flower is mirror

Picking mulberries and stuffing them with snowflakes

It's not about being obsessed with light appearance, and the cold place is better.Don't have roots.It is not a flower of wealth and honor in the world.

Who can cherish Xie Niang's farewell, wandering in the end of the world, the cold moon is sad.Thousands of Miles Westerly Wind Hanhai Sand

2 flower mirror

One day, a nobleman came to Ice and Snow City.It is said that he is the nobleman of Tianhuang, the lord of princes.Yang Xian doesn't care about these.But that person never came again.

Yang Xian stared at the empty space in a daze, remembering that he hadn't asked the man's name yet.So he rushed out the door.The boss roared behind him, Yang Xian, I want to fire you.

You know a person who wears white clothes, doesn't smile much, and looks very beautiful, who is that?

Father Ji, who sells sweet potatoes, looked up.Probably the merchant's third lady business offer.

no.he. . .He is a man.

Oh, that's Hua Shigongzi.But he has been invited into the mansion by Lord Hou, and today he will drive back to the imperial capital with Lord Hou.We should be at the city gate now.Hey, Yang Xian, why are you robbing me of sweet potatoes.return.

son.Someone is calling.

The man in the carriage lightly rolled the curtain, his thin face slightly exposed, seeing Yang Xian, he couldn't help being slightly startled.

The car stopped at the edge of the city.

What are you doing here.he asks.

Just wanted to ask your name.Yang Xian answered.

I will never come back.

why.

It's too cold here.

Oh.

I am leaving.

The man's brows were light, and he walked back and lifted the curtain to get in the car.Yang Xian suddenly remembered something.You haven't told me your name yet.

Spiegel.

Yang Xian stood by the side of the road.He said his name was Ming Jing, and his father said his name was Mr. Hua Shi.He looked down at the two sweet potatoes he had snatched from his arms, and suddenly chased after the car driving away.

Mingjing, I will give you sweet potatoes.Will you stay and marry me?

Someone slowly poked his head out of the carriage, quietly looking at Yang Xian who was chasing the carriage and shouting loudly.

Are you going to marry him?He turned his head and asked someone in the car who closed his eyes and meditated.

Someone is unresponsive.

Little Marquis Wen Shuyu smiled lightly, and the bright gold crown on his head shook slightly.I knew you didn't like that idiot.

I don't like you either.Someone suddenly answered.

Wen Shuyu laughed out loud.I like you the way you are, Wei Mo.

parking.Someone suddenly opened their eyes.

Yang Xian watched the carriage run farther and farther, and it was already ten miles out of the city.If he ran any further, he would definitely not be able to catch up.While thinking, the carriage stopped suddenly.He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ran over panting.I saw a man in white slowly getting out of the car.

He looked indifferently at Yang Xian who was rushing over, Yang Xian was out of breath and unable to speak, he just held the sweet potato in his hand and handed it to him with clear eyes.

Spiegel.Yang Xian was finally able to speak, but only said his name.

I can't marry you.

why.

I am male.

Then I will marry you.Yang Xian himself was taken aback.

But the man had clear eyes and a smile on his face.All right.

Hua Mingjing gently took the sweet potato.Seeing him like this, Yang Xian was overjoyed, took off the hat on his head, and jumped up happily.

Hua Mingjing couldn't help smiling when he saw his clear features.

Wen Xiaohou stuck his head out of the carriage, out of breath.Weimo, you are deliberately angry with me.Could it be that this Xiaohou is worth two sweet potatoes?

Hua Mingjing didn't even blink, Wen, you are too annoying.

Wen Xiaohou jumped violently and yelled at the carriage to leave quickly.Not yet.You just expected me to be reluctant to kill you.you win.

Hua Mingjing smiled.Goodbye, Shuyu.

Yang Xian suddenly frowned and looked at him.

what happened?

It seems that I am also a man.Yang Xian looked very distressed.

Hua Mingjing looked at him for a while, then turned to leave, and soon there was a burst of laughter.He was wearing a moon white robe today, and his waist was so full that it was even thinner than a woman.With such a smile, I feel like that person is going to melt.

Yang Xian sighed and chased after him.It seems that Ding Spiegel needs to make up for it.

You are really Hua Mingjing, ranked tenth, and the word is not at the end.Yang Xian looked up, down, left, and right at someone in white.

What do you say.

Are you the most beautiful person in the world?

who said it?

I have no idea.He said his surname was Mu.I said that I want to marry the most beautiful person in the world. He told me that the most beautiful person is called Hua Mingjing.

. . .

Hua Mingjing sighed.you were fooled.

Yang Xian looked at him innocently.

I am not the prettiest person.That person is trying to play tricks on you.

Yang Xian thought for a while.I think Der Spiegel is the most beautiful person, I am not cheated.

Hua Mingjing shook his head.I'll take you to see the business situation tomorrow.She is the most beautiful person in the entire Ice and Snow City.But there are still people in the world who are much prettier than her.

Yang Xian nodded.good.After a while, he said, I should still think that Der Spiegel is the best.

So the next day, Hua Mingjing took Yang Xian to guard the door of the store.Finally, I waited until Third Miss Shang went out.

How about it?Der Spiegel asked.

Yang Xian glanced at him and patted his head, seeming very confused.

what happened?

Yang Xian finally said, why do you say Miss Shang is the most beautiful person.I think Der Spiegel looks much better than Miss Shang.

The corner of Hua Mingjing's mouth twitched, you idiot.

Spiegel, where are we going?With all kinds of baggage on his back, Yang Xian chased after Hua Mingjing.

Find the most beautiful people today and let you see.

I have already found it, so why look for it.Yang Xian was surprised.

Who?

you.

That's enough, let's go to Zhuohua.

Who is Zhuo Hua?

The most beautiful woman in the world.

Isn't Ming Jing the most beautiful woman in the world? Yang Xian was even more surprised.

Hua Mingjing gave up speechlessly.

Yang Xian pulled the burden off his shoulders.Well, but Der Spiegel, why do we take so many things with us when we go out?He felt like he was losing sight of the road.

Throw it away if you don't want to take it.

Ah, throw it away.These burdens are so heavy, they should be precious things, how can they be thrown away.Yang Xian opened a bag on his chest.Then he shouted, Der Spiegel, why is it a stone?

Several bundles in a row are filled with stones.Yang Xian threw them away one by one.In the end, only two burdens remained.

Hua Mingjing has gone a long way by this time.There was a smile on his lips.Fool.Don't let you throw it away, are you ready to carry it all the way?