, standing at the door of the arched carved and hollowed outdoor.

As soon as the door was opened, the boy rushed into the room with joy, and threw himself into the arms of a graceful woman, with his face buried in the middle of the woman's towering breasts.

The woman's posture was graceful and moving.

Zhen Mingku thought that this kid would definitely have to be slapped in the face, but instead of being angry, the woman was so amused that she covered her mouth and giggled, gently pulled his ears, and pulled him out of her towering and plump breasts, laughing and scolding: "Where is the skinny monkey, come to me again to play a scoundrel, begging for a beating!" ”

"Sister Frost, I miss you." The young man's ass twisted into a twist, hugged her slender waist, pillowed his head on the shoulder of the peony fairy, and said coquettishly like a child.

It was a bit nondescript to say this from the mouth of a tall and white young man, but judging from the look of the stunning woman, it seemed that he had long been accustomed to talking to her in such a coquettish tone.

"Phew, this time I'm currying favor with Qiqiao'er, I haven't seen you when I've been sick, I don't want to have a close person I didn't bring a glass of water and pour evening tea, but now I will pick up good things and say, the ghost believes your words!"

Her voice is like a bell, full of rhythm, and she speaks with a tactful child's voice, listening to her speak, as if listening to someone whispering in her ear.

Listening to this beautiful voice, the expression on Zhen Mingku's face standing at the door suddenly became a little sluggish, and he turned his head in surprise and looked into the house through the tulle curtain of the arch.

In the haze, the beautiful flower and moon appearance of the peony fairy came into his eyes.

The face of a knife is like a melon seed, the skin is like jade, and the eyes are bright.

The peony fairy seemed to notice something, and looked towards the door, Zhen Mingku hurriedly put down the curtain, lowered his head, and pretended to be a humble servant.

"Ah Dong, who is standing at the door?"

The young man hurriedly said, "He is my newly recruited personal guard, who is responsible for keeping me safe." ”

When the peony fairy heard this, she didn't care anymore, let the young man take her hand, walked to the table, sat down with her, poured a cup of tea from the table, knelt down on one knee, and saluted her.

"Sister Shuang, forgive me for not coming to see you for so long, I was really too strict, it was not easy to come out, sometimes I finally caught the opportunity to come out, and it was also the middle of the night, I knew that when the time came, Sister Shuang was going to write lyrics and songs behind closed doors, and I didn't like to be disturbed, so I didn't come to you, if I knew that my sister was sick, even if it was stopped by thousands of troops, I couldn't stop Dong'er from visiting my sister, serving my sister around, and making cattle and horses for my sister......"

Zhen Mingku, who was outside the door, almost didn't doubt that there was something wrong with his ears, and he could hear such flattering words from the mouth of this young man, and every sentence sounded like it came from the heart, so emotional, without a little hypocrisy, coupled with his handsome little white face, living a little Zhengtai, even he, as a man, had to admit that this kid did have the potential to please women.

Sure enough, the young man's words made the peony fairy smile again and again, took the teacup he handed over, stretched out a hand, and Qianqian's thin fingers gently poked at the door of his head: "Every time there will be so many excuses, don't think that I am in Baihualou, I don't know what you are doing outside, you are flamboyant, sweet talk, keep it to talk to your beautiful sister Zhang, I didn't listen, and persuaded me to serve me, others can't serve you, fortunately, people are sick early, if you wait to serve me, I'm afraid I'm looking forward to white heads, I can't look forward to you when I get old and lose my teeth! ”

The young man smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this, I don't know where Sister Shuang is uncomfortable, Dong'er will rub it for you, is it here?" ”

As he spoke, he reached out and walked towards her waist.

"Hehehe...... Do you want to beg for a beating, knowing that I'm afraid of itching! The peony fairy smiled and slapped his hand, and the young man gave up, knelt between her legs, put his hands on her legs naturally, looked up at her beautiful face, and asked, "Sister Shuang, can you make a new song?" ”

The peony fairy asked with a smile, "Do you want to hear it?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then you can't just listen to it, you have to tell some reason, if you can't say it, you will be hit in the palm of your hand."