Suo Qingjun Chapter 34

The fragrance surrounds the chai door

After the Xuanqingzong matter was settled, Qing Feng’an took Jin Xianling to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, built a small bamboo house, and retired.

The yard in front of the bamboo house is full of peonies.In late spring and early summer, they bloom vigorously, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. When the wind blows, the sweet fragrance fills the courtyard.

Qing Feng’an woke up early, just after dawn, so she put on a plain coat and sat on a stone bench in the courtyard to read.The morning light shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves and shines mottled on the pages of the book.

Jin Xianling woke up later, and when she came out of the room rubbing her eyes, she saw such a peaceful scene.With his bare feet, he stepped on the bluestone with morning dew, and quietly hugged Qing Feng’an from behind, resting his chin on his neck, and said in a soft and soft voice, “Master, morning.”

Qing Feng’an paused while reading the book and raised her hand to cover the back of his hand. The skin touched by her fingertips was slightly cool and moist with morning dew.”Why don’t you wear shoes?”

“I want to hug Master as soon as possible.” Jin Xianling rubbed his neck, her breath was filled with the faint fragrance of ink from Qing Feng’an, mixed with the fragrance of peony in the yard, which made her feel at ease.

Qing Feng’an shook her head helplessly, closed the book, turned around and pulled him to sit on the stone bench, bending down to rub the slightly cold soles of his feet.”It’s very humid in the mountains, so be careful to catch a cold.”

Jin Xianling narrowed her eyes in comfort, like a cat that had been groomed.He looked at Qing Feng’an’s lowered eyebrows and the sunlight falling on the broken hair at his temples. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinned a brightly blooming red peony in Qing Feng’an’s hair.

“Master, you look good.” Jin Xianling’s voice was full of smiles, and the light in her eyes was brighter than the peonies in the courtyard.

Qing Feng’an raised her hand, touched the petals in her hair, and got some pollen on her fingertips.Seeing the obsession in Jin Xianling’s eyes, he felt soft in his heart and couldn’t help but lean down and press a light kiss on his forehead.

Jin Xianling’s eyes suddenly lit up, she suddenly reached out and hugged his waist, raised her head to kiss him.

Qing Feng’an smiled and turned her head away, tapping his forehead with her fingertips: “Greedy.”

Jin Xianling, however, refused to let go. She held his waist and refused to let go. She rubbed his nose against his chin and said in a coquettish tone: “Master is partial. You are only allowed to kiss me and I am not allowed to kiss you?”

Qing Feng’an was so entangled by him that she had no choice but to lower her head slightly and let him kiss her lips.

The morning light is just right, and the fragrance of peony is lingering.

The smoke from the bamboo house gradually rose.

At noon, the sun was a little bright.Qing Feng’an was sorting old books in the house, and Jin Xianling moved a bamboo chair, sat under the peonies in the courtyard, and peeled lotus seeds for him.

The peeled lotus seeds were plump and white and tender. Jin Xianling put them into the porcelain bowl one by one. After collecting half of the bowl, he carried it into the house and handed it to Qing Feng’an like a treasure: “Master, taste it, it’s sweet.”

Qing Fengan put down the book in her hand, picked up one and put it into her mouth. The sweet taste spread on her tongue.He raised his eyes to look at Jin Xianling. There was a thin layer of sweat on the young man’s forehead, but a proud smile on his lips.

“It’s delicious.” Qing Feng’an said softly.

Jin Xianling immediately smiled and rolled his eyes, picked up another one and handed it to his mouth: “Then master, take another one.”

Qing Feng’an opened her mouth to hold it, but her fingertips gently brushed the corner of his mouth, wiping away the lotus core debris for him.

Jin Xianling’s ears turned red quietly.

He looked at Qing Feng’an’s gentle eyebrows and suddenly thought of those days in Xuanqing Sect, the wind and rain on the mountain top, and the rumors in the world, and felt that the stability at this moment was so hard-earned.

“Master,” Jin Xianling suddenly spoke in a low voice, “from now on, let’s stay like this, okay?”

Qing Fengan put down the lotus seeds in her hand and reached out to hold his hand. Their palms touched each other, feeling warm.”Okay.”

One word is worth a thousand words.

When the sun sets, the two will hold each other’s hands and walk along the path beside the stream.The gurgling stream reflects the sunset on the horizon and is as red as fire.The wild flowers on the roadside are blooming in full bloom.

Jin Xianling would act like a child, picking off a small wild flower, putting it in Qing Fengan’s hair, and then look at him and smile.

Qing Fengan would let him make trouble, and would occasionally pick one out and put it in his ear.

The evening breeze carries the fragrance of peony and blows through their clothes, bringing a faint sweetness.

When we returned to the bamboo house, the moon had already risen.

Qing Fenganhui was practicing calligraphy under the lamp, while Jin Xianling sat aside and studied ink for him.The fragrance of ink mixed with the fragrance of peony filled the small bamboo house.

Occasionally, Jin Xianling couldn’t help but reach out to scratch Qing Feng’an’s itch.

Qing Feng’an would smile and slap his hand away, her eyes full of connivance.

It was late at night, but the candles in the bamboo house were still on.

The peonies outside the window bloom more and more beautifully in the moonlight.

There is no turmoil in the world, no worldly criticism, only the fragrance of peony in the courtyard, and two hearts that are closely connected to each other.

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