She must be like what those three lines of poetry say, not to be confused in her heart, not trapped in emotions, not afraid of the future, not to dwell on the past, not to be restless in fate, and not to have faith in heaven!
She, Bei Mingyue, will be proud and proud in this life, and will never be scorned by those scumbags again!
“What a poem!”
The young man in green clapped his hands suddenly, nodded approvingly, and then smiled again, pointing to the pot of Night Lily that Bei Mingyue had coveted for a long time, "You can take the Night Lily you want, I'm sorry.
I'm rude, may I ask what the girl's name is?"
Bei Mingyue only thought about the pot of night lily of the valley. When the young master in Qingyi asked this, she didn't think there was any problem. She watched Nangong Lin's accompanying boy carefully holding up the flower pot, and then turned around, feeling very happy.
He said, "Call me Yue. Thank you for the You Ye Linglan, sir."
"Yue? What a name!"
The young man in green nodded, stroking his fan and smiling softly. His eyes met Nangong Lin's behind her inadvertently, and in an instant, he said, "If Yue doesn't mind, you can call me Rui."
"Rui...sees far-reachingly, is wise and wise, and is a good name."
Bei Mingyue nodded in agreement and didn't think much about it. However, Nangong Lin, who had been silent for a long time, smiled, took Bei Mingyue's hand, and said softly, "Ayue, it's almost time. You go back with the boy first.
Prepare for entering the palace tonight, I have something else to do and will come back later."
"Okay." Bei Mingyue responded casually, turned to look at the young master in Qingyi, and winked playfully, "It's a pity that we only brought one boy with us for today's trip, so the other two pots of Night Lily will have to wait until tomorrow.
It’s time to come and pick it up again, I guess you don’t mind if you come?”
"Of course not."
After receiving the response from Young Master Tsing Yi, Bei Mingyue finally left with peace of mind.
When the water-red figure disappeared and Nangong Lin could no longer see it, he chuckled and said, "Brother, thank you very much."
"In other words, you are my imperial brother. If you want my help, why should I not help? Besides, what you want me to do is to use the Youye Lily of the Valley that you have carefully cultivated for many years to me.
Send it out in the name of our country, what a trivial matter it is."
Nangong Lin nodded, "Yes, if I gave them to Ah Yue directly, she would definitely take too much care of those two pots of flowers because of our friendship, and the deliberate things... would be bad."
"Haha, others don't know, but I know very well that you searched for suitable seeds for those pots of Night Lily of the Valley and used no less than a hundred methods to transfer them successfully, just to prevent her from knowing that you deliberately found them.
If you come to cultivate, you can record the benefits directly to me... You have also put your thoughts into Bei Mingyue, a close friend!"
Nangong Rui laughed, and his dark chestnut eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, as if he had finally found what he wanted, and his smile was full of satisfaction, "But, Lin, in the final analysis, I want to thank you.
I heard...she rejected the marriage proposal from the Crown Prince of Xitan, and there is no engagement yet?"
"Yes," Nangong Lin was puzzled, "What's wrong, brother Huang?"
"Haha, yes, that's good, yes, that's good!"
After getting the answer he expected, Nangong Rui couldn't help but smile again, "Imperial brother, don't you and your mother always urge me to find a princess? Now I can tell you that I have found the woman I want to see day and night.
Well, it’s her, the eldest princess of Beiming Kingdom, Bei Mingyue!”