On this day, Qingge was practicing cross-legged in the courtyard of Fengyue Pavilion. Ji Yue was scurrying among the flowers. Ye Jingjing laughed while stretching out her pink hands to catch it. No. 1 stood beside the stone pillar with her arms folded across her chest, blue and blue.
His eyes stared blankly at this scene.
The purest spiritual energy in the world, thousands of threads, surged towards Qing Ge.
"Girl, if nothing else happens, I will be able to completely absorb the spiritual energy crystal core in the next few days." Ji Yue jumped into Qingge's arms and said.
Qingge raised her eyebrows and squinted her eyes to look at the burning sun in the east.
In other words, her face will return to normal in the next few days.
The courtyard door of Fengyue Pavilion was opened, and Lin Chen walked in.
"Third Miss, today is the Flower Appreciation Festival. Second Miss asked you to come with us to enjoy the flowers. I heard that the Young Prince and the Seventh Prince will both go," Lin Chen said.
Qingge rubbed Ji Yue's head and said lazily: "I know, prepare the carriage for me."
Once it comes, she will be safe, and when the wind comes, the water will be blocked and the earth will cover it up. In these two lives, she has never been afraid of trouble.
"Sister, I want to go too."
Ye Jingjing narrowed her eyes and smiled. Although her face was covered with scars, she was still very cute. "I heard that there is a blood lotus in this year's flower viewing festival. It seems that the prince got it from his experience in the land of the netherworld last year."
The Flower Appreciation Festival is regarded as a traditional festival of Beiyue Kingdom, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than letting the nobles and nobles pass their time.
This year's Flower Appreciation Festival was held on the banks of the Xishui River on the outskirts of the city. The flowers on the river bank were in full bloom, and they were so colorful that the eyes were dazzled at first glance.
Early in the morning, countless people gathered.
The huge crystal ship was parked on the shore, and a floating board slid off the ship and landed on the flat ground.
"Look, the young prince and Mr. Mo are here."
"The young prince is indeed Beiyue's number one son. His demeanor will fascinate thousands of girls in Beiyue."
"Young Master Renmo is not bad either. Although he likes to drink, he is also a sweet-tempered person."
"..."
The voices of people discussing could be heard endlessly.
Bei Yueming was dressed in a crescent-colored robe, holding a jade bone fan in his hand, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a cold and arrogant temperament, and his hands and feet were full of aura of nobility; Mo Xie sat side by side with him, and his large fiery red robe was like a blazing flame.
, burning hunting sounds in the wind, a yellowed wine gourd hanging on the waist, the skirt is open, the collarbone is sexy, and there are a few drops of wine or sweat hanging on it.
The two of them walked to the floating board and met a group of people.
This group of people are all graceful and graceful women. Standing at the head are Ye Xue in white, Yun Wan and Xiao Shui'er in purple.
Everyone who saw Bei Yueming bowed to Bei Yueming.
"Your Majesty, you came so early." Ye Xue said.
Bei Yueming didn't speak, but stretched out her hand towards Ye Xue. Ye Xue looked at the generous and calloused hand in front of her, quite surprised.
"Let's get on the boat together." Bei Yueming said.
Ye Xue's eyes were full of smiles and surprises.
She put her delicate white jade hand into Bei Yueming's palm, and the two held hands and walked onto the ship together.
Mo Xie took a sip of wine and smacked his mouth, "I value sex over friends, I value sex over friends~"
After saying that, he walked onto the ship alone, followed closely by Yun Wan and a group of ladies.
Scattered people got on the ship one after another, most of them were nobles from Beiyue.
The ship was extraordinarily spacious, and a man walked out of the inner room. The man was gorgeous in brocade robes and jade belt. When he saw everyone, he first smiled, then cupped his hands and said, "The prince is not here. I will introduce this year's flower viewing festival to you."
"
This person, Beiling Hai, the seventh prince of the Beiyue Kingdom, was the son of the deceased Nian Fei.
"Brother Huang is interested," Bei Yueming said.
Beiling Hai smiled at Bei Yueming, glanced at the people on the boat, and said, "It seems that everyone is here. Let's get ready to sail."
"Seventh prince, there is still one who has not arrived." Ye Xue suddenly said.
"oh?"
"The person who didn't arrive is my sister Ye Qingge." Ye Xue said.
While he was talking, he saw a carriage slowly driving by the river bank. The carriage was all red, like hot iron. The four corners of the carriage were inlaid with four huge rubies. The curtains were exquisite, and the gauze was dancing. The beauty was
His face is looming, attracting people's imagination.
Lin Chen, who was driving the horse, jumped down, walked to the side of the car, and knelt on the ground.
Qingge walked out of the carriage with Ye Jingjing in her arms, stepped on Lin Chen's back and landed on the ground. Ignoring everyone's sideways glances, she calmly walked to the floating board and boarded the huge crystal boat.
Everyone was a little disappointed looking at the face that was half beautiful and half ugly.
"It turns out to be the third young lady." Beiling Haichao Qingge cupped her hands and said, "We haven't seen each other for a few months, and the third young lady has become even more beautiful."
Ha ha--
Everyone on the boat was laughing so hard that their flowers were trembling.
beautiful?
Everyone looked at the ugly purple birthmark on Qingge's face and made no secret of their ridicule.
"Wow--"
The child's cry broke through the silence by the river like a rock. The little boy who was held in the arms of a woman in green suddenly burst into tears. He looked at Qingge with wide eyes and fear, his eyes full of hope.
Tears, voice choked, "Ghost... I'm so scared..."
Qingge's expression remained unchanged, while everyone looked at her mockingly.
Ye Jingjing jumped down from Qingge's arms, walked up to the woman in green, and asked with a serious face: "Which family are you from?"
"Xia Xun, the daughter of the Chancellor."
A sneer appeared on Ye Jingjing's scarred face, but she saw her saying: "The Ministry of Rites seems to be under the jurisdiction of the Minister. You and the person in your arms are the Minister's family. When you see Princess Anguo not only not being polite, but also dare to
By insulting Princess Anguo, I don’t know if you are contemptuous of the royal family or if the minister has ulterior motives and wants to do evil?"
The young girl has a solemn face and a serious tone that no one dares to ignore.
Hearing this, Xia Xun was startled. After realizing the seriousness of the matter, he immediately knelt down with the little boy in his arms, looked at the seventh prince in panic, and said: "Seventh prince, you have to do it for me."
Make the decision, my father is loyal to Bei Yue and loyal to the emperor, how could he do something unruly?"
"I'm just talking, don't be too nervous." Ye Jingjing said: "Don't kneel down all the time. We know that you are eager to protect your father. Those who don't know may think you have done something shameful."
"You——" Xia Xun was furious.
Ye Jingjing looked at the little boy who had stopped crying. She rubbed the boy who was not much younger than her with her pink hands and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, three years old makes you look older and seven years old makes you look older. It seems that the minister needs to work harder.
I hope you will have another son."
Everyone was amused by Ye Jingjing.
The little boy opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Jingjing, who was full of energy despite the scars on his face, and blinked.
Ye Jingjing turned around and walked to Qingge, curled her lips, stretched out her hands, and waved her pink fists, "Sister, I want a hug."
Qing Ge picked up Ye Jingjing, her heart filled with shock.
If you hadn't seen those words with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed that they came from Ye Jingjing.
Ye Jingjing was held by Qing Ge. Her eyes were looking at the river outside the crystal boat. The water was clear and the grass on the riverside was long. The little girl's thoughts were like seaweed at the bottom of the water, going around and around a thousand times.
Turn.
She wants to protect her sister. (To be continued)