She carefully lifted up the hem of her skirt and stepped forward. She did not dare to give him her strength, so she could only clumsily hold on to the carriage body and step on.
He watched her quietly as she squeezed into the fairly spacious car, and then slowly released her hands until she was seated firmly. Then she leaned back on the comfortable cushions and closed her eyes.
Mai Mai breathed out softly. It was really awkward for the two of them to be alone like this in a small space. The carriage started to move forward, as if it was well-trained, the speed was always consistent, and the car body did not shake.
His eyes wandered around, his hands holding the corners of his clothes and fiddling with them in a boring way. Occasionally, he would catch a glimpse of his tired face. It was like a handsome and elegant statue, beautiful in beauty, but unable to feel any life. This happened more than once.
There is a feeling that his existence is just a beautiful and illusory dream.
Suddenly, the pair of long eyelashes squirmed slightly, and Mai Madan nervously averted her eyes, her pretty face was flushed, and she lowered her head in annoyance. Oh my God, what was she doing? She would actually do such a shameful thing.
Peeping on people while they are sleeping?
On the pale cheeks, the tight thin lips were slightly raised...
The carriage slowly stopped as Mai Mai kept blaming himself, and his eyes slowly opened at the same moment. Mai Mai had to suspect a problem, he was not asleep at all.
The curtain was opened, and Xiao Yu stood outside the car with a sweet smile, "King Wang, we're here."
"Well," Wan Qixun glanced at Mai Mai and gave a brief instruction, "You and Xiao Yu will wait outside."
"Oh." As soon as Mai Mai touched those clear eyes, he immediately lowered his head and responded randomly.
The solemn hall is filled with the golden body of the Buddha. High incense is lit, and green smoke is lingering. The incense candles on the table make a "sizzling" sound from time to time. The hall is filled with the sound of chanting scriptures. People sitting together in the center of the hall are
Eighteen old monks in cassocks, surrounded by emperors and ministers headed by Emperor Zong, were all waiting for the result devoutly.
Time passed by, and with everyone's expectations, the eighteen eminent monks finally put down their wooden chaats, slowly stood up, walked to the Emperor Zong, clasped their hands together, "Your Majesty, the Buddha has made it clear...
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Mai Mai strolled leisurely in the imperial garden outside the main hall, admiring many rare flowers that she couldn't name. But no matter how she looked at them, she couldn't like them as much as the lily of the valley in Nianxi Palace.
Xiao Yu followed beside him, constantly guessing about the dragon girl. It is said that the last dragon girl was found in a very remote fishing village, but unfortunately she died of illness a year later. Therefore, Sa Qichao had five cities.
The Dragon Girl didn't appear anymore.
Judging from Xiao Yu's admiring tone, this ancient dragon girl should be exactly the same as a modern idol star. Mai Mai just smiled at this.
"Sister Xuanyun, please wait here while I go get some refreshments." After talking for an unknown amount of time, Xiaoyu dropped a sentence with a dry mouth and left quickly.
Mai Mai shook his head and laughed. This Xiaoyu would only be gentle in front of Wan Qihan. Normally, he is no different from a child who has not grown up.
The morning sun in June is warm and comfortable. There is no scorching sun, so you can enjoy the sunshine as much as you want. There is a light fragrance floating in the air, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, refreshing your heart. Mai Mai pulled out two small smiles and closed them.
My eyes greedily enjoy the fragrance here.
Breeze after breeze blew by, stirring up the sea of flowers all around. For a time, hundreds of flowers were blooming, and they were so beautiful. In this breathtakingly beautiful scenery, only the light blue stood out.
When Emperor Zong and others rushed here impatiently, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.
Is she the woman in blue standing among the flowers? Her temperament is noble and elegant, just like a fairy who has transformed into a mortal, with a quiet and gentle expression.
Isn't she the abandoned concubine of King Qing, the daughter of the Lan family who now lives in Nianxi Palace?