The next day, Qingcheng got up early in the morning, sat in front of the palace gate, and looked at the red sun rising from the east.
When the sun rises in the east, Qingcheng is watching, but no one pays attention.
When the sun was at its peak, Qingcheng had eaten and continued to watch.
Seeing Qingcheng like this, the worried Butterfly waved his hand in front of her eyes several times, and he also touched her head to see: It's nothing! Finally he couldn't help it anymore: "Miss, what are you looking at?"
"Sun." Qingcheng didn't even look back.
"Why do you want to look at the sun?" The butterfly looked up and saw that there was nothing strange about it.
"Watch when it falls!"
Butterfly was startled and raised his hand to touch Qingcheng's forehead: "Are you okay?"
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In the evening, after staring at the sun in Qingcheng all day, it climbed to the top of the mountain and refused to be defeated. It tried its best and its face turned red.
When the moon vaguely reveals its blurry white outline, it looks like a lazy girl, slowly climbing up into the sky.
"Butterfly." Qingcheng shouted loudly, turned around and ran towards the house.
Butterfly ran out of the room in panic: "Miss, what's wrong?"
Qingcheng faced her and supported her: "Hurry and dress me up."
Butterfly's eyes widened in surprise: "Is there another palace banquet today?"
"No." Qingcheng said and walked inside. Seeing that there was no palace maid inside, he looked back and smiled sweetly: "I have a date!"
Butterfly said "Oh", her eyes flickered and she said nothing. Instead, she lowered her head and rummaged through the cabinets to help Qingcheng find clothes.
One by one they were put on and one by one they were taken off.
"Alas!" Looking at the clothes on the ground, Qingcheng sighed: "Why do I have so few clothes! Not even anything that can be worn out?"
"Miss." Butterfly looked at Qingcheng strangely: "Didn't you think you had too many clothes before?"
"Oh! Is there any?" Qingcheng continued to flip through the pages and asked casually.
"Yes." Butterfly was very sure.
Qingcheng picked a simple black coat with red edges and compared it to his body: "It's okay, just okay!"
Carefully put on light makeup, her temples were held high by butterflies. Qingcheng looked left and right and picked out a strand, so she had a touch of elegance. Qingcheng tried all the jade rings, golden hairpins and beads in the jewelry box, and finally
He chose the Lingxiao pin that was all white and exquisitely made, and inserted a few tiny silver petals next to it, like stars surrounding it. Caressing the beads on his wrist, Qingcheng chose the matching earrings.
After getting dressed, Qingcheng looked sideways. The neckline was a little wide, revealing a neck as clean as snow. Qingcheng tied the narrow waist with a wide red ribbon, and the long tassels were tied into a butterfly knot.
To the bottom of the skirt.
"Yeah! Very beautiful!" Qingcheng touched his face, turned around and grabbed the butterfly who was standing there, "Let's go!"
The bright moon shines in the sky, giving everything on the ground a layer of illusory silver. As a result, the shadows become thicker, the lake surface becomes brighter, and the scales glow with a cold light.
The Fengbo Pavilion was hidden in the large shadows. Qingcheng let go of Butterfly's hand, and the pavilion was empty - Yifei hadn't come yet!
Did he come too early? Then just wait! Qingcheng looked at where Yifei might appear and didn't dare to blink.
After a long time, Yifei still hasn't come. Qingcheng is suspicious: Did he hear wrongly? Yifei didn't make an appointment with him!
A figure appeared under the bright moonlight, walking towards the Fengbo Pavilion. In the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly. Qingcheng hurriedly greeted him: "Yifei, is that you?"
The visitor was startled, stopped and raised his head. This time Qingcheng could see clearly: "It's a young man, he looks familiar."
When the young man saw Qingcheng, he immediately bowed: "Your Highness, the eldest prince will not come tonight! Beimu Kingdom has established a new king. The emperor sent him to congratulate him, and he will not come back for half a month."
It was like someone poured a basin of cold water on the head, Qingcheng felt chilled from head to toe.
The man didn't wait for Qingcheng's reply, turned around and walked back alone, and disappeared after a moment.
Qingcheng sat on the pavilion in despair. The butterfly did not know where it had gone and disappeared.
"Qingcheng, are you really here?" A voice with unbearable surprise sounded from behind. Qingcheng was startled, stood up and turned around to look back, it was Xuanyuan Chengtian.