The spring chill lingered, and a snowfall occurred last night. The red plum blossoms in the yard looked even more fresh and elegant against the snow.
Imu's leg started hurting in the middle of the night, and he couldn't sleep until dawn, when it got a little better.
Junior Brother Xu Zang came in from outside, his clothes still damp with melted snow. He brought a cool breeze to the bedside and showed his newly acquired pet, Yi Mu, as if it were a treasure.
"Mumu, look!"
Yi Mu sat up in bed and saw that he was holding a white cicada pupa in his hand. The pupa was wriggling in his palm, and it was disgusting.
Upon seeing this, the servant Yuanbao quickly stepped forward to block Xu Zang's outstretched hand.
"Oh dear, Junior Uncle, this thing is dirty. Don't let it fall on our young master. Please put it away quickly."
Yi Mu leaned against the headboard, yawned, and thought Yuan Bao was exaggerating. "It's okay, I'm not a porcelain doll..."
Yuanbao interrupted him, disagreeing, "You're so weak, you're practically a porcelain doll. I have to take good care of you, or the patriarch will definitely punish me when he comes back."
Xu Zang was an idiot, but he could understand human speech.
He carefully put away his new pet, wiped his hands clean on his clothes, and then went to hold his second senior brother's hand.
"Mumu, the weather outside is so nice, the sun is shining brightly, come out with me and get some sun."
Yuanbao felt that Xu Zang was annoying from the bottom of his heart. "Junior Uncle, it's snowing heavily outside and the wind is strong. Young Master has a leg ailment and it's inconvenient for him to go out. You go out and play by yourself."
Disappointment immediately appeared on Xu Zang's face. Yi Mu hadn't gone out during the entire cold snap and was feeling suffocated indoors.
He lifted the covers and asked Yuanbao to help him change his clothes. After breakfast, they would go to the back garden to admire the plum blossoms.
Xu Zang got out of bed early in the morning and went out to play wildly, even though his stomach was still empty.
After having breakfast together at Yimu's place, the two brothers followed the path to the back garden.
There's nothing else on Fuyang Mountain, but plum blossoms are the most abundant, and each courtyard has a different variety of plum blossoms.
The plum blossoms in the backyard are 'Golden Green Calyx', a very light-colored, pale yellowish-green that almost blends into the snow. However, the flower heads are larger than other plum blossoms, with petals overlapping one another, making them very beautiful.
Yuanbao had only been in the mountain for half a year, but he was clever and likable. Without Yi Mu giving any instructions, he had already arranged for people to spread out writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones in the pavilion and added four braziers, making the small pavilion as warm as early summer.
When Xu Zang was with his fellow disciples, he was always like a monkey, never able to find a moment of peace.
But if he sits with Yimu all day, he won't misbehave.
Yi Mu sat at his desk painting, and he sat obediently beside him. The guard, Nie San, held his sword and stood silently by his side.
The four disciples of Fuyang Mountain were all exceptionally handsome.
The eldest disciple, Jieyu, is masculine and imposing, standing eight feet tall. He just inherited the position of mountain lord last year and married the daughter of the martial arts alliance leader. Now, the mountain lord's wife is pregnant and is not used to living on Fuyang Mountain, so the couple went to the martial arts alliance. Counting the days, she will give birth soon.
The second disciple, Yi Mu, did not possess the unparalleled martial arts skills of his senior brother, but he had a brilliant mind. He was a genius with three parts talent and two parts wealth, and his surname was Yi. No one outside knew what he looked like; they only knew that this money-grubbing young master was a cripple.
Yang Xiaoqing, the third disciple, is a master of poison medicine. He is ruthless and has an effeminate appearance. He travels around the country and rarely returns to Fuyang Mountain. However, everyone outside knows that he comes from Fuyang Mountain and is the third in line.
Junior Brother Xu Zang is more handsome than all his fellow disciples combined, and he is also of noble status as the Crown Prince.
But fate played a cruel trick on him. When the noble Crown Prince was ten years old, he caught a cold and, upon waking up, was left mentally impaired by the fever.
He remained foolish for ten years.
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