Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 2090

[Chapter 2090 Deep Palace Sake Peach Blossom Drunk (64)]

“You’re like this,

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“Xiaoyue’s voice…” She murmured, put on a coat and walked towards the door.

The winter is bitter and snowy. This kind of weather can’t help but make people feel inexplicably bleak.

Xiaoyue stood at the door, holding a pot of cactus in her hand, her eyes were flushed.

Standing in front of her was a well-dressed man with a face like a crown jade and an elegant demeanor.

A lot of melon-eating people gathered around, all of them were attracted by Xiaoyue’s cries.

Luo Qingchen’s eyes fell on the wintersweet in the young man’s hand. The plum blossom is really a lonely flower, and it can bloom so brilliantly even in such a cold winter.

In addition to Xiaoyue and the boy, there was also an old man who bought flowers and plants with a pole.

Due to the cold climate, the only flowers and plants he sells are camellias and cacti besides wintersweet.

The old man is a businessman, in order to make a living in this cold winter weather, he naturally boasted about his flowers.

This is also the process Luo Qingchen heard from the melon-eating crowd next door.

“As long as it is the flower of my old man Liang, it can not only bloom beautifully in heavy snow, but also attract butterflies to stop.”

Xiaoyue pointed to the cactus and said, “Will it also attract butterflies?”

“Of course! The cactus is The best flowers and plants!”

Ye Yan, who just came back to the inn at this time, couldn’t help but stop, picked up a pot of wintersweet, and said with some pride: “Even if this weather can attract butterflies, it is definitely not in your hands. That cactus, the chance of Wintersweet is much higher.

After hearing that, Xiaoyue cried.

The melon eaters standing next to her popularized it to her again. Xiaoyue and Ye Yan have been childhood sweethearts since they were young.

Both of Xiaoyue’s parents died when she was young, and the shopkeeper saw her begging on the street, so he gave her a shelter.

Playing Ye Yan since childhood is like playing with Xiaoyue. Ye Yan is smart and knows everything. Xiaoyue has studied something for a long time, and Ye Yan can give her the answer in minutes.

Over time, Xiaoyue began to hate people like Ye Yan. No matter what is the first, is high above.

Even in the imperial examination, he can be the number one scholar and rank first.

The most important thing is that this champion man has liked to sing against her since he was a child. She said one, and he said two. Even if there is no right or wrong, Ye Yan can say that he is absolutely right.

Xiaoyue is in a bad mood recently, and the shopkeeper always asks her to observe the women who come and go, and if there are any good ones, she will introduce them to Ye Yan.

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in Xiaoyue’s heart, as if a big stone was blocked in her chest.

But at this time, Ye Yan wanted to provoke her!

He knew that cactus was her favorite flower and plant all her life, but he wanted to sing against her.

Why do I like cactus, probably because cactus looks like her! She doesn’t look so good-looking, but she is always so strong.

“Xiaoyue, don’t cry. You should read more books. Have you seen when cactus can attract butterflies.” Ye Yan shrugged and said with a chuckle: “Otherwise you will be a joke to others.”

Listening to Ye Yan’s arrogant tone, why is it so unsatisfactory.

“What an arrogant tone!” Luo Qingchen raised her clear eyes, her white clothes fluttered, and a faint indifference flashed in her eyes.

[End of This Chapter]