Jiang Nanyan didn't think too much at first, but Huangfulian's deliberately aggravated tone immediately made her understand what Huangfu Ao was going to do while holding Cheng Wuyi.
boom!
Her cheeks instantly flushed red, which was a bit more beautiful than the red plums blooming in the garden.
Jiang Nanyan's shy look made Huangfu Lian's heart itch uncontrollably. He originally wanted to talk and tease her, but thinking that the two of them were still in the Queen Mother's garden at the moment, he didn't do so.
He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and changed the subject, "What did you and your mother do to make these sky lanterns just now?" [
Jiang Nanyan's attention was immediately switched.
She bent down and picked up a finished Kongming Lantern on the ground, "What do you mean?"
Huangfulian nodded, her dark eyes bright.
"The queen mother said that there will be a celebration in the evening, and Kongming lanterns need to be set off to pray for blessings, so she asked me to help."
"This kind of thing can be left to the palace maids in the future. You don't have to do it yourself. The weather is so cold. If your hand is cut by a bamboo stick, I will feel distressed." Huangfulian held her small hand in his big palm.
Stroking back and forth.
"I'm not that delicate!" Jiang Nanyan was still a little unaccustomed to Huangfulian's tenderness regardless of occasion or place, and she blushed uncontrollably.
She looked around and found that the accompanying palace maids and guards were all staring straight ahead with expressionless faces, not looking in their direction at all. The blush on their faces faded slightly.