Xiao Han followed Su Qiyan in early spring, and he had already started to tilt his fan, looking like a handsome young man. Su Qiyan walked in front of him and occasionally turned around. I don’t know what Xiao Han said. Su Qiyan smiled brilliantly, just like the brightest peach blossoms blooming at this time.
Su Qihua felt very depressed. When he walked out of Cishou Hall, he realized that Xiao Mo had not left yet.
Su Qihua walked over and looked at Xiao Mo’s gaze, but there was nothing in the distance.
“What are you looking at?” Su Qihua said.
“It’s nothing, why are there no peach blossoms in your mansion blooming just right during this season?”
Su Qihua didn’t expect Xiao Mo to talk about this topic and said, “There were peach blossoms in the mansion before. Later, because they went to Taohua Temple, the old lady removed all the peach trees in the mansion.”
“Oh, that’s how.”
“How could you suddenly ask this?” Su Qihua was a little strange. Xiao Mo was always taciturn and rarely said gossip when he accompanied Su Qihua on weekdays. Why did I suddenly become interested in the peach blossoms in the Duke’s Mansion today?
“It’s nothing, just ask casually.” Xiao Mo withdrew his eyes.
Su Qihua looked unhappy, “She is so domineering. She slapped me for no reason yesterday. Today, she not only snatched my Fenglai Pavilion, but also made the queen disgusted me.”
“I think this is a good thing.”
“How is the good thing going?” Su Qihua said.