Zhongda pretended to go around and came back. He listened to the silence in the carriage. He estimated that it had been sunny after the rain. Then he jumped into the carriage and said loudly, "Sir, the pit has been filled. Now the small one is going to start. Be careful, sir and Miss Chen."


    After almost an hour, Mu Heng opened the curtain and looked, "here it is."


    When Chen min''er got out of the car, he saw a simple and elegant building with white walls and black tiles. On the door of the moon cave was written "fragrant snow sea".


    "There are plum blossoms here?" Chen min''er asked.


    Mu Heng pretended to be mysterious: "you''ll know when you go in."


    Mu Heng led her to the hospital, walked through the carved corridor and went straight to a small building. There was a charcoal fire in the building early and warm.


    "Whose house is this? Yours?" Chen min''er looked at the layout and furnishings here strangely, but it was different from the style of the capital, which had the graceful charm of Jiangnan.


    "Mine, I won a bet with the eldest childe of Jingguo three years ago." Mu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked quite proud.


    "Can you still gamble?" Chen min''er was surprised. He had known him for more than half a year. For the first time, he heard that he had a bad hobby.


    Mu Heng shanran: "don''t think about it. We bet on polo. I didn''t care much after we got the yard. In addition, the military affairs are busy, so I''ve been idle. Only a few servants take care of it here. I''ve been looking for a quiet place these days, so I thought of it."


    Chen min''er is speechless. Poor people can''t live in huts. It''s a luxury for these rich children to take such a large yard as a bet in a ball game.


    During the conversation, they went up to the third floor. On the small round table near the window, there were fruit snacks and a pot of wine.


    "Is this what you said? I don''t think there''s anything new." Chen min''er was disappointed.


    Mu Heng smiled: "come here."


    Mu Heng went to the window and opened it.


    Chen min''er looked into the distance and immediately stopped breathing. What a scene it was. The plum blossoms all over the mountains were rippling like the sea and covered with snow. The red and green dotted during that period seemed like masterpieces. The colors inadvertently transferred out were like the cloud brocade woven by the most skillful weaver girl in the south of the Yangtze River. Without any trace, it was natural and suffocating.


    Xiangxuehai, this is the real xiangxuehai.


    "It''s so beautiful. I didn''t expect there to be a cave here." Chen min''er sincerely praised it. He hadn''t found this fragrant snow sea all the way.


    "I also know that this yard also includes this Merlin. Now think about it, it''s really a big profit. No wonder Jing Guogong Shizi''s face was so smelly at that time. I think it was very painful." Mu Heng smiled.


    "In the dream, the clear river is drunk with ink fragrance, the core is cold, and the branches are thin and frost. Now it''s white and black. Don''t ask, and make up the makeup of the world." Chen min''er was attracted by the scenery in front of her eyes. She couldn''t open her eyes. A poem floated in her mind, and she naturally whispered.


    Mu Heng''s eyes flashed a touch of surprise and immediately said with a smile, "I didn''t expect you to read poetry."


    Chen min''er was embarrassed and forgot his form for a moment. You know, Shen Xintong is not only proficient in medical science, but also good at poetry and Fu. But Chen min''er was born in a peasant family. It''s surprising that he can learn medicine. Isn''t it strange that he can still read poetry? Chen min''er said with a smile, "do you think I can only recite medical books? I heard that Miss Fang is a talented woman. I''m always bad for her too much, so I''ve supplemented poems recently to prepare for a rainy day. Can''t I use them today?"


    Looking at the charming and cunning of the little woman naturally revealed by her, Mu Heng''s originally calm eyes fluctuated slightly, and a strange mood floated from the bottom of his heart, some surprises and some moves.


    He held her arm, his eyes became deep, and the soft light at the bottom of his eyes was as mellow as old wine.


    "You don''t have to compare with her. In my eyes, you can''t compare with your silver needle. I like to see your calm and calm eyes when you treat a disease, your fierce appearance when you quarrel with me, your justice, your gentleness, your occasional cunning, holding your cool hand, smelling the faint fragrance of Medicine on you, and everything about you Cut, I only like you, so you really don''t have to compare with her... "