Chapter 327 Beautiful Scenery

I used to think that the Northwest was just endless desert, but I never imagined that it had such a gorgeous and colorful side.

They rode their horses to climb up the towering dam of the Geer River. When they reached the top, the endless blue sky was as clear as if washed by water, and the myriad of changing white clouds were like rolling cotton balls blown by the wind, randomly covering the sky.

The ground is made of brown sandstone, divided evenly and finely into small depressions. The depressions are filled with sapphire-like lake water. Just like this, the entire Geer River is paved with water one by one.

"There are sapphires everywhere. If they are not too big, I would like to pick up a few and bring them back to my father."

The woman who had been following them said.

Lan Qinghe explained with a smile.

"Beautiful things can eat people. Do you know why there are no footprints of people going there? The lack of people is one reason, and there is another reason. There are poisonous snakes in the lake, and there are huge numbers of them. Going there will only result in death."

Wen Zhiheng said.

"Maybe. It must have some means to keep its current beauty. Otherwise, would those profit-seeking people have allowed us to come and see it today?"

Mrs. Lan smiled, and dimples appeared on her cheeks.

"These beautiful views can only be found in Geerchuan. The beauty is formed under the favorable conditions of time, place and people. The existence of poisonous snakes is caused by the discord among people. This is a kind of balance. Fate always makes so many impossibilities possible."

The accompanying woman said.

"It's so complicated. I only know that beauty is beauty. Even though it is poisonous, it doesn't affect my love for it at all."

Lan Qinghe and Mrs. Lan smiled at each other.

When I was young, I looked at things simply and purely. Unlike them, I always had to explore the things behind them, which was really tiring.

"My lord, you have been riding for so long, would you like to get off and rest?"

She shook her head.

"I'm not tired. You don't need to take care of me."

Lan Qinghe and Wen Zhiheng rode on their horses, leisurely strolling ahead.

"She is the only daughter of Duke Jingguo. Duke Jingguo was injured and had to stay at home. Her achievements made His Majesty confer her the title of Princess to ensure that she would have no worries in her later years."

"Yan Ming's daughter?"

"Exactly."

"How's it been with you guys?"

"Yan Ming's late wife and my wife are cousins, and he is used to his own daughter. He said he was tired of staying in Kyoto, so he sent his daughter to me. Now it's been three months, and I haven't seen him come to pick her up."

Wen Zhiheng didn't want to listen to other people's family affairs. He just looked at the bright blue star lake, which was shrouded in a scorching halo, quiet and hazy.

"Such a beautiful landscape, how can one not linger?"

"What she misses is the scenery, not the people. Her troubles lie in her heart, not in the things."

Wen Zhiheng understood.

"The scenery she encountered in her life was more open than ours. She traveled all over the world and knew how to make choices. She knew that if the heart is big, the scenery will be pleasant, but if the heart is barren, it will be covered with weeds."

Lan Qinghe was silent for a moment.

"After we get off the river dam, walk ten miles east. I hope Feng likes the roasted mutton there and says it's a must-try. Let's go and try it."

"good."

Mrs. Lan glanced at Yan Youning who was lagging behind and asked hurriedly.

"Princess, what's wrong?"

Yan Youning's eyes sparkled as he looked at the man in front of him, whose every move exuded a natural elegance.

"Aunt, who is this "she" they are talking about?"

Mrs. Lan thought about it and sighed.

"She is a wonderful woman. I think there is no one who doesn't like her."

Yan Youning was very confused. Why did her aunt avoid talking about her name?

The teahouse was surrounded by wilderness and filled with hot smoke.

A few people calmly found a table and sat down.

Maybe the business was too good and they were too busy to serve tea.

Wen Zhiheng went to the tea-pouring area in the store, got the teapot, and poured a bowl for each person.

Yan Youning originally thought that this place was too wild and had some resentment in his heart, but when he saw that several people were relaxed and at ease, especially the young man, every move he made made this shabby teahouse sparkle and shine.

Especially when he poured the tea and passed a cup to herself, her eyes brightened instantly and she just stared at him intently, forgetting even to say thank you.

Wen Zhiheng had thought that the princess was rude before, and now he was really annoyed by her staring at him.

He glanced at her with cold eyes.

"Princess, do you know how to write the word 'impertinent'?"

Yan Youning shook his head.

"How do you write it? Are there many ways to write it?"

Mrs. Lan burst out laughing when she heard this.

"Stop staring at him. It makes him uncomfortable."

Yan Youning said "oh".

"I think he's handsome, like the sapphire blue of the lake in Ge Erchuan."

Wen Zhiheng looked unhappy. He didn't like others commenting on him.

Lan Qinghe stood up.

"I'll go and urge them to see how the store is doing."

After hearing this, Wen Zhiheng followed.

Mrs. Lan spoke to Yan Youning in a low voice.

"He doesn't like to attend those banquets. You probably don't know that he is the prime minister of Daye. Whenever your father sees him, he will take the initiative to greet him."

Yan Youning's eyes became even brighter.

"Oh, he is Wen Zhiheng, the youngest prime minister in Daye."

Mrs. Lan said.

"You can admire him, but don't like him. He has someone in his heart. If you like such a person, you will be miserable."

"I am not afraid of hardship."

Mrs. Lan was very surprised when she heard this.

She didn't listen to her own advice at all!

After a while, Lan Qinghe and Wen Zhiheng came over with plates.

The freshly grilled meat on the plate was still sizzling with oil and steaming, and was finely sprinkled with cumin, which looked very appetizing.

Yan Youning raised his hand, picked up a piece and put it into Wen Zhiheng's bowl.

The three people at the table were stunned for a moment!

Mrs. Lan forced a smile to smooth things over.

She brought Wen Zhiheng's bowl over, placed it in front of her, and then replaced it with another bowl for Wen Zhiheng.

"Princess, my bowl is here, don't pick it up by mistake."

Wen Zhiheng suddenly felt that he had no appetite at all, so he put down his chopsticks without even taking a bite.

Seeing this, Lan Qinghe also put down his chopsticks.

"I wish the wind was a child. Perhaps the taste is far from what we like. I also think it has no taste."

Only then did Yan Youning realize that he had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry, Lord Wen. I just wanted to find an excuse to talk to you because I've heard of your name for a long time. Please don't mind my recklessness."

Wen Zhiheng said coldly.

"You are indeed reckless."

He stood up and said to Lan Qinghe.

"I'm a little tired. Why don't we go home early?"

Lan Qinghe nodded.

Lan Qinghe's mansion was just like the Gobi Desert in the northwest, with no grass growing at all.

Fortunately, the blue bricks on the ground are shiny, making the yard look simple and elegant.

He found a cool spot where the sun couldn't shine, rolled up a book in his hands, leaned back in a rocking chair, and swayed leisurely, imitating Chen Shiyi's lazy behavior and wasting his time.