Chapter 829 The Princess's Marriage is Mighty and Magnificent
The world after the snow is covered in silver.
Although the weather is a bit cold, it is quite pleasant to stay in the temple and hug the fire.
There is food and drink in the Shanfa Hall, so it doesn’t matter even if you can’t enter or leave temporarily.
Shi Li even found a set of precious tea sets and pulled Sen Heng around the stove to make tea.
She is not good at cooking, but the original owner had learned the skill of brewing tea from the best tea master in Dayong. She has the artistic conception and the tea fragrance.
Whether it was her movements or the porcelain containing the tea, both exuded a refinement that did not belong to the North.
Sen Heng held the teacup she handed over, almost not daring to use any force in his hands, and carefully brought it to his mouth.
In fact, I can't taste any special flavor, but I just feel that this tea is made by Shi Li herself, and it is very different.
Shi Li held her cheek with one hand and couldn't help laughing.
"Don't be so careful. If you get sick from drinking, just change a cup." As she spoke, her thick black hair fell from her shoulders like a stream of clear spring water.
The scent of tea, the heavy snow, and the person in front of me.
The years are quiet.
After drinking enough tea, Shi Li took Sen Heng outside to walk in the snow.
There was no one in the wilderness, only white snow as clear as a mirror. Wherever you stepped on it, it would leave a unique mark.
Shi Li held Sen Heng's hand to keep her balance and walked crookedly in the snow, leaving a trail of footprints.
The wind blew the hair around her ears into a mess, and Sen Heng tucked it behind her ears.
He spoke as if possessed by a ghost, "Lili, I feel like I've seen you before and know you."
The cold wind blew his voice into Shili's ears. She looked up in surprise and looked at the young man's deep and handsome face.
The face was obviously unfamiliar and fresh, but the eyes and breath seemed to have been seen hundreds of years ago.
It turns out she's not the only one who feels this way.
[I have to say, this scene in the snow has a damn sense of fate! ]
[Maybe it’s the host’s past life~]
[Is this scientific? ]
[Do you think our live broadcast room is scientific? ]
The comments on the forum were full of discussion about Sen Heng's words, but no consensus could be reached.
An inconspicuous grey pigeon flew silently from a distance, landed on Shi Li's shoulder with familiarity, and cooed twice.
There was a small piece of paper tied to the pigeon's leg with a line of words written on it.
After Shi Li saw clearly, her expression changed slightly.
The scouts who stayed outside told her that after the heavy snow, someone found that Sen Heng was missing and suspected that he had secretly come to the Shanfa Temple.
Shi Li held the note and looked at the suspension bridge from a distance.
It will take at least three days to repair the suspension bridge.
If Sen Heng cannot show up in these three days, I don’t know what the public opinion will be like after three days.
Things are a little tricky.
She wanted to be with Mori Heng forever, not just for these three days.
So, we have to think of a way.
The most clumsy and effective way that can be thought of now is to create some traces of Sen Heng's appearance outside, delay it for three days, and then find an excuse for Sen Heng to be missing for three days.
For the former, the scouts outside can help her do it.
The latter is more difficult and she needs to think about it carefully.
Sen Heng had been standing nearby, witnessing the series of changes in Shi Li's expression. Suddenly, he raised a hand and placed it on her shoulder.
"Lili, you don't need to worry about anything."
"We can't just fight and kill for everything. We have to find ways to solve problems with wisdom."
Shi Li said it seriously as if educating a child.
Mori Heng: ...
Although he knew that Shi Li had misunderstood what he meant, Sen Heng did not explain and just nodded and said "OK" obediently.
Then, he glanced into the distance as if casually.
Shi Li didn't know that a horse-drawn carriage was galloping towards this side from a long distance away.
On the carriage was a monk with a kind face.