On this day, the sky was shining brightly, the sun was warm and the wind was gentle. The head of the family knew that Young Master He Jiyang was famous all over the world for his grace and beauty. The entire Feng Mansion, from the young lady and his wife to the maids and children, were already full of expectations to see the appearance of the He family.
In view of my brother’s dignity, I simply issued an order that on the day of the reception, everyone in the Feng family must be present!
As soon as they heard that the master had created such an opportunity for everyone, almost all the girls in the Feng family became excited. However, while they were extremely happy, they were also worried about how to dress up. Especially those young ladies who were about to get married.
They all took out all the jewelry they had packed at the bottom of the box. For them, this was not like a welcome, but like a palace draft!
A young talent like He Jiyang who is famous all over the world is naturally the main target of the girls' chat. Therefore, the identity, background, interests and hobbies of the young master of the He family have long been known to everyone. At this moment, there are hundreds of people in the Feng family mansion.
The girl's boudoir was filled with sounds of dressing up and joyful play.
The moment for Mr. He's arrival was coming soon, and Xiaoli, who was also full of expectations, could no longer care about his young lady at this moment, and spent the whole morning hiding in her boudoir and busy.
"Miss, what do you think of my outfit?" Xiao Lijiao asked as she stepped into Feng Yuchen's room with a smile. Feng Yuchen, who was embroidering cross-stitch at this moment, raised his head slightly and couldn't help joking: "I thought...
Who wants the eldest daughter to be my husband’s eldest daughter?”
"Miss, you are so mean! You are still making fun of me at this time! Do you really not want to come with me to see it?" Xiaoli stared at the picturesque and clear lady in front of her, and she was really a little crazy.
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Perhaps for some girls, standing in front of Feng Yuchen would inevitably lead to some degree of jealousy, but for Xiaoli, who had grown up with her, this young lady of hers was truly unbelievably beautiful.
Her every smile, every move seems to control a kind of power, a special magic that can pull the soul of the viewer, making people forget everything around them, even themselves, in that moment.
"I'm not going, I still have something to embroider. Just tell me something interesting when you come back later." Feng Yuchen turned down Xiaoli's invitation with an expression on his face. Perhaps it was because more and more people were staying at the gate.
More and more, there was already a faint noise coming into the west courtyard. Yu Chen bowed slightly and reached out to close the curtain. Silence was the most peaceful destination for her.
"Then I'll go first, miss. I'll bring you some snacks later today." After Xiaoli finished speaking, without hesitation, she turned around and headed towards the main entrance of Feng Mansion. It's worth mentioning that this girl was useless.
As she ran forward, she jumped into the air like a cicada and a swallow. A bright light flashed outside her body, as if a mysterious force gently lifted her body up.
At that time, there were about two hundred people standing around the front door of the Feng family, bustling and whispering to each other, especially the young girls and ladies who were dressed up in dazzling clothes. Everyone's face was filled with intense joy, and one after another they shouted.
The expression of joy that symbolizes the date's lover.
The small group of people closest to the gate are the real core figures of the Feng family, that is, the head of the family, Feng Zhiheng, and his direct descendants.
Because Xiaoli spent most of her time with Feng Yuchen, she didn't have many maid friends in the entire Feng Mansion, so she had to find a corner with a better viewing angle to stand.
After a while, Feng Zhiheng, who was in the middle, raised his hand and waved upward. The extremely open door of Feng Mansion suddenly became silent. Everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped abruptly at this sudden moment, and their heartbeats were beating wildly.
Under the guidance, all the young girls had blushing cheeks and stared in the direction of the door, for fear of missing a moment of Young Master He who was about to appear!
Feng Zhiheng raised his arm and waved it back, signaling the doormen on both sides to open the door. All the Feng family members behind him also adjusted their manners, not daring to make any mistakes.
It is said that the Feng Mansion City Gate has almost reached the level of the Imperial City. With more than two hundred people looking through the magnificent double-open copper gate, everything within a few hundred meters outside the city can be seen at a glance.
At this moment, it was the zenith of the sun. The most obvious change in front of everyone was the inexplicable appearance of several thin clouds in the sky, covering up the scorching sun. No one appeared outside the city.
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Just when everyone felt at a loss, there seemed to be a misty atmosphere in the air, making everyone feel like they were in a fairyland. The faint fragrance of orchid and musk mixed with this hazy atmosphere penetrated into everyone's mouth and nose.
Even Xiaoli, who was in the corner with extraordinary spiritual power, felt like she was in a dream at this moment. Everything in front of her seemed unreal, but it was always attracting her.
In a trance, a gentle breeze rose over the Feng Mansion, and then endless pink and white snowflake petals appeared out of thin air, rising and falling with the wind. This strange phenomenon suddenly caused the entire Feng Mansion to marvel! Many maids and ladies who lived deep in the mansion,
This was the first time in my life that I saw such a strange sight, and I was immediately stunned.
Xiaoli felt better. She stretched out her hand to take a few snow petals, but found that the snow petals were not transformed into the snow petals, but were transformed into them by extremely pure spiritual power. It must be the spiritual power of the cousin of the He family.
Caused by.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, mixed with the dense fragrance, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
"What a Can Xue Lingdao! The Nanjun He family is truly worthy of its reputation!" Feng Zhiheng calmly looked up to the sky, as if waiting for something.
High in the sky, the snowflakes flying all over the sky suddenly condensed at a distance of tens of meters above everyone's heads! Like a violent and infinite cave, the remaining snow from all directions was swept to the center, and then kept compressed together until
It condensed to the height of a person before slowing down, and then there was a fierce explosion, and the violent impact resounded throughout the sky, splashing out endless petals of flying snow.
In the dusk snow, a white figure floated down, descending like a god from the nine heavens. At this moment, all the girls from the Feng family were so excited that they couldn't shout out, looking straight up at this god-like existence.
He was born with a pair of lavender pupils, which are as fascinating as the wind, flowers, snow and moon wrapped around the world. On both sides of the sharp outline, there is a head of elegant long black and white hair. A folding fan is swaying gracefully in his hand, and the remaining petals of flying snow are scattered all over his body.
It moved with an overflowing lavender light.
When Yan Li in the sea of memory saw this scene, for some reason, he suddenly thought of that guy Lintian for no reason!
"Is it possible that He Jiyang has some connection with Lintian?" With this question, Yan Li once again returned to the past space of the memory fragment.
"This, this is the legendary Master He? He doesn't look like a person from this world! He looks like a fairy!"
"Wow! If he could come to me and say a few words, I would be willing to die right now!"
As He Jiyang stood down, the girls who had been so excited that they were stagnant in place all regained their consciousness again. They were either still staring at this handsome young boy infatuatedly, or they were pulling the sisters beside them to smile.
The whispers began.
Xiao Li in the corner was looking at the middle of the field with some confusion, unable to take her eyes back.
"Jin Yu, nephew of the He family in Nanjun, has met Uncle Feng!" He Jiyang said this, and his heavenly voice once again made the girls roar uncontrollably. Feng Zhiheng also looked at He Jiyang with a smile and raised his hand to stop him.
The restlessness of the girls behind him.
He Jiyang danced lightly with a folding fan in his hand, his posture was chic and calm, and he always kept a calm smile on his face. After a few brief conversations with Feng Zhiheng, he greeted his nominal relatives and sisters one by one.
Feng Qingyi still looked carefree as usual. Seeing He Jiyang's appearance, he was finally brought back to his senses by Feng Yuxuan beside him. Now seeing him greeting her, he finally managed to close his mouth that had been open for a long time.
Together, I was so panicked that I couldn't even speak.
"Hey, hello, Cousin He, you are so handsome!" Feng Qingyi couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and almost rushed towards He Jiyang with bared teeth and claws. If Feng Zhiheng hadn't coughed in time to save the situation, I'm afraid that
It's going to be a joke.
"This flowery girl must be Yu Xuan's cousin! I have always admired the girl's fame and beauty, and I am lucky to meet her this time when I come to the royal city!"
He Jiyang bowed slightly in the direction of Feng Yuxuan. A few beautiful blows made Feng Yuxuan's face look like a peach blossom, making her look even more delicate and charming. The hearts of the girls around him seemed to be on fire! Cousin from the He family came up and said:
Praising Ye Yuxuan is not a pleasant thing in the eyes of any girl.
Immediately afterwards, He Jiyang also greeted the other main members of the Feng family one by one. Then, as he raised his folding fan, eight masked guards in black appeared strangely outside the gate, carrying two huge boxes and flashed into the house.
.Their bodies were as fast as ghosts, which made Feng Zhiheng and others sigh in their hearts.
"My nephew offered me a few small gifts on behalf of my father. It's not respectful, but Uncle Wangfeng accepted it with a smile."
When Feng Zhiheng saw this, he was polite to He Jiyang for a while, then raised his hand and saluted, and let He Jiyang into the house.
All the girls also cheered and hugged each other, smiling coquettishly and walking towards the house with He Jiyang and others. As for the maids who had not experienced enough eye addiction, they could only disperse with sad faces. After all, they were such poor people
No one is allowed to enter the guest room in the mansion without permission.
Xiaoli in the corner just woke up from a dream and walked out of the corner with heavy steps.
The snowflakes on the ground that originally appeared with He Jiyang have disappeared. The snowflakes that surged with the spiritual power are naturally controlled by He Jiyang's spiritual power. Xiaoli spread out her hand holding the remaining petals of the snowflakes, caressed them a few times, and then
I saw a flash of light on her fingertips, and a stream of spiritual power was injected into the remaining petals of the snowflakes. Then she smiled and walked towards the West Garden.
The curtain that was peacefully there was stirred by a surge of spiritual energy for a moment, and a few strands of hair on the temples drooped in the wind and dust. He casually held it behind the ear, and the gentle movement seemed to
It slows down the flow of time, making everything in the room hazy, like a dream that is both real and illusory.
Xiaolijiao smiled and ran towards the door. Just as she was about to step into the house, at this moment, time and space froze in place. It was as if all the enthusiasm in her heart was extinguished when she saw such a picture in front of her.
, just like the curtain returning to its past at this moment, the fragrance lingering on the body at this moment.
She pulled back, not wanting to move forward. She would feel that she was a sinner if she broke this peaceful moment.
"Come in, what are you looking at?" Feng Yuchen didn't raise her head. At this moment, she really didn't want to see anyone or hear any sound, but she didn't want to see Xiaoli coming with joy and feel discouraged.