Xu niannian found that he had a good conversation, so he found an excuse and said that the garden was beautiful. He took a glass of wine and went to the side, thinking about what conspiracy chief advisor Wang had.
"The flowering period is near, but it has withered?" He stared at the pond of withered lotus leaves in a daze.
At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind, ""This is the Red Lotus of Qingzhou. It only bloomed in the middle of winter and wilted in the beginning of spring. However, the climate of the capital is very different from that of Qingzhou. The Red Lotus does not grow well, so it does not have much ornamental value."
Looking back, it was the beautiful woman.
Xu niannian already knew his identity. He bowed and said, ""Miss Wang."
"Call me simu." She said.
......... "Miss simu," Xu niannian said.