Chapter 333 "The Spring Colors of the City"

While Wei Chang Ying was in Xilang remembering the spring snow in the imperial capital, it was raining instead of snowing.

Silky spring rain like a fine needle, look at the soft and gentle, reach out and take it, must still be with the early spring of the weather.

Hit on the eaves of the house, issued a spring silkworms eat leaves like a pleasant rustle, continuous, there is a kind of indescribable tantalizing.

At this time of the year, although you still have to wear a jacket, but the Imperial City, between the pink walls and tiles, washed by the spring rains, such as smoke and mist and such as emerald grass, has been thriving.

is full of spring colors.

The rain sounds like music, and the deep courtyard is silent.

Early spring afternoon, people are most likely to be sleepy. Alone in the study of Song Yuwang busy with official business, only to read a book for a while, the eyes are sore and intolerable, put down the hands of the scrolls, look out