"I just... caught a fish..." The attendant raised his hand and scratched his head without knowing why.
Jingyue looked at his wet clothes with a complicated expression and said, "Can't even catch a fish?"
The attendant shook his head hurriedly and said: "No, it suddenly turned into water!"
Jingyue looked at him with disdain and said, "Your Highness wants to drink fish soup for lunch today. You can't catch fish, so you want His Highness to drink hot water?"
The attendant immediately lowered his head: "I don't dare!"
"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't catch it, you don't catch it. Why don't you stop fishing?" Jing Yue said lightly.
"Yes."
Upstairs, Chu Jiaoli was leaning against the window looking at the results of her prank. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and smiled muffledly.
"You're lying by the window dressed like this, are you afraid they won't look at you?" A slightly cold voice came from behind.
The girl was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and then her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
Although the clothes were loose on her body, they were clearly wrapped tightly around her. Apart from the lack of patterns, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
She was naturally upset because she was being picked on for no reason, but she was just stunned for a moment, and then she started to smile.
Does he say this because he cares about her?
She turned around and saw Beigong Tengxiao sitting on the chair.
She pouted her lips softly, and said with a mixture of complaints and coquettishness: "You... you know I can't get out, but you still leave me here alone, so boring..."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his finger and pointed at the table and said, "See if you like it." After thinking about it, he added coldly, "It's up to you if you don't like it. We can't stay any longer. Let's leave for Nanyue as soon as possible.
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Chu Jiaoli looked at the table and saw a bulging bundle on the table.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, walked forward and opened it. Inside were three sets of women's clothing, one in light yellow, one in light purple, and one in tender green. They looked older than Beiming's clothing, which was the custom of China and Luo.
Clothing to wear.
She picked up the light purple dress, smiled like a child, and said, "I like it!"
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her expression and did not answer. He raised his hand and picked up a cherry on the table and put it into his mouth to taste.
Chu Jiaoli turned around and glanced at the boat that had continued to sail. There were people on the shore in a hurry.
She was stunned for a moment and said: "Did you stay in Zhongluo for so long specifically to buy clothes for me?"
Beigong Tengxiao paused for a moment, then slowly moved his eyes and said: "I bought it on the way. I was tired of eating the food in the sea, so I asked Jing Ling to row a boat to Zhongluo to buy some food, snacks and the like.
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"Oh..." Chu Jiaoli nodded slightly and looked at the continent. After sunset, it would disappear before her eyes.
Today she stood by the window in a daze for a long time. Zhongluo is her hometown, the place where she grew up for fifteen years. If she had not secretly boarded the ship this time, she might never see this land again in her life.
But for some reason, even though it was rare for her to come back here, she didn't have a strong sense of belonging, or even miss it. On the contrary, Beiming gave her an even stronger sense of belonging.
She frowned in confusion. Could it be that... she was such a heartless person...
Seeing her dazed, Beigong Tengxiao raised his long eyebrows and said, "How long do you want to keep my clothes? Why don't you change quickly?"
Only then did Chu Jiaoli come back to her senses. She immediately grabbed the clothes in her hands and came to the screen to change.
Beigong Tengxiao's fingers were tapping regularly on the table. Just now on the first floor, he witnessed the whole process of the attendant catching the water fish without blinking. It was Beigong Qianqiu and Chu Jiao Xingxue.
The magical skill of water control.
In recent days, he did notice the familiar ring on her right hand. This girl is not simple.
Is it his imagination? This girl... always feels that she is somehow related to Chu Jiaoli.
He once suspected that she was Chu Jiaoli, but Chu Jiaoli had no strength and was a weak and sickly woman. He and Chu Jiaoli were very close, so naturally she couldn't hide her inner strength from him.<
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After Chu Jiaoli was buried, it only took two months until she appeared, and this girl, with more than ten years of martial arts skills, rejected his conjecture.
But those eyes are exactly the same as Chu Jiaoxing's, and her facial features are five points similar to Chu Jiaoxing's. No matter how you look at her, you feel that she is more like Chu Jiaoxing's sister than Chu Jiaoli.
"Does it look good?"
A sweet voice broke the silence. Beigong Tengxiao raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was wearing a light purple dress. Her graceful figure had a classical charm. She styled her hair casually. It was a thousand years ago.
The favorite hairstyle of Chinese and Romanian girls.
From this point of view, the beauty seems to have returned to the way she was a thousand years ago.
Her facial features are beautiful, her skin is fair and healthy, her peach blossom eyes are wide and round, and she is optimistic and always has an innocent smile. She has exactly the same face, and this look is also the same as Chu's.
Jiaoli is very different.
But it looks pretty good when worn like this.
Bei Gong Tengxiao watched her turn around in front of him with expectant eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "Hardly."
"Oh..." Chu Jiaoli lowered his head in frustration. It seemed that he didn't like this outfit very much.
But...he doesn't seem to be satisfied with himself.
She pursed her lips, not knowing what kind of woman he liked. The maid said that the former Crown Princess liked to wear blue clothes, but there were no blue clothes among these three clothes. If she chose rashly, she might annoy him. After thinking about it, she breathed out softly, that's all, the future is long, he didn't send her back to Zhongluo, their relationship is not too bad.
Prince Ling's Mansion.
Before the happy day was even half over, the guests were dismissed from the house.
There were piles of gifts for Princess Ling in the backyard, and she had not even had time to open any of them.
After the fire was extinguished, Xiang Yinli was burned beyond recognition and turned into a charred corpse.
Beigong Qianling looked at Xiang Yinli who was carried out and knelt down with a dull expression.
"Your Majesty, you can't kneel down. This is a violation of etiquette." The attendant beside him frowned and pulled his arm.
"Leave me alone!" Beigong Qianling yelled with a hint of crying. His legs had lost strength and he knelt in front of Xiang Yinli.
No one knew the guilt in his heart. He frowned tightly, clutching the collar over his heart with his hand, and his breathing was throbbing.
Xiang Yinli did nothing wrong. He was the one who provoked her in the first place.
He gave her warmth and hope, and he promised to marry her as his concubine and stay with her.
But...why...why did it become such a situation?!
She loves him as before, but he has changed his heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, and the lip he was biting was bleeding.
