Gu Youyou was speechless, wondering why the old lady, knowing full well her health wasn't good, still arranged for her to go admire the plum blossoms so enthusiastically. It turned out this was her idea.
Huh, she didn't ask Jin Zijin last night if he was going, did she?
Alas! He probably wouldn't go, he's a "pure and desireless" Taoist, after all. How could he go to such a place?
In the carriage, Lin Qianqing chuckled, "Grandmother is getting more and more long-winded as she ages."
"If the grandmother hears you, watch out for your hide."
"Hehe, it's because she can't hear that I said it."
Outside the city was a plum grove, vibrant with a cacophony of colors.
To describe this plum grove as 'a cacophony of gorgeous colors' was spot on because the plum blossoms here were not the common shades of pink and white, but rather came in a variety of colors.
Gu Youyou stood still, her face lit with wonder.
She liked plum blossoms, particularly the strange and rare breeds.