Bees buzzed busily among the flowers, darting back and forth to collect sweet nectar. Occasionally, a few butterflies would join the feast, fluttering and dancing, adding a touch of life and vitality to the peach grove.
The peach grove was more than just a scenic spot for flower viewing; it was a place where the soul could find purification. Here, one could momentarily forget the troubles of the mundane world, immersing oneself in the embrace of nature to feel a sense of peace and harmony. The beauty of the grove lay not merely in its appearance, but in the solace it offered to the heart.
Just as Su Shi'an was lost in the sight of the gorgeous, poetic peach grove, feeling as if she had stepped into a fairyland and becoming intoxicated by the petals dancing through the air, she was in high spirits. It was then that a young man, roughly the age of Luo Chu, walked toward them. With a cold expression and a stern look, he said, "These are just Maotao trees. The peaches they bear are not only hard and foul-tasting, but very small as well. Young Master, you really shouldn't..."
Chapter 126