After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Pei Jiaoran was pleasantly surprised by the joyful shouts of snowing, and turned to look at Li Xiujing, who was still sleeping next to him. She stood up and walked over him. As soon as her feet touched the carpet, her arms were caught by a force.

A muffled voice came from behind, "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran glanced at the palm that fell on his arm and said helplessly, "It's snowing. I'll go out and take a look."

After saying that, Li Xiujing let go of her and turned over.

Wearing shoes and clothes, we walked around the screen. Pei Jiaoran opened the door and walked out.

It seemed to have been snowing all night, and everything as far as the eye could see was covered in snow. The servant stopped on the porch to look at the snow, with unconcealable joy on his face. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Pei Jiaoran standing in front of the house. Suspecting that he had disturbed her, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

However, Pei Jiaoran waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to come over.

Winter is late in the South, and snow is also late. I don’t know how many times it has snowed in the north, but this is the first snow in the south. The red plum trees planted in front of the courtyard are in full bloom, with snow covering the flowers.

The cloak wrapped in the scent of Xun Ling fell on his shoulders. What fell next was a pair of generous hands.

"The snow in the south is really unique." Li Xiujing stood behind her and said warmly.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and said, "There is less snow in the south. But once it snows, it is a fairyland on earth. There are too few plum blossoms in this garden, but there is a plum garden outside the city with nice scenery. You and I can go and have a look while we are resting."

"I'll listen to your arrangements."

The two had breakfast and changed into fur clothes. Then he rode out of the city.

Because of the snow, and because everyone knew that there was a plum orchard outside the city that was suitable for walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms, carriages and horses went together along the way. Fortunately, they were riding horses and could find a path to get around.

Follow Pei Jiao then, avoiding the noisy crowd. The two of them walked straight to the other side of the plum garden and stopped in front of a mansion.

"Where is this?" Li Xiujing asked in surprise.

"My house has plum blossoms and hot springs inside. No one comes except the servants who take care of it." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran got off his horse and went to knock on the door.

An old man with a hunchback came out of the house, looked at Pei Jiaoran, then at Li Xiujing, and nodded slightly.

"Let's go." Pei Jiaoran said.

When I entered the house, I saw a patch of wintersweet. A white stone road passes through it, with stone lanterns set up at regular intervals on both sides.

"The patch of plum blossoms at the door are ordinary wintersweet. The patch of plum blossoms planted in the inner courtyard is the essence of the garden." Pei Jiaoran looked back at Li Xiujing and smiled: "Is it that Erlang is not thinking about Shu?"

Hearing this, Li Xiujing didn't answer, and the sound of stepping on the snow accompanied by the chirping of birds sounded around. Stepping onto the verandah, there are curtains hanging all the way, and the plum blossoms planted in the courtyard are trapped in the void.

Finally, a piece of blooming red plum burst into my eyes.

"Others only know that this plum garden has beautiful scenery, but they don't know that the plum blossoms planted in my home are unique." Pei Jiaoran slowed down and asked, "How does Erlang think the plum blossoms in the south compare with those in the north?"

Li Xiujing looked forward following Pei Jiaoran's voice, and saw continuous red clouds in front of her eyes. When the winter sun shone, it looked like spring light floating on them. The red was thick and bright, like a beauty dancing in her robes. Extremely strong. The fragrance is faint and faint, and even though the distance is not far, it feels like you are several feet away. The wind blows and the flowers fall off the branches, and the snow is covered with residual red.

"Each one has his or her own merits." Li Xiujing tilted his head to look at her, "However, I only love the southern beauty who has plum blossoms as her appearance and peonies as her heart."

Hearing the implications of Li Xiujing's words, Pei Jiaoran turned to look at him. Her fingers traced the shape of his lips.

"Mr. Lang praises me so much. How about I give you a sword dance, Mang Jun?"

Without waiting for Li Xiujing's response, Pei Jiaoran whipped Chunjun and went to the plum forest. The red plum blossoms and white snow complement each other, and she is wearing a crimson skirt that seems to appear from the flowers. There are tall bamboos all around, covering all the pavilions and pavilions in the garden, so that no one can get a glimpse of the scenery.

In the white snow, the red clothes are enchanting and the figure is agile. He jumped up, bent down and looked back, flowing like clouds and flowing water. Seeing scattered snowflakes floating in the sky, Pei Jiaoran suddenly turned around and broke through the snow with his sword.

Under the wind of her sword, a broken plum blossom was wrapped around the sword body. From her eyes, the temples and eyebrows swam, frustrated in the snow. The sword's intention was as if it had been practiced in vain, and it quickly turned down and made a cold sound.

Pei Jiaoran turned back and glanced at Li Xiujing in the corridor, with a slight curve on his lips. The sword light also passed over his face, and his eyes were burning, as if he was already trapped in it. The snow light is silent, and although the sword's intention has been restrained, it still hides desire and murderous intent.

Looking at Li Xiujing thoughtfully, Pei Jiaoran's sword power changed again, even faster. The sword curls around the flowers and falls like snow in the returning wind. Hundreds of petals were flying and falling, and all the hidden murderous intentions were buried beneath the ice and snow.

"It's not like you're dancing with a sword. It's more like you're teaching me how to kill people." Li Xiujing said with a smile.

Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said in a calm tone, "It doesn't matter whether you are dancing with a sword or using a sword. In fact, there is no difference between the two. Both can be used to kill people at critical moments."

"But your sword dance is still pleasing to the eye."

Sheathing the sword, Pei Jiaoran said: "You can go back after the New Year. You can't stay in Jianghuai for too long."

"I understand." Li Xiujing reached out and hugged Pei Jiaoran, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "When will you stop pushing me outside?"

"I didn't push you to anyone else." Pei Jiaoran pointed to the cluster of plum blossoms behind him, "I also have a pot of cinnabar terrace hidden in my house. This thing was derived from Gongfenmei and Ziyeli. It is extremely difficult to cultivate. It has double petals. It is gorgeous, bright in color and fragrant, with stamens like a crown. This flower has always been loved by kings, but it is rarely seen. If you take this potted flower back and present it to His Majesty, the chance of Zhang letting them take action will be smaller."

"Jiajia, I can bear the consequences. There is no need for you to cut me off." Li Xiujing shook his head.

Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "This flower is here to appease His Majesty. Don't worry, although it is difficult to cultivate, it is not impossible to grow."

Zhang Rang recently offered another auspicious gift. Even though many people knew that there was something fishy about it, Emperor Wei was fond of it recently. She wanted to offer this cinnabar pavilion because she wanted to take this opportunity to temporarily suppress Emperor Wei's doubts about Shence's army.

Taking the handkerchief from Li Xiujing, Pei Jiaoran wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around.

"This garden hasn't been renovated for a long time. Since you and I are here, why don't we fix the weeds?" Pei Jiaoran said.

"Anyway, you don't live here all the time. I think it's nice for them to look like this, so why force it?" After speaking, Li Xiujing whispered in Pei Jiaoran's ear: "Didn't I say that I set up a mansion in Chang'an. If you I think you can move here at any time. You can arrange it however you want."

Meeting Li Xiujing's gaze, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips. She still couldn't give him a clear answer to his question.

Seeing that Pei Jiaoran didn't answer, Li Xiujing knew that he might not be able to wait for the answer he wanted.

With a smile on his face, Li Xiujing said: "Let's go. Then take me to see somewhere else."