Daqin: The beginning of the collapse of the sky, sweeping across the Western Regions

As a breeze blew by, Jingwei and Yanfei slowly stood up. Their figures were light and graceful, like two fairies descending to earth.

They seem to be leaving this place to pursue their own stories.

As she left, Yan Fei turned around, a warm smile on her face, and her eyes fell softly on Qin Tian.

She whispered softly, "Let's leave this night to Yan Lingji." The voice was like the sound of nature, as if it carried a mysterious power that made people intoxicated.

After hearing what Yan Fei said, Yan Lingji had a sweet smile on her face, as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

However, behind that sweet smile, she lowered her head slightly, with a hint of indifference in her eyes, as if hiding some unknown thoughts.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the imperial kitchen became extremely subtle.

There is reluctance to leave, but also warmth of staying.

Qin Tian stood there quietly, with an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.

He knew that the next period of time would belong only to him and Yan Lingji, and they would spend this peaceful and beautiful night together.

Qin Tian stood up gently and walked towards Yan Lingji with light steps.

His eyes were full of tenderness and care, as if he wanted to melt the beautiful woman in front of him into his gaze.

When he walked to Yan Lingji's side, he slowly stretched out his hand and carefully helped her up from her seat.

Yan Lingji felt Qin Tian's actions, her body trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

She raised her head and met Qin Tian's gaze, with an indescribable light flashing in her eyes.

At that moment, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world, and the sounds of their heartbeats intertwined in the air into a moving melody.

His movements were full of gentlemanly grace, and Yan Lingji stood up lightly like an elegant princess and stood shoulder to shoulder with Qin Tian.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, how about we go and admire the moon together?"

Qin Tian suggested with a smile, trying to break the delicate atmosphere: "Miss Yan, let's go for a walk!"

Yan Lingji raised her head and looked into Qin Tian's deep eyes. The coldness in her heart seemed to slowly melt in his warmth.

She nodded gently, a sweet smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

As night fell and the lights came on, Qin Tian and Yan Lingji entered the Royal Garden.

The silvery moonlight sprinkled like flowing water, covering the sea of ​​flowers with a soft and mysterious veil.

Yan Lingji gently stroked the blooming flowers with her bare hands. They emitted a faint fragrance in the night, as if telling unknown secrets.

However, her mind was far beyond the fragrance of the flowers, cold as ice.

There was no trace of appreciation in her eyes, only bottomless darkness.

Qin Tian walked silently beside Yan Lingji, his eyes sometimes lingering among the flowers and sometimes falling on her profile.

He felt Yan Lingji's coldness, but chose to remain silent.

Qin Tian knew very well that Yan Lingji's passionate heart was like the flowers blooming in the garden, beautiful but full of thorns.

Deep in Yan Lingji's heart, the flame of revenge was burning. She agreed to become Qin Tian's concubine, but it was just a temporary measure. Her real purpose was to use Qin Tian's power to achieve her own goals.

She had no love for this man, and her heart was completely filled with hatred.

How could Qin Tian not understand Yan Lingji's true thoughts? However, he chose to wait silently, hoping that the opportunity to resolve the hatred in her heart would appear.

He was willing to give her enough time and was also willing to accompany her on this journey of revenge.

The two of them strolled slowly in the garden. The bright moonlight fell on the gorgeous flowers. The breeze blew, and the flowers swayed gently, as if whispering to them the long-standing ancient legends.

However, Yan Lingji's heart seemed to be blocked by frost and she could not be moved by the beautiful scenery.

Qin Tian looked into her eyes and sighed deeply.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the petals fluttered in the wind and fell on their hair and lapels.

Qin Tian suddenly turned around, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and asked softly: "Ji Yan Ling, do you think the flowers in this imperial garden are beautiful?"

Yan Lingji was slightly stunned. Her mind was not on these flowers at all, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Qin Tian's voice seemed to have a special magic, revealing a subtle emotion, as if reminding Yan Lingji that even in this imperial garden where the moonlight was like water, the beauty of the flowers could still touch the softest corner of people's hearts.

Yan Lingji's eyes seemed a little dazed. She did not respond immediately as usual. She seemed a little absent-minded, or perhaps Qin Tian's words touched a chord deep in her heart.

For Yan Lingji, flowers have never been the focus of her attention.

Her inner world is full of complexity and depth. Compared with the flowers and plants that most women love, she cares more about power, revenge and loyalty.

However, Qin Tian's question was like a breeze that blew away the fog in her heart and made her eyes unconsciously attracted to the quietly blooming flowers.

The flowers in the imperial garden emit a faint glow under the moonlight, and each one looks like a carefully painted work of art.

Roses, peonies, roses and other various flowers compete with each other in beauty. They sway gently in the night breeze, as if they are dancing an elegant dance.

The dewdrops on the petals sparkled in the moonlight like stars, adding a bit of mystery and romance to this quiet night.

Yan Lingji's gaze gradually softened, and she began to notice the details of the flowers and the fragrance they emitted.

These flowers are no longer simple plants, but messengers that carry the beauty of palaces and the charm of nature.

Her mood also changed quietly. Her original tension and anxiety gradually eased, and was replaced by a kind of calmness and joy after being infected by beautiful things.

Although Yan Lingji did not directly answer Qin Tian's question, the fluctuations in her heart and the appreciation revealed in her eyes were enough to show that she had a new understanding of the flowers in the imperial garden.

Perhaps, this is the result Qin Tian wanted. He did not really need Yan Lingji to give a specific answer, but hoped to take this opportunity to let her temporarily forget her troubles and feel the unique charm of the flowers in the imperial garden.

At this moment, a unique connection was established between Yan Lingji and the flowers in the imperial garden. Although she never said anything, the quietly blooming flowers seemed to have become a part of her heart, bringing her a special sense of peace and tenderness.