In March and April, when it is peach and pear white, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and the pedestrians on the road are dressed more beautifully.

Mo Xuetong put on the clothes sent by Mo Huawen yesterday early in the morning, a palace dress with some colorful flowing clouds and light yarn, the color of emerald blue is very light, it seems to be a little pure white up close, and it is only slightly light blue from a distance, and a white fan painted with ink painting Jiangnan landscape in his hand, revealing slender and white fingertips under the gold-inlaid sleeves, which is more and more delicate and delicate.

She was a little taller again, wearing such a long skirt, and her waist was slender and soft to an incredible extent.

"Miss, the lord said that the peony over there is very famous, and the variety is very complete, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter, even if there is a sticker, if you are not dressed decently, you are not allowed to enter. Mo Yu said with a serious face, and after speaking, she was also a little puzzled, and said in surprise, "Is Miss real, what kind of person, such a cow, even if you only value clothes and don't value people, you can say it." ”

This is the capital of the Qin Dynasty, and when you meet a person, you have a connection with an official, why is your tone so big.

Peony son, the legacy is independent!

I don't know where he is from, and I don't know how old he is, just because the mysterious Peony Gongzi is a masked person, and he has hands and eyes.

Mo Xue smiled with a smile, and a trace of self-reflection flashed in her eyes, an independent and lonely peony boy!

In her previous life, she had really seen it, but not in the capital, but in Yuncheng, that day, she finally got the permission of the Yu family to go to the temple to worship her mother, Yu Sirong must follow, and when she got off the sedan chair at the gate of the temple, Yu Sirong tripped over herself, and Mo Xuetong hit the door frame on the spot.

This kind of accident, as long as Yu Sirong is there, often happens.

Mo Xuetong resigned herself to covering her face, closing her eyes, and enduring the pain and shame afterward.

Only this time she didn't hit the ground, but fell into the arms of a man.

With a somewhat dull and elegant voice in his ears: "Girl, have you ever fallen and injured yourself?"

The soft voice with a little bit of concern fell on Mo Xuetong's ears, she looked up in amazement, and saw a pink red lip, and then half a mask, revealing a pair of bright and deep eyes, looking at her gently, with a smile in her eyes that she could understand.

Although I only saw this, I knew that this was an extremely handsome man.

A few Yahuan and Yu Sirong on the side were already stunned.

"Thank you, childe. Mo Xuetong came back to her senses, hurriedly pushed him away, took two steps back, and Yu Sirong behind her also reacted, grabbed Mo Xuetong and looked her up and down pretending to be concerned, and said uneasily: "How are you, have you bumped into it?" Be careful when you walk next time, don't be so anxious and reckless." ”

The woman's gentle and kind words fell on the man's ears, and the smile in his eyes became gentler and gentler.

took two steps forward and approached Mo Xuetong, and handed over the peony in his hand with a smile, "Since it is fate to meet, when we see each other today, he doesn't know when he will meet, girl, this Wei Zi peony will be given to the girl, if he has a fate to see you again, just look for the peony son." ”

After speaking, he stuffed the peony into the hands of Mo Xuetong, who was in a daze, and walked away with the people......

As soon as the man left, Yu Sirong snatched the precious Wei Zi Peony in Mo Xuetong's hand.

This happened as an accident, Mo Xuetong never took this matter to heart in his previous life, just a man who never showed up, gave himself a peony and himself, it was really not fate, and later entered Beijing, and I only heard people talk about it, the peony son Shenlong saw the head but did not see the end.

Not only is his bearing extraordinary, but he is also a hobby and an ordinary person.

It is said that he loved the robe with peonies......

It is said that he wants to enter his peony garden to see peonies, which are not only noble, but also beautiful......

Only the clothes are not important, which shows his attitude.

Some people say that he loves peonies very much, and all the peonies in this yard are all cultivated by him himself, so he also attracted the peony fairy to say, making the peonies in his garden more beautiful than other places......

But no matter which rumor it is, it shows that this peony boy is not simple, in this capital city, dare to say such a thing, the background of the peony boy will definitely not be simple.

It is said that the appearance of this peony boy is only in March and April every year, when he appears, his face is masked, and only a perfect jaw is exposed, so everyone is guessing that this peony boy must be an excellent beautiful man, but unfortunately, no one has seen it.

When Mo Xuetong arrived at the peony garden, it was the most prosperous time.

There was a lot of traffic outside the door, and it stopped for a long time, and the coachman of Mofu looked at it and planned to line in, but suddenly someone asked: "It's the county lord of Anping who came in front?"

"We are. The coachman stopped and replied.

"Come with me. "The one who led the way was a clever little man, who took the carriage of Mofu and turned two corners, and came to another gate, where there were only three or four carriages and horses, and his status was more noble than before.

Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu get out of the carriage and walked to the door, Mo Yu handed over the sticker, and the little guy at the door glanced at it casually, then pointed to the front and said, "County Lord, go out from here, turn right and make a corner." ”

"Thank you. Mo Xuetong smiled slightly, and walked in with Mo Yu.

"Miss, this peony boy is really snobbish, let ordinary people line up in front, wait in such a long line, and check the posts one by one, for fear that others will come in, this back door is so empty, and it doesn't let people enter from here. Mo Yu grumbled and muttered in a low voice.

"It's good that people can let you in from here, Moyu, you are complaining like this, maybe the peony boy listens, let's go back to the front door and line up." Mo Xuetong curled her lips and smiled, quipping.

"No, miss, would someone like Peony Gongzi eavesdrop on a little girl's talk?" Mo Yu was frightened by her, hurriedly covered her mouth, glanced left and right, turned to Mo Xuetong's face and found her smiling, so she stomped her feet and said: "Miss is making fun of the slave again, the slave doesn't say anything to you, go to see the peony first." ”

After saying that, he ran to the front.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a lot of peonies scattered in front of me, with different shapes and bright colors, appearing in front of me in a variety of postures.

The peony flowers here are red like fire, yellow like gold, pink like xia, and white like jade...... A breeze blows, the fragrance bursts, the heart is relaxed, and the pink butterfly play is connected with it, forming a vivid butterfly play flower pattern, everywhere is beautiful, beautiful.

Mo Yuji ran to the front, Mo Xue Tong walked forward while admiring, looking at such flowers, he can indeed forget all his worries, in such a prosperous sea of flowers, each one is a different national color and fragrance, and it is stretching out to the blue sky and white clouds in different postures, which is very attractive.

She had only walked a few steps when she suddenly stretched out a hand from behind a blooming peony.

A powerful hand was just across her face, blocking her heel, and the sleeves of the cyan and dark gold stripes were lying there, as if it were a prohibition.

Mo Xuetong stopped, raised his head, and watched the hand slowly retract, with a little cold momentum.

Under the flower tree, the man's head was slightly raised, and the cyan and dark gold robes on his body looked noble in a low-key manner, reflecting the bright facial features on his face with a light and cold color.

I have to say that this kind of You Yuecheng is extremely attractive, no wonder Ling Mingyan of the Dingguo Mansion will never forget him, and he will marry him if he is stalking, this mixed bearing, and the aura exuded by it, are all handsome and extraordinary.

It's just that no matter how good the color is, Mo Xuetong doesn't want to see him here, she clearly remembers that this person has no good impression of herself, and she once designed herself with Mo Xuemin, although it didn't work out, at such a relaxed and happy time, it is really not a pleasant thing to see such a person.

"It's rare that the prince is in a good mood, but he also came to see the peony?" Mo Xue bowed and smiled softly.

Her voice was originally extremely sweet and glutinous, and at this time it sounded even more faint of a girl's delicateness, which was very pleasant.

You Yuecheng looked at the girl in front of her, her eyes darkened slightly, that face was extremely pure, with a girl's unique childishness, but there was a charming feeling, looking at her eyes and turning around, the autumn waves were rippling, seductive, it was the most delicate elegance of the girl.

It's just that who would have thought that under this beautiful face, there would be a different kind of coldness, indifference and cunning......

How many faces does such a young girl have, before and after! He felt that he wanted to dig her out.

"Is it you again?" You Yuecheng said coldly, he was asking about Mo Xuemin, the marriage of the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion is now a well-known farce.

"What is the prince asking? I ...... It doesn't seem to have an intersection with the prince?" Mo Xuetong said with a smile on the corner of her mouth curled slightly.

Her voice was extremely soft, with a little smile, and a pair of bright eyes reflected a peony behind her, but it made people feel that people were more beautiful than flowers, but You Yuecheng could still feel that there was a faint coldness in those bright eyes, which was a sense of disgust for people.

Although she was talking to him, in her heart, she didn't want to talk to him.

Somehow, he just knew that the eyes were a little deeper in an instant.

"Doesn't the county lord feel sorry for harming his sister like that?" You Yuecheng said coldly, his eyes fell on her gorgeous face, obviously the girl in front of him was so delicate and soft.

"If the prince is upset about what happened yesterday to his sister, please go to the Marquis Mansion of Zhenguo, if the sister sees the prince seeking justice for her, she will be grateful. Mo Xuetong smiled faintly, and her delicate little face was immediately like a hundred flowers blooming, as beautiful as flowers blooming, and her long eyelashes flashed, revealing some irony.

If Mo Xuemin knew that You Yuecheng would seek justice for her three times and twice, how could she still stay in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, or maybe she really ran to You Yuecheng, but she forgave You Yuecheng and didn't dare to say it, otherwise she wouldn't have to wait until now, this pretending to care about Mo Xuemin and going against herself from time to time is really annoying.

Her expression said that You Yuecheng was very displeased, and her ink-stained eyes looked at Mo Xue Pupil fixedly, as if she could take out two Mo Xue Pupils from it.

"Lord Ling Zun, have you ever talked about our marriage?" His eyes sank slightly, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was slowly flattening, and he was slightly darkened into a taut straight line, which made him look a little more cold and majestic, but it just fell in Mo Xuetong's eyes, but he was shocked without his words!

When was their marriage, and she didn't know anything about it!

Raising his eyes to look at You Yuecheng, his eyes were inexplicably deep, but there was definitely no hint of jokes!

How could it be that she and him were married?

The pink cherry lips opened slightly, and there was a shocked expression at the corner of her eyes, but then it turned into a trace of indifference, as if she had just heard about someone else's marriage.