Shui Qinglian recovered from her stupor and said timidly, "That flower just now?" "Flowers?" Gong Xuanji wondered, "what flower?" "Nothing." Shui Qinglian was quite sensible and stopped asking. Gong Xuanji raised his eyebrows and saw Si Wuxie coming from a distance. He lowered his eyes slightly and calmly picked up the teacup on the table to drink tea carefully. Perhaps, the peach tree in front...