The two exchanged sincere yet elegant compliments, and after a warm greeting, they crossed the threshold of the Prince's mansion side by side.
Along the way, Lin Fu heard many strange tales about the Prince Zhao's Mansion in Jinxiu County. He secretly pondered these things and did a lot of mental preparation.
But the moment he stepped into the Prince's mansion, the scene before him struck him like a thunderbolt, leaving him stunned and speechless for a long time.
Compared to the somber and oppressive atmosphere of the royal palaces in the capital, which seemed to be sealed by the dust of time, this place was a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere of the palaces in the capital.
The Prince Zhao's Mansion in Jinxiu County was also magnificent and resplendent, with carved beams and painted rafters.
Yet it is brimming with vibrant life force, like a magnificent spring scene where all things flourish and spring is ever-lasting, with every corner brimming with dynamism and vitality.
This is not meant to belittle the Prince's Mansion in the capital; rather, the landscape here is so ingeniously conceived and unique that it is truly breathtaking.
Upon entering the Prince's Mansion, a winding, seemingly endless corridor immediately comes into view.
The corridor exudes a rustic and profound charm, with the wooden pillars and beams bearing the clear grain of time.
Silently recounting bygone days, the traces of time have etched a unique sense of vicissitude upon it.
However, upon closer inspection, the emerald green vines climbing and twining between the pillars and beams resemble a group of lively and playful sprites, instantly breaking the dull atmosphere brought by the ancient simplicity.
These vines grow wildly from all directions, intertwining and weaving a lush green net, full of vitality.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the vines, breaking into fragments and streaks of golden light that cascaded down the corridor floor.
It's like a layer of fine gold leaf, which not only perfectly dispels the summer heat but also creates a dreamy and warm atmosphere for the corridor.
As you stroll along the long corridor, the light and shadows under your feet change, and with each step, the light and shadow seem to come alive, dancing at your toes and ankles.
It's like stepping into a fantastical tunnel through time, with each step accompanied by the gentle caress of light and shadow, creating a feeling of pure bliss.
The long corridor, like a flowing ribbon, cleverly connects every corner of the palace, making it accessible in all directions. No matter where you go, you can feel the convenience and unique charm it brings.
Even in the scorching heat of midsummer, walking through it keeps the heat at bay.
A cool breeze rose quietly from the soles of my feet and seeped gently into my hair, making me feel comfortable all over, as if I were being soothed by a pair of gentle hands.
Every exit of the corridor is an ultimate feast for the eyes and nose.
The place was surrounded by blooming flowers, all kinds of flowers seemed to have received an urgent invitation from spring, and they were all blooming wildly, vying for beauty.
The red color is as fiery as fire, like the burning passion of youth, blazing brightly under the summer sun.
The pink color is delicate and tender, like the blush of a shy young girl, carrying a hint of bashfulness and coquettishness.
Pure white like snow, like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs, living apart from the world.
The rich floral fragrance, like an invisible yet powerful veil, permeated every inch of the air in the Prince's Palace. Taking a deep breath, the intoxicating aroma penetrated straight to the heart.
The sweet aroma permeated every part of the body, making one feel intoxicated and refreshed.
Wandering among the flowers, it felt as if I had stumbled into the idyllic paradise described by Tao Yuanming, or stepped into a dreamlike ocean of flowers.
Every step is surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, every glance is a riot of colors, butterflies and bees flit busily among the blossoms, their buzzing sounds weaving a beautiful symphony of nature.
Inside the palace, artificial hills are scattered like stars, each with a unique shape, and each one is like a work of art carefully sculpted by nature.
Some tower into the clouds, like sharp swords pointing straight to the sky, carrying a magnificent momentum as they break through the clouds.
Some meander and twist, like immortals leisurely pointing the way, their every move exuding an ethereal and otherworldly charm.
Some are sturdy and heavy, like a crouching tiger, full of power, as if they are about to take off at any moment.
The flowing water surrounds the artificial hill, sometimes gurgling and sometimes rushing, splashing up white water droplets and making a crisp and cheerful sound.
Or a gentle stream, like a whispered murmur, tells of the tenderness of time.
The flowing water and the tranquil rockery complement each other, one dynamic and one still, creating a harmonious blend that adds a touch of natural wildness.
It filled the entire palace with vigor and vitality, as if every inch of the land had been infused with the power of life.
The ponds are like scattered pearls, and almost every villa has its own private space.
Occasionally, colorful koi carp leap joyfully out of the water like nimble arrowheads, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
The scales shimmered with iridescent light in the sunlight before falling into the water with a "plop," splashing up layers of sparkling water droplets.
Water droplets splashed and scattered, landing on the lotus leaves, just like round pearls rolling and jumping in a jade plate, refracting a charming luster.
The lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom, crowding together and creating a lively scene.
Some petals are fully open, revealing tender yellow lotus pods, like graceful young girls, generously displaying their beauty, their slender waists swaying gently in the breeze.
Some are still tightly closed flower buds, plump and full, as if accumulating infinite power, ready to break through their constraints and bloom in their own splendor.
Lotus flowers come in a variety of colors, including delicate pink and white, which are fresh and refined, carrying a touch of otherworldly purity.
It has a delicate rose-red color, as passionate as fire, and it is even more eye-catching against the backdrop of green leaves.
There's also a refreshing pale purple, mysterious and enchanting, as if it holds endless stories.
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