Xu Jing never missed a good opportunity to cause trouble for Murong Shen. He smiled and said to his third great-uncle: "Third-great-uncle, I told you before that this is the imperial captain and the eldest son of the Murong family.
lecher."
The third great-uncle, who was now ninety years old and happy, stroked his white beard and said with a sudden look on his face: "Yes, yes, yes, the prince said it. Look at me, an old man. I have a bad memory. I forget everything after a few days. Yes.
Colonel Murong, please don't take it to heart if there is any rudeness or recklessness."
Murong Shen secretly adjusted his breathing and smiled gracefully: "It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yuanming gave Xu Jing a warning look calmly.
Today is Yueyue'er's haircut ceremony, so don't mess around.
Xu Jing immediately put away his folding fan and put on an expression of respectful listening.
Zhao Yuanming had nothing to do with this lazy and mischievous disciple. Of course, he couldn't scold his great-uncle in his nineties who was also fooling around. He coughed and signaled to calm down.
There are many third-great-uncles in the class, and their eyesight is sometimes good or bad. For example, right now, his eyesight is not very good, and he didn't see Zhao Yuanming's gaze at all.
"Colonel Murong succeeded in suppressing the bandits, will he return to the capital?" The third great-uncle chuckled and said, "Beihai County is far away from the capital, so it is not easy to come here. Maybe I will never see Captain Murong again.
Opportunity."
Murong Shen said calmly: "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe I will come here more often in the future."
The third great-uncle laughed like a naughty boy. All the teeth in his mouth were about to fall out, except for one front tooth. He still insisted on staying in place: "Colonel Murong is still on duty! Don't lie to me, an old man."
Drum music started playing outside the main hall.
The haircut ceremony has begun.
The people who had gathered outside the main hall for the ceremony dispersed and made way for them. Zhang's Princess Beihai and other female family members arrived first.
Princess Beihai has a distinguished status, so she naturally has to take the seat. Mrs. Zhang is Zhao Xiyan’s direct grandmother, and sits next to Princess Beihai. Next, is Zhao Xiyan’s maternal family, the Liu family. Mrs. Wu is the guest of honor today,
Mr. Zhang sat down and bowed his head.
There was another burst of cheerful music.
A fifteen-year-old girl walked slowly over surrounded by other girls.
The girl has not yet changed into a heavy and gorgeous dress, but she is still dressed as usual. The bright sunshine is leaning on her smooth face, and a pair of quiet black eyes are shining.
The best years, the most beautiful hair growing years, all the people you cherish and care about are by your side.
Zhao Xiyan walked into the main hall without squinting, as if she didn't notice Murong Shen's suddenly intense gaze. She looked past him and glanced at Xu Jing.
Xu Jing grinned.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled softly, then looked away.
Murong Shen: "..."
There is probably no picture in this world that is more dazzling and heart-wrenching than this.
A pair of affectionate boys and girls looked at each other affectionately, with only each other in their hearts. He was clearly standing here, but he was completely ignored.
He suddenly felt that everyone was looking at him mockingly.
He won't just give up.
No one can stop what Murong Shen wants to do. No one can take away the girl he wants to marry... That's right, Zhao Xiyan is his woman. She is just a prince of Beihai, and she is not worthy of being his.
Love rival!
He came to Beihai County at the wrong time. The capital city is his territory.
Murong Shen exhaled a sigh of relief in his heart and quickly made up his mind.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's enthronement ceremony is approaching, and it's time for him to return to the capital.
…
Haircut ceremony is the most solemn ceremony for girls.
In her previous life, on the eve of the Hairpin Ceremony, Beihai County was invaded by rebel troops. Her family was destroyed, and blood flowed into rivers. This was the biggest scar in her heart.
Today, under the attention of her clan members and their blessings, she completed the girl's haircut ceremony.
Zhao Xiyan put on a gorgeous dress, her friend Ye Qinyao held a hairpin, and her aunt Wu added hairpins to her hair. Her father, Zhao Yuanming, announced the completion of the ceremony and led her to salute and thank all the guests.
Such happiness even gave her an unreal feeling, and she suddenly wanted to cry.
"Everyone, wait a minute."
A familiar young man's voice suddenly sounded, bringing her back to reality from her wandering environment.
What is Xu Jing going to do?
Zhao Xiyan looked over attentively.
Xu Jing was very thick-skinned and was not afraid of the attention of the public at all as he walked over.
"This Chunsheng is going to do mischief again." Princess Beihai is indeed Xu Jing's biological mother. She knew at a glance that her son was going to be a monster, so she couldn't help but mutter.
Zhao Yuanming had been Xu Jing's wife for many years, and he knew Xu Jing's temperament very well. When he saw this, he immediately became wary and said calmly: "The hairpin ceremony is over, and the next guests will be seated. Prince, please go and sit down too!"
Xu Jing smiled cheekily and said, "Master, don't worry, I have prepared a gift for sister Yue Yaer. Once the gift is given, I will go and sit down at the table."
The corner of Zhao Yuanming's mouth twitched. He couldn't punish the students to copy books in front of everyone, so he had to respond: "That's fine. Where is the prince's gift?"
Xu Jing grinned again.
Alarm bells rang in Zhao Yuanming's heart, but it was too late to stop him.
Then Xu Jing shouted: "Everyone, please move away and give way."
The guests who came to watch the ceremony were all from Beihai County, or were students of the Zhao clan. Who didn’t know the Prince of Beihai? Who didn’t know that Xu Jing and Zhao Xiyan were a couple? Xu Jing’s words made everyone retreat.
Open and make way for a clear space.
Only Murong Shen did not move.
Xu Jing said with a smile: "Colonel Murong, please step back."
It's shameless to compete with others, Xu Jing has never lost.
Murong Shen had no choice but to take a few steps back. After standing still, he quickly glanced at Zhao Xiyan. Zhao Xiyan was smiling, but unfortunately, this smile was not for him. She had been looking at Xu Jing.
Xu Jing blew a whistle, and the musicians started playing cheerful music.
Then, Xu Jing moved his body and actually danced.
The guests watching the ceremony burst into laughter.
Nowadays, all the dancers are women, and there are very few men who can dance. However, when Xu Jing does such things, it seems to be so natural that no one finds it strange at all.
The corner of Zhao Yuanming's mouth twitched again, and he was silently angry in his heart. After today, Xu Jing will be punished by writing three hundred words of articles every day.
Princess Beihai felt angry when she saw her son dancing like a coquettish peacock. She turned to Xu Ying and asked: "What is Chunsheng dancing like?"
Xu Ying suppressed her laughter and replied in a low voice: "The phoenix begs for the phoenix."
Obviously, this is a dance to express one's feelings and courtship.
I don’t know how long Xu Jing had been practicing secretly, but he actually danced well. He was naturally handsome, with slender legs, stretched arms, and a flowing gaze, which gave him a different kind of charm.
Her little bamboo horse is like a gorgeous peacock, spreading its colorful feathers to show love and courtship!
It's really ridiculous. I'm not afraid of others laughing.
Zhao Xiyan was thinking in her heart, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of smiles.
