Today is early spring, and the magnolia flowers in the backyard of the palace have sprouted buds, which are pure white with a hint of desolation. The spring breeze blows slowly on the snow-like plump buds of the magnolia flowers, stirring up the faint fragrance of the flowers.
Lan Xi was dressed in a white blue palace maid's uniform, as pure as a magnolia flower today. The hair on her forehead was blown gently by the breeze, and her porcelain-like skin was covered with magnolia pollen. Her bright eyes were lightly closed, and she was blowing a flute carved from white jade. The flute emitted gentle ripples in the soft sunlight. The blood-colored tassels on the tip of the flute were blown everywhere by the wind, like cinnabar slowly smeared in the water.
The sound of the flute attracted a boy of about 19 years old. The boy's ivory-colored wide-sleeved white clothes and cloak were stirred by the floral wind, revealing a nameless flower delicately carved with white jade glass on his chest. The boy's long hair tied high was very eye-catching in the sea of snow-like flowers. He hid in the corner and secretly stared at Lan Xi. There was a trace of sadness on his moving face, but his thin rouge-colored lips were slightly raised.
Lan Xi seemed to be aware of the young man. She opened her dark eyes slightly and looked at Lin Mo with a slow flash of light.
Lan Xi frowned slightly and said in surprise: "Prince?"
Lin Mo was immediately confused and didn't know what to do, and was slightly startled.