The sun is high, and it's a beautiful day. Qiao Jing walked alone on the road of Shancheng, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians passing by, all of whom were in a hurry to go to work, only Qiao Jing was idle.

There are fewer pedestrians and roads are becoming more sparse. Qiao Jing is getting closer and closer to the "Pyramid" building, and Yan Bai is on the side of the Spatial Stability Department these days.

Soon, he was greeted by a man in a black suit who was walking a little diagonally.

"Big sister. ”

"Zhang Bin!"

"The little princess is already waiting for you!I heard that you will come to apply for the prince's companion?" In the latter sentence, Zhang Bin deliberately lowered his voice and said.

"Yes, do you know anything about it?" In fact, Zhang Bin fell to Qiao Jing as early as the first meeting, and Qiao Jing didn't know why he was so desperate, although he said that he saved his life, but in Qiao Jing's opinion, it was really unreasonable......

"I don't know. Zhang Bin shook his head. Obviously, he also learned about it, but it didn't get the desired effect.

Qiao Jing originally didn't report hope for this matter.

"There are some things you can do for me!" Qiao Jing suddenly felt that as the prince's companion this time, she was afraid that she would not have time to deal with the affairs of the War College, so she handed it over to Zhang Bin to deal with.

By the way, the position of squad leader was transferred to Gong Ce.

Gong Ce's words, the 130 class still has a way to live.

"Yes. Zhang Bin was obedient to Qiao Jing and had no complaints. And Qiao Jing also knew that he was still unremittingly trying to win over his connections, and that Feng Paladin was afraid that he had already followed him with an iron heart, and Qiao Jing really couldn't learn such an interpersonal relationship.

"By the way, I'll never associate with you!" After saying this, Qiao Jing walked away.

I forgot about attending Peng Yan's wedding.

Behind him, Zhang Bin touched his nose in embarrassment. In fact, it is absolutely impossible to find out that it is absolutely impossible to be with Qiao Jing, he has recently set his sights on the little princess Yan Bai, but Yan Bai likes the person called "Gan Sheng...... The other party who also hit the other party had a blue nose and swollen face, and asked "Gan Sheng" to be her prince's companion...... Of course, this kind of thing will not be told to Qiao Jing.

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"Wow, wow, wow!" accompanied by the baby's loud cry, Qiao Jing's coming-of-age ceremony officially began.

Because Qiao Jing's identity is there, her coming-of-age ceremony is also extraordinarily grand.

Witnessed by many guests, the first traditional dress handed to Qiao Jing by the housewife (grandmother). When Qiao Jing took it in her hand, the housemother also whispered to Qiao Jing: "Little Rourou, this dress took your mother eighteen years to complete from the time you were born!"

Qiao Jing burst into tears in her heart, it was not her own painstaking embroidery, what an unfilial child. Such an unfilial child, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get married...... That's what those people say. Judging by the example of their childhood, it is very likely that they would say so.

"That's my aunt's embroidered ......"

"Qiao Jing, this kid really can't do it......"

However, there is no way to refute it. Although I also made clothes myself, and I have persisted for so many years, I didn't take them out in a house in a certain country, and now I don't allow myself to look for them.

I'm not reconciled! My hearing is so good!

"Hmm!" Qiao Jing nodded solemnly with a solemn expression, and when she heard her mother say this, the weight of this dress suddenly became much heavier.

Think of it as a kind of task, like a guillotine mission, originally here, receiving so much attention, it is already comparable to a hell Shura, and then add a fire to it, what.

Qiao Jing didn't look left and right, she was calm like a cold-blooded animal. Under the gaze of the surrounding guests, Qiao Jing's slender fingers gently rubbed the gorgeous clothes in her hands, the fabric was soft and warm, and the threads on it were the accumulation of her mother's years...... At first, the face of the country Tianxiang leaned over, and the nose sniffed, I don't know how many spices were soaked in the clothes, and I don't know how many times I bathed in perfume to remove the sweat stains of the hand-embroidered clothes - fragrant Bainai.

The surrounding guests were attracted by Qiao Jing's charm. Among them, there are also princes of several countries, and even the two who escaped from the Sijiya Empire are silently watching in a corner.

"Take a good look!" the housemother patted the back of Qiao Jing's hand lightly, then turned around and sat on the main seat.

There was an iron-wood sign in front of the main seat, and the old man, who was the head of the house, used the iron rod in his hand to hang the next sign.

This brand is Qiao Jing's genealogy in this family, the eight-character birthday, the gods belong, because as a woman, she does not belong to the lineage, so this ironwood brand is not like the lineage is jadeite and gold-edged, just an ordinary ironwood brand.

It seems that this world is so entrenched, and women are weak.

Listening to the words of the housemother, Qiao Jing pulled the collar with both hands, and the wide robe opened up with gravity. The cloth woven with red cicada silk and golden silk thread, and then made of a wide robe, on the robe with a needle and thread to outline the most feared god of the women on the Shuangyue Continent, it is a white glimpse, as if there is a breeze blowing the white veil, you can see the graceful body of the god, and at the same time make people unable to see the true face of the god, this god is the blue moon Valkyrie who shrouds the heads of all the women in the Shuangyue Continent.

Although it was just a simple glimpse, the whole body was covered by a light veil, but this was a familiar glimpse of a girl's heart.

Valkyrie dreams, every girl has a deep memory.

Because Qiao Jing also had the dream of the Valkyrie, so she was quite impressed by the Valkyrie, and at that time she thought she was the reincarnation of the Valkyrie, but since she heard that other girls had this dream, she knew that she was not special, and when she saw this Valkyrie again, she also had a special taste in her heart.

On the two pairs of sleeves, there are more constellation patterns outlined by golden silk threads, and these constellations are legends that were shrouded in the kingdom of the Valkyries at that time.

The epitome of the gods who obeyed the Valkyries, as well as powerful individuals......

Just admired for a moment, when the guests were moved by the beauty of the costumes, and the Zeng family hall fell silently with bated breath, Qiao Jing put on the gorgeous clothes under the eyes of everyone.

One hand into the sleeve, a slender three or two winter bamboo shoots, pink jade fingers to see the red crescent, the green cloud tulle is beginning to open, sprinkled with the breeze, across the red moon and the blue crescent, the birds dance towards the phoenix and phoenix seven or eight streamers, tie the belt cloud closed the moon astringent, Qiao is like a closed moon shy flower.

The two maids brought some blue jade crown jewelry and earrings, and put them on Qiao Jing one by one,—— here, she is the most noble princess.

Under the long eyelashes, Qiao Jing's inky eyes opened, wearing this princess-sized dress, all the eyes in the hall could not affect her at all, just like a mustard, not only would it not be terrible, but it would also be the best food.

I didn't bring my own embroidered clothes, so it's really good!

The first chatter has long since disappeared, and those people have long been dumbfounded, this ...... It's just a princess on the throne!

Regardless of the others, the performance continued in the hall.

According to the plan, Qiao Jing walked to the center of the hall, where a maid had already sprinkled a whole circle of petals with petals. Qiao Jing walked to the center and sat down.

Originally, at the beginning, Qiao Jing was worried that she would not be able to walk, but the effect of wearing the gorgeous clothes made by her mother was surprisingly good.

Qiao Jing's whole person was elegant and elegant in the center of the hall, and there were twelve maids carrying the "Shi Xian" flower basket to the predetermined position, and invariably lifted the red cloth on the flower basket and sprinkled the contents towards Qiao Jing, and kept sprinkling them.

This is called "catching the freshness".

"Catch the fresh" is a tradition here, including when a daughter gets married, when she becomes an adult, and when she is full, she will do it, which means that she will immediately catch the once beautiful things and bless them. There is also the meaning that the girl grows slowly and eventually matures in it.

These "seasonal freshness" include flowers, young grasses, and peels of green fruits...... , are relatively light and small, and will not smash people's things.

"Not yet, not yet!" Qiao Jing, who was sitting on the ground, silently counted the number of hands that the maid threw "Shi Xian" in his heart, which had been rehearsed.

Because he wore a wide robe woven by his mother, he was able to do these shy things even in front of the hot eyes in the hall.

"Fifteen, sixteen...... Eighteen hands, here we go!"

According to the plan, the maids slowed down, Qiao Jing closed her eyes and her heart was as calm as water, and the figure of a spinning top began to slowly rotate from the ground, slowly, slowly stood up, the whole person rotated, circle after circle, like the gorgeous fairy dancing, and like the Valkyrie who disturbed the heavens, with the increase in the number of circles that Qiao Jing rotated, the two white exercises that were originally hidden in the sleeves of the gorgeous clothes were also thrown out according to the predetermined plan.

The maids slowly threw a small bouquet of petals this time, Qiao Jing shook Bai Lian, puffed up two or three waves, Bai Lian hit the center of the petals in mid-air, and broke it, just like the most beautiful flowers, and Qiao Jing needed to laugh at this time.

"Laughing", a little stiff, slightly red face, quite immature. Who would dare to believe that a king would perform like a kabuki for a group of mortals, but there is no way, this is custom.

The Bai Lian in Qiao Jing's hand is like a spirit snake, don't control these Bai Lian too easily, shoot out, turn around, and the petals are scattered and blooming;

"Beautiful!"

The surrounding guests were shocked, and they did not forget to applaud to vent their amazement.

"Not bad!" "But this is only the beginning! Don't underestimate my granddaughter!" said the mistress's eyes, sweeping over the prince present, and thinking to herself.

"I want her!" said the prince to the white-bearded archmage beside him. "Teacher, I need you to help me propose immediately!"

The prince knew that there were more monks and less meat, so he immediately said this to the white-bearded archmage beside him, and the white-bearded archmage didn't know if he was old or deaf, so he smashed his mouth, and asked in a weak voice that looked like he hadn't woken up yet, "Ah?......"