In the next few days, the entire capital was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Perhaps it was because of spring. Even taking a breath felt warm.
In addition, the banquet of the Six Nations was about to begin in Xuanyuan Kingdom. For a time, the streets of the imperial capital were filled with flowers and became more lively than the Chinese New Year.
The garden is filled with fragrance on a spring night, and the apricot blossoms hang high on the branches.
Two pretty figures sneaked out of Prince Huijiang's mansion.
One has a beautiful and elegant face, and the other is wearing a mask.
The most lively place in the capital is the streets and alleys at the foot of the imperial city, where everything is dazzling.
"No, no, this thing is great, it's colorful, and it spins so beautifully." Mu Qingya looked as happy as something while holding a windmill.
Yan Buhuan glanced over lazily: "If you like it, buy it."
No wonder Mu Qingya is making such a fuss. Just like dumplings, they are children soaked in honey and have never suffered. So everything they see is novel. I don’t know if this is sad or ridiculous.
Looking at Mu Qingya holding the windmill with a satisfied look on her face, Yan Buhuan felt it was unreasonable. Could it be that the majestic Prince Zheng couldn't even afford a windmill?
"I've told you, Zheng Ming is a bad guy, how could he buy this thing for me? You're the best, you and the prince are both good people." Mu Qingya praised vividly.
Yan Buhuan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, Mu Qingya was hopeless.
He actually thinks that Yan Que is a good person.
She pretends to be a five-person person all day long, but in fact she is extremely cunning and cunning. She went back late last night, and that guy obviously returned home at the same time as her. It would be fine if he didn't unite with her, and when his father asked them where they were.
At that time, that heartless Yan Que actually said that he came back so late just to find her. Then he looked at her seriously and said, "Little sister, you really broke our hearts."
It was obvious that he was the one who dragged her back and was found to be out. When the time came, she was scolded by Yan Hui. Although the scolding was not very severe, how could a girl with such a self-respect like her endure it?
So the purpose of her coming out tonight was to follow Yan Que and see what the guy was doing and why he came back so late every night.
found it.
In the huge crowd, everyone looked for him a thousand times, but that bastard was standing in the dim light.
Yan Que's sleeves were fluttering and he was holding a folding fan as he walked slowly along the crowd. The mere sight of his back made him feel suave and chic.
Yan Buhuan quickly grabbed a certain little idiot and followed him. He didn't know what was going on tonight, why he had to take Mu Qingya with him.
But Ren has already come out with her, so she can't be allowed to go back on her own.
Yan Que's steps were not fast, he was swaying, and he looked leisurely. However, in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.
Yan Buhuan is so angry.
Damn it, I actually let him run away.
While he was still angry, a shout suddenly came from behind him: "Get out of the way, get out of the way... you idiot... you dare to block King Changping's carriage?"
The driver was very arrogant. He dared to run rampant in such a crowded street, waving his whip.
Yan Buhuan grabbed Mu Qingya's body and spun it around, and the carriage whizzed by their ears.
"Hurry up and get reincarnated."
"Hey, isn't that King Changping?" Mu Qingya pointed at the carriage that was running away.
Yan Buhuan was surprised: "How come you know him?" In the next few days, the whole capital was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Maybe it was because of spring, even taking a breath felt warm.
In addition, the banquet of the Six Nations was about to begin in Xuanyuan Kingdom. For a time, the streets of the imperial capital were filled with flowers and became more lively than the Chinese New Year.
The garden is filled with fragrance on a spring night, and the apricot blossoms hang high on the branches.
Two pretty figures sneaked out of Prince Huijiang's mansion.
One has a beautiful and elegant face, and the other is wearing a mask.
The most lively place in the capital is the streets and alleys at the foot of the imperial city, where everything is dazzling.
"No, no, this thing is great, it's colorful, and it spins so beautifully." Mu Qingya looked as happy as something while holding a windmill.
Yan Buhuan glanced over lazily: "If you like it, buy it."
No wonder Mu Qingya is making such a fuss. Just like dumplings, they are children soaked in honey and have never suffered. So everything they see is novel. I don’t know if this is sad or ridiculous.
Looking at Mu Qingya holding the windmill with a satisfied look on her face, Yan Buhuan felt it was unreasonable. Could it be that the majestic Prince Zheng couldn't even afford a windmill?
"I've told you, Zheng Ming is a bad guy, how could he buy this thing for me? You're the best, you and the prince are both good people." Mu Qingya praised vividly.
Yan Buhuan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, Mu Qingya was hopeless.
He actually thinks that Yan Que is a good person.
She pretends to be a five-person person all day long, but in fact she is extremely cunning and cunning. She went back late last night, and that guy obviously returned home at the same time as her. It would be fine if he didn't unite with her, and when his father asked them where they were.
At that time, that heartless Yan Que actually said that he came back so late just to find her. Then he looked at her seriously and said, "Little sister, you really broke our hearts."
It was obvious that he was the one who dragged her back and was found to be out. When the time came, she was scolded by Yan Hui. Although the scolding was not very severe, how could a girl with such a self-respect like her endure it?
So the purpose of her coming out tonight was to follow Yan Que and see what the guy was doing and why he came back so late every night.
found it.
In the huge crowd, everyone looked for him a thousand times, but that bastard was standing in the dim light.
Yan Que's sleeves were fluttering and he was holding a folding fan as he walked slowly along the crowd. The mere sight of his back made him feel suave and chic.
Yan Buhuan quickly grabbed a certain little idiot and followed him. He didn't know what was going on tonight, why he had to take Mu Qingya with him.
But Ren has already come out with her, so she can't be allowed to go back on her own.
Yan Que's steps were not fast, he was swaying, and he looked leisurely. However, in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.
Yan Buhuan is so angry.
Damn it, I actually let him run away.
While he was still angry, a shout suddenly came from behind him: "Get out of the way, get out of the way... you idiot... you dare to block King Changping's carriage?"
The driver was very arrogant. He dared to run rampant in such a crowded street, waving his whip.
Yan Buhuan grabbed Mu Qingya's body and spun it around, and the carriage whizzed by their ears.
"Hurry up and get reincarnated."
"Hey, isn't that King Changping?" Mu Qingya pointed at the carriage that was running away.
Yan Buhuan was surprised: "How come you know him?"
