578 Chapter 577 of “The Quick-Traveling Girl Is Poised to Knock Down the Male Protagonist”

My love is more real than the country (15)

There are rumors in the market that Ruan Haoyu is a flower stuck in cow dung…

After the water in the bathtub turned cold, Zhou Min opened his eyes, stood up, picked up the clothes on the side and put them on, then stood outside the window, looking at the scene of late spring peach blossoms starting to fall, and couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.

“Flowers float and water flows, and all kinds of emotions have nowhere to rest.” Zhou Min reached out and touched his chest, where a heart full of melancholy and bitterness was beating, “Yan Sui, what else should I do…”

Zhou Min sighed slightly, turned around and walked inside. Those words were meant for those who were monitoring her. She knew that there were people from Yan Sui around her who were monitoring her all the time, so every word and deed she said would eventually be transmitted to Yan Sui’s ears.

And that’s all she has to do.

If you can’t keep your deep love, then you can use tricks to win your heart.

However, Zhou Min, who had not yet started practicing, did not know that the people here at this moment were not only Yan Sui’s secret guards but also Ruan Haoyu.

The deep affection and indulgence towards Yan Sui in Zhou Min’s words made Ruan Haoyu, who was hiding behind the tree, slightly startled. After Zhou Min left, he slowly walked out and looked at the people leaving not far away, his brows furrowed, “Flowers float by themselves and water flows by itself. There are all kinds of emotions, and there is nowhere to rest…”

Such Zhou Min, such a queen, subverted his imagination of knowing everything. Isn’t she stupid and ignorant?Why did her last sigh make him feel like Zhou Min seemed to understand everything.

This strange feeling made him suddenly confused, and the look in Zhou Min’s eyes became more and more incomprehensible.

Zhou Min looked at a cabinet that looked like mourning clothes, and suddenly remembered a sentence.

If you want to be pretty, be filial.

That was Zhou Yuan’s favorite outfit, but it didn’t suit Zhou Min…

Looking at the pretty girl in the mirror, Zhou Min felt that crimson was the most suitable color for her. Moreover, I heard that the brides of Beiyan all wore red wedding dresses, while the wedding dresses of women from Zunguo were all purple and gold. Red was considered to be the color of blood and was considered unlucky, so few people sewed clothes in red.

But both the client and Zhou Min only loved crimson, so the only white color in the cabinet was crimson.

However, the client never wore red in order to please Yan Sui, because Yan Sui always wore white, and he once said in front of many people that Zhou Yuan’s white clothes were flowing and elegant.

So, in the end, Zhou Min always started to wear white in front of Yan Sui, began to imitate Zhou Yuan’s dressing, and gradually lost his own characteristics. This is what Dong Shi imitated.

Take out that crimson shirt and show it out, like the blood-red setting sun, gorgeous and flamboyant.

Zhou Min has no hair tied up, her black silk hair is loose, her red skirt is falling to the ground, and the bells on her waist are ringing. As she walks, she is like an elf in the fire, with a clear sound, ringing the first ray of light in early summer.

The sky was still a bit gloomy at first, but because of Zhou Min’s red dress, it attracted countless glances back. Even Eunuch Qin couldn’t help but look at it a few more times. Although he thought red was unlucky, it looked particularly domineering, delicate and fierce when worn by the Queen.

“Your Majesty.” Zhou Min looked at the oncoming Eunuch Qin and waved his hand, “Don’t follow me. I will go alone.”

“Here.” Everyone scattered, separated, and made way for a road. Seeing Zhou Min’s graceful and elegant steps slowly disappearing in front of everyone, Qin Huang suddenly felt like crying when he saw Zhou Min like this.

The Queen finally looks more and more like her former Majesty…

Following the route in his memory, Zhou Min walked all the way to Tinglan Pavilion. On the way, people prepared tea-making utensils for them to put in the pavilion, and no one was allowed to disturb them.

Looking at the green layers of bamboo forest and the bluestone tiles under her feet, Zhou Min smiled bitterly. The client once heard Yan Sui accidentally say that she wanted to see the quiet scenery of the bamboo forest in the mountains, so she specially built the Tinglan Pavilion belonging to Yan Sui for him.

Ting Lanting, the name written by Yan Sui himself.It was obviously a bamboo forest, but it was named after orchid. Zhou Min didn’t understand why Yan Sui chose this name at the time, and she didn’t understand it even when she followed him as a soul in the end.I just know that Yan Sui really likes to stay here.

Sitting in the pavilion, Zhou Min held a tea cup, his eyes a little wandering. He was surrounded by layers of bamboo forest, and there was only a bluestone path. At a glance, it was clearly the exit of the bamboo garden, but because of the green bamboo forest, there was a sense of mystery that “the clouds are deep and unknown”.

There is no end to the exit. Bamboo leaves are falling in the wind, and the rustling sound is unknown. It is not clear whether it is the mercy of the wind or the retention of the bamboo. The sound of the wind and the sound of the swaying bamboos all make Zhou Min feel drowsy.

Turning his back to the small path, Zhou Min put one hand on the side of his head and played with the tea cup with the other. The pink cardamom was particularly plump against the white jade tea cup. Zhou Min narrowed his eyes and leisurely turned the tea cup in his hand while waiting for Yan Sui’s arrival.

The whole person was like a noble and lazy Persian cat, which made Ruan Haoyu, who had been following her and stopped in the distance, his heart skip a beat, and then he frowned tightly.