Suo Qingjun Chapter 25

Peony wraps around the wrist

Before the scent of cinnamon had dissipated, Jin Xianling dragged Qing Feng down the mountain.

Different from the impatience of the past, the young man walked very slowly. A corner of his black robe was blown up by the wind, revealing the red rope tied around his wrist. On the rope hung a jade-carved peony flower, which was white and transparent. It was carved from the warm jade that Qing Feng’an had found a few years ago.

“Master,” Jin Xianling suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. The morning light on the mountain top was in his eyes, which was astonishingly bright. “The peony flowers in the town are blooming. I will take you to see them.”

Qing Feng’an was startled, then laughed.He had forgotten that Jin Xianling had always preferred peony, the beauty of the flowers when they bloomed, and the way the petals were stained with morning dew.

The two walked slowly along the bluestone road, bypassing the vendors selling goods, passing through the bustling crowd, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard outside the town.The door to the courtyard was ajar. When I opened the door, a strong aroma of peony came to my face, spreading over the tip of my nose and filling my heart and spleen.

The peonies all over the courtyard are in bloom, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. The petals are stretched out in layers, covered with crystal morning dew, and sparkle in the sun.

Jin Xianling’s eyes lit up instantly. He let go of Qing Feng’an’s hand and ran quickly into the flowers.The black robe shuttled between the colorful purples and reds, which was actually more eye-catching than the blooming peonies.He stretched out his hand to brush the morning dew on the petals, his fingertips felt slightly cold, and his eyes could not hide the joy.

“Master, look,” Jin Xianling held a bunch of red peony that was in full bloom, walked quickly to Qing Feng’an, and handed it to him like a treasure, “I planted this one last year, and it bloomed best this year.”

Qing Feng’an took the bouquet, and the fragrance of peony lingered on the tip of her nose, with a bit of sweetness.He looked at the smile in Jin Xianling’s eyes, and the soft place in his heart seemed to have been lightly bumped by something, causing ripples to appear in circles.

“It’s very beautiful.” Qing Feng’an said softly.

Jin Xianling smiled even more happily. He stretched out his hand and carefully placed a pink peony flower in Qing Fengan’s hair. His fingertips brushed against the skin next to his ear, bringing with it a slightly cool temperature.

“Master wears flowers, they look better.” Jin Xianling’s voice was lower, with a trace of subtle care.

Qing Feng’an didn’t hide, she just lowered her eyes and looked at him.The young man’s eyebrows were handsome, and the paranoia in his eyes had long since faded away, leaving only pure joy and attachment. He was very much like the child he had just picked up back to his sect, so clean that there was no trace of dust.

The two of them just stood among the peony bushes, listening to the rustling of the petals in the wind, smelling the fragrance of peony lingering on their noses, and actually forgot about time.

Until a burst of arguing broke the tranquility.

“This peony belongs to my family! Why do you pick it?” An old woman’s voice was filled with anger. “I’ve been waiting for it for so long just to wait for it to bloom and sell it for money to treat my grandson’s illness!”

Qingfeng Anxun looked around and saw a man holding a handful of peonies and pushing the old woman impatiently: “It’s just a few flowers, how much is it worth? What are you talking about!”

Jin Xianling’s face instantly darkened.The joy just now was gone, and a cold anger flashed in his eyes.Just as he was about to step forward, Qing Feng’an held his hand.

Qing Fengan shook her head at him, then walked up to the man, her voice was calm but with unquestionable power: “Put down the flowers and apologize.”

The man turned his head and saw a man with a cold face, and immediately sneered: “How can a pretty boy dare to interfere in grandpa’s business?”

Before he finished speaking, Jin Xianling stood beside Qing Feng’an.He raised his hand, his fingertips condensing inner strength, his eyes as cold as ice: “I’ll say it again, put it down.”

The invisible pressure dissipated, and the man felt a cold air from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. The peony in his hand fell to the ground with a “pop”, his legs softened, and he knelt down.

“I…I was wrong, I apologize!” The man’s voice was trembling, and he crawled on the ground to pick up peonies on the ground and stuffed them into the old woman’s hands, “I’ll pay for it, I’ll pay for it!”

The old woman froze on the spot, looking at the scene in front of her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Qing Feng’an took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the old woman with a gentle voice: “Old man, you can use this little silver to treat your grandson’s illness.”

The old woman came back to her senses and waved her hands quickly: “No, no, you have already helped me…”

“Take it.” Jin Xianling said, her voice had returned to calmness, but with a hint of refusal, “Just think of it as the money we paid to buy your peony garden.”

The old woman looked at the two people, her eyes were hot, and she finally took the money and thanked her profusely.

Jin Xianling didn’t say anything more, just took Qing Fengan’s hand, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.

The fragrance of peony lingers in the wrists, and the warmth of the palms touching each other spreads through the limbs little by little.

“Master,” Jin Xianling suddenly spoke, with a hint of grievance in her voice, “I just can’t stand someone bullying her.”

Qing Feng’an stopped and turned to look at him.He raised his hand and gently brushed away the peony petals stuck in Jin Xian’s hair. His voice was unprecedentedly gentle: “I know.”

He knew that Jin Xianling’s madness and paranoia were always only for him.In front of others, he still has a trace of chivalry in his heart.

The two walked slowly along the bluestone road, and the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.The fragrance of peony on the wrists, intertwined with the warmth in the palms, was actually a bit more intoxicating than the peony in the courtyard.

But the time when peony scented their wrists was enough for the two of them to remember it for a long time.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun