Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 52: Doubt (1)

Xiao Yao pulled back his whip and snorted softly, "Whoever is unlucky may be unlucky, I will make a mess of your palace when I enter the gate, let's see if you are still proud."

Xiao Yao pulled back his whip and snorted softly, "Whoever is unlucky may be unlucky, I will make a mess of your palace when I enter the gate, let's see if you are still proud."

"As long as you like, you can turn the palace over and over again, and I don't care."

"I know you're rich... Hey, the emperor is back, you should stay away from me." Xiao Yao saw Feng Luoxuan wearing a black sacrificial robe embroidered with a golden picture of double dragons and gossip, and wearing bluegrass from southern Xinjiang. , walking towards her steadily, she immediately put away her relaxed flirtation with Yan Chi.

"As long as you like, you can turn the palace over and over again, and I don't care."

"Yao'er, let's go to the spring." Feng Luoxuan walked over and glanced at Yan Chi, expressionlessly pulling her towards the spring, Lian Zhe and Yan Chi followed them.

The shaman-musician at Shenquan was playing solemn music for sacrifices. Xiao Yao couldn't help but look around curiously. Even though it was hundreds of meters away, the bone-chilling chill seeping out of the water still made her feel a chill rushing towards her face.

"I know you're rich... Hey, the emperor is back, you should stay away from me." Xiao Yao saw Feng Luoxuan wearing a black sacrificial robe embroidered with a golden picture of double dragons and gossip, and wearing bluegrass from southern Xinjiang. , walking towards her steadily, she immediately put away her relaxed flirtation with Yan Chi.

"Huh... so it's Bingquan?" Xiao Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Yao has also heard of ice springs in modern times, but this is the first time he has seen them. It is said that ice springs originate from the deep layers of the earth and are formed by melting underground permafrost ice. It is filtered by layers of rock and seeps out of the ground, and it will not freeze when it is more than ten degrees below zero, so it is called a glacier spring.

"Yao'er, let's go to the spring." Feng Luoxuan walked over and glanced at Yan Chi, expressionlessly pulling her towards the spring, Lian Zhe and Yan Chi followed them.

"Bingquan? This word is quite appropriate. The spring water of Shenquan is icy cold, but it does not freeze all year round. Fengguo is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The temperature is extremely high in summer, and the spring water is still cold." Feng Luoxuan said.

The shaman-musician at Shenquan was playing solemn music for sacrifices. Xiao Yao couldn't help but look around curiously. Even though it was hundreds of meters away, the bone-chilling chill seeping out of the water still made her feel a chill rushing towards her face.

Not far from the spring, there is a small pool that is irrigated from the spring, which is convenient for Wu Zhu in the temple to fetch water every day and worship his ancestors.

"Huh... so it's Bingquan?" Xiao Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Yao ran over excitedly and lay down on the stone beside the small pond. The cold mist floated in the clear spring water, which really smelled divine. Xuan grabbed her and forcibly pulled her up.

Xiao Yao has also heard of ice springs in modern times, but this is the first time he has seen them. It is said that ice springs originate from the deep layers of the earth and are formed by melting underground permafrost ice. It is filtered by layers of rock and seeps out of the ground, and it will not freeze when it is more than ten degrees below zero, so it is called a glacier spring.

Feng Luoxuan scolded: "You are so impatient, how dare you put your bare hands into the spring water."

"Bingquan? This word is quite appropriate. The spring water of Shenquan is icy cold, but it does not freeze all year round. Fengguo is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The temperature is extremely high in summer, and the spring water is still cold." Feng Luoxuan said.

Yan Chi over there hugged her chest and teased her, "Yao'er, your jade hand looks lively and fragrant before you stretch it out, but when you take it back, it turns into a hard icicle."

Not far from the spring, there is a small pool that is irrigated from the spring, which is convenient for Wu Zhu in the temple to fetch water every day and worship his ancestors.

"..." Xiao Yao rolled her eyes, disapproving, she just wanted to touch the surface of the water, so she was not stupid enough to stretch out, and was too lazy to argue with these men. "Why do you call it Shenquan? Is there something magical about this spring water?"

Xiao Yao ran over excitedly, and lay down on the stone beside the small pond. The cold mist floated in the clear spring water, which really smelled divine. Xuan grabbed her and forcibly pulled her up.

Feng Luoxuan scolded: "You are so impatient, how dare you put your bare hands into the spring water."

Yan Chi over there hugged her chest and teased her, "Yao'er, your jade hand looks lively and fragrant before you stretch it out, but when you take it back, it turns into a hard icicle."

"..." Xiao Yao rolled her eyes, disapproving, she just wanted to touch the surface of the water, so she was not stupid enough to stretch out, and was too lazy to argue with these men. "Why do you call it Shenquan? Is there something magical about this spring water?"