Beloved Concubine System: The host is up to fight in the palace

Chapter 187 Gardenia Forest

The carriage moved slowly and stopped after a while. Leng Xiqing, who was coaxing the system in the space, couldn't help but raise his head and frown. At this distance, he should not have left the palace.

Seeing the carriage stop, Guo Qian lowered his head and looked at Leng Xiqing, but did not call her up. He just looked at Leng Xiqing with a gentle look that he had never shown.

The system and Leng Xiqing were lined up in the space. The system swept Leng Xiqing's tail with its tail and said, "Host, does he want to wait for you to wake up naturally?"

Leng Xiqing curled his lips and said, "With this look on his face, it's worth nothing to be late."

He looked back at the system and said, "He's gone. I don't know what he's going to do. I'll finish the scene with him early so I can go back early."

While speaking, Leng Xiqing, who was nestled in Guo Qian's arms, slowly opened his eyes and met Guo Qian's eyes just right. His pink cheeks and earlobes also hit Guo Qian's eyes just right.

Leng Xiqing pretended to be a little flustered and calm, and immediately grasped the duplicity, pushed Guo Gan, and quickly got out of the carriage like a little white rabbit seeing the big bad wolf.

Guo Qian's heart tightened, and his eyes followed the little figure unconsciously, but a slight smile reached deep into his eyes.

Leng Xiqing got off the carriage, stomped her feet helplessly, patted her skirt, and took the red oil-paper umbrella from Qingmei's hand. Just as she was about to complain, Guo Gan took her to the wilderness.

When I turned my head, I was shocked to see a round and simple arch, with white marble pillars standing at the four corners, and a plaque on the top. The large characters "Garden Garden" were carved in white marble.The surrounding walls are all made of white stone bricks, and gold gardenias bloom helplessly among the white stones.

What shocked Leng Xiqing even more was the blossoming-like carved flowers that emerged from the arch.The wind blew gently, and the gardenias swayed with the wind, but some jingling sounds and fluttering flowers came out for no reason, and they came straight towards her. The dense gardenia forest could not be seen at a glance. side.

Leng Xiqing couldn't help but slowly entered the garden with an umbrella. He walked gently to a tree and found that each branch was tied with a string of gardenia-shaped bells. The shape was no different from the one Leng Xiqing sent him. Give Guo Gan that one.

Leng Xiqing held an umbrella and walked around a corner of the garden, slowly walked onto a stone bridge, stood on a high place and looked at the endless gardenia forest, as if he was in a fairyland, like a dream.

Leng Xiqing stood on the bridge in surprise, looking at Guo Qian standing on the carriage from a distance, only to realize that maybe to match, Guo Qian was actually wearing a brocade dress, with white clothes and black hair, the breeze was caressing, and he was standing with an umbrella. The corners of his clothes and hair are flowing and flowing slightly, making his figure in the rain look like a god descending into the world.

And Guo Qian stood in front of the carriage, watching Leng Xiqing's figure slowly walking in with an umbrella. He stood on the bridge holding a red paper umbrella, his hair flying, and the faint brilliance reappeared in his pale eyes. The long curly eyelashes are condensed with frost, and the garden is full of gardenia trees. The snow-white petals are flying like snow with the rain, lingering on the condensed skin, quiet and beautiful.There was a faint flow of luster on the skin that was dotted with flowers, but a thousand kinds of glazed light flashed in the eyes.

As the two looked at each other, it was as if there was no one else in the world but each other. At that moment, their eyes were like electric shocks that went straight to the hearts of Leng Xiqing and Guo Qian. In that moment, she actually felt that everything could be forgotten. Everything can be forgiven.Guo Qianjue can give her anything, anything.

But for Leng Xiqing, it was only a moment.

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Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, let’s take a look and find the next cruel point.