Two days later, the mission to the Great Dragon Dynasty also departed, and Princess Fengxi wrote two new letters and handed them to Lord Lu, who led the mission. Lord Lu was originally a native of the Great Dragon Dynasty, and after traveling to Yanlong as a teenager, he stayed in Yanlong because he loved the flowers and splendors of Yanlong, and now he is a veteran historian in the Yanlong Imperial Court, because of his mellow and skillful speech, he is familiar with the history of the Great Dragon Dynasty and Yanlong, so he was sent to the imperial capital by Chang Ruojin. In addition, Princess Fengxi also sent a few pastry chefs to bring Yanlong's most famous pastries of various flavors to the imperial capital with special storage methods.

Yanlong's pastries, Jiangli's jade, and Xiwu's brocade are very famous characteristics in the world, because it is the New Year's Festival at this time, and the colder it will be the more you go north, so you are not afraid that the pastries will be broken on the road.

Watching Lan Yan, who was dressed in palace maid's costume, walk into the car step by step, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think of the twelve-year-old girl who pushed him walking in the Qilin Valley.

In Jiang Li's Yaoling looking forward to the arrival of the New Year all day long, the Seventh Princess worships the Buddha every day to copy the scriptures, Concubine Min is stupid and stupid, and Rong Jianghai is busy helping Rong Yuan prepare for the New Year. Yaoling suddenly remembered Wu Xiang when she had nothing to do, she was going to find out the cause of Wu Xiang's death, and on this day she found Rong Jianghai to ask about Wu Xiang, and Rong Jianghai didn't know about Wu Xiang. Thinking that Rong Yuan's study in this palace was full of jade pendulums, she thought that he must know jade very well, so she ran to ask Rong Yuan again, when Rong Yuan heard Wu Xiang's name is, the look in his eyes paused, and after a long time, he only said that Wu Xiang was Jiang Li's most famous jade carver, and finally died in an accidental fire, and said to Yao Ling that Wu Xiang was just a jade carver, and the jade he carved Jiang Li's palace minister's family had it, and the wealthy family of the giant merchant also had it, Yao Ling listened to it and gave up looking for the origin of the jade hairpin on his head.

Finally looking forward to the arrival of the New Year's Festival, Rong Yuan feasted all the civil and military ministers in the court during the day, but at night he came to the Jade Pavilion to accompany Yaoling to watch the fireworks in the sky, standing in the pavilion in front of the Yuge Courtyard, looking at the bright fireworks in the sky, Yaoling's face was happy, Rong Yuan's eyes also saw the fireworks in the sky, since Yu'er disappeared, he only had the happiest and happiest this year. I silently recited Yu'er's name in my heart. I hope that the stars will bless her.

After a long time, he took out a jade medallion from his arms and called softly: "Yao Ling," Yao Ling "um" retracted his eyes looking up at the fireworks and looked at the gentle and elegant Rong Yuan beside him. Took Yaoling's hand and put the jade medal in Yaoling's hand, "This is the princess jade seal that I specially asked someone to make zuò for you, with her, no matter where you go, you are Jiang Li's princess." ”

She picked up the jade medal and looked at it by the palace lamp of the maid next to her, this is a turquoise, small square chapter with the thickness of a thumb, the jade medal is also carved with a small peacock and auspicious clouds, the bottom of the jade medal is engraved with "Princess Rongyu" four gentle and mellow ancient characters, "Princess Rongyu" is the title of Yaoling. Looking at the small medal in her hand, she showed a row of white teeth, her smile was like fireworks in the sky, she happily put away the jade medal and said, "I can also be treated as a princess in Yanlong in the future, right?" Thinking that Yanlong's palace nobles wanted to marry their daughter to Fengzhao, they were very unhappy, and now they dare to fight with her.

Rong Yuan nodded with a smile, and then said softly: "I will submit the credentials to King Yanlong and tell him that you are my princess Jiang Li Zhengzhen." Yaoling nodded, mumbling in her mouth. Suddenly remembered that when he went to Xiwu and sat in the carriage of Yueming, his cold appearance of not speaking, he was angry in his heart, and when the wind was not shining in his own carriage, he didn't have to sit with the cold moon anymore, she thought so in her heart, and said in her mouth: "Then can you give me another carriage for the princess." ”

Looking at Yaoling, who had an innocent face under the night sky, and was a little speechless, Rong Yuan nodded dotingly, "I will give you everything that a princess should have, even if the princesses don't have it, I will give it to you if you want it." Yao Ling grabbed Rong Yuan's arm and placed her head in the crook of his arm. It's nice to think about having a father. It turned out that she only had such closeness and trust from her heart to Fengzhao, but since she saw Rong Yuan to now, in a short period of time, she has also developed a kind of closeness and trust in him from her heart, and even this feeling is stronger than being with Xiaofeng, maybe Rong Yuan's age is her father's age, she thought so.

A gust of wind rose, and the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the Jade Pavilion faintly jingled, Yao Ling reached out and took out a bunch of brocade bags from his arms, and after opening each brocade bag, he took out a number of small Ling bells from inside, Rong Yuan looked at the large and small bells in Yao Ling's hand, and doubts appeared in his dark eyes, "Do you like bells?" Yao Ling nodded, her beautiful big eyes shining in the dark night.

She took the bells in her hand one by one and put them in Rong Yuan's big hand: "This is the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, which cures all kinds of poisons, and this is the Qingxin Pill that can treat all kinds of love poisons," Speaking of this, she paused, thinking in her heart that if the woman named Wu Yu had such a pill at that time, what would not have happened later. And Rong Yuan couldn't help but think of Wu Yu when he heard the word love poison, and he picked up the small bell containing love poison with his other hand and looked at it carefully. Yao Ling next to him then put it in his hand: "These are two pieces that enhance vitality, Yuan Qi Pill, eat one pill in half a year, your mind is too depleted, and it will damage your vitality."

What else did she have to say but found that Rong Yuan's eyes were fixed on her, although it was night, she could see it clearly, there was pain and love in those long eyes, "Yao'er, promise me, no matter how far you go in the future, you will protect yourself, if that Chang Yuening treats you badly, you will come back." After listening to these words, this made Yaoling, who had never experienced father's love, feel hot in her heart, and her eyes felt moist.

used to only know where the wind was and where her home was, and now there are Jiang Li and Rong Yuan, a father who loves her and loves her. Holding back the tears that were about to fall, she showed a bright smile to Rong Yuan: "Father, I will take care of myself, don't worry." She shook his arm affectionately, and said a little coquettishly, Rong Yuan sighed softly in his heart, he didn't want Yu'er's matter to happen to Yaoling, because the young man named Chang Yuening was too good, but Yaoling was so simple and kind.

On the fifth day of the first month, Yaoling said goodbye to Rong Yuan and went to Yanlong, and Rong Yuan really gave Yaoling a beautiful and luxurious princess carriage. Three tall, swarthy and shiny horses. The body is made of maroon mahogany, and the interior of the car is covered with a luxurious Xiwu brocade carpet, and between the two long soft seats is a long table, and behind the inner bench hangs a lilac veil from the roof, and behind the veil is a chaise longue that can accommodate a single person to rest. All of them are paved with the best Wu Jin. There are hidden compartments under the benches and benches for things, and there is a small cabinet next to the chaise longue. Yaoling was very fond of this carriage, and Rong Yuan also gave Yaoling two maids, a coachman and two guards. Yaoling didn't want it, but Rong Yuan didn't allow him to excuse himself, so he had to bring it all.

With the letter of state written by Rong Yuan to Chang Ruojin, the king of Yanlong, in her arms, she left Jiang Li, and when she got into the car, she turned around and came to Rong Yuan and bowed to Rong Yuan. Rong Yuan stretched out his warm hand to help her up, with a look of reluctance and concern. Because of Yaoling's departure, Jiang Li was opposed in the court, no princess of any country can walk the world freely, even if the public is popular among the people, but once the ancestors are recognized, they must receive orthodox education, so Rong Yuan just saw off Yaoling in the Ningyuan Hall where he lived, and he only said to the courtiers that the princess did not like to live in the palace and went out of the palace to play privately, and he had sent someone to find it.

The carriage clanged all the way through the streets of Jindu in the direction of Yanjing. The two maids, one named Yu'er and the other named Chaoxia, sat in the car with Yaoling. The two guards rode their horses, one left and one right, and followed the car.

At noon on the second day after Yaoling left, in a remote land temple outside the city of Jiangli Jindu, a woman was gesturing with her hand to a thin man.

"Out of the palace without permission?" asked the man's slightly hoarse voice.

The mute nodded.

"Back to Yanlong, she's already a princess, why do you want to go back to Yanlong?" The man and woman who spoke were the father and daughter that Yao Ling and Yue Ming met at the Xiwu Inn.

The mute girl hurriedly gestured again. There was some anxiety on his face

The middle-aged man looked at the dumb woman's slightly hoarse voice and said, "Hire a car and go to Yanlong." ”

Immediately bent down and picked up the burden on the ground, walked out of the land temple, and disappeared into the sparse bamboo forest in front of the temple.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Yanjing City is more lively than the New Year, the moon is bright and the wind shines on the lotus pond of the prince's mansion to taste wine and enjoy the moon, at this time the lotus pond has no lotus flowers, the water waves are clear and quiet, a bright moon in the east has just risen, and it feels like you can run into it if you can perform light skills nearby.

Yueming took out the white jade flute as soft as the moonlight, and the red lips opened a wisp of flute sound along the gently flying brocade robe, and on the pontoon bridge connected to the lotus pavilion on the lake every three meters away, there was a marble half-human high pillar, and a delicate palace lamp was placed on the pillar, and each palace lamp had a different shape. But the luster coming from the palace lamp is just as hazy and soft.

Feng Zhao picked up a glass of wine and raised the wine bottle in his hand to the round of Lang Yue in the east, and as soon as he raised his head, a glass of wine fell into his mouth.

Gently put down the wine glass, Feng Zhao got up and looked at the round of Qinghui for a while, and suddenly the figure flashed like a swallow across the quiet lake, and after a while, he held a bamboo rod, about the length of a sword, and danced lightly on the lake. The wide robe and brocade clothes were wanton, and the originally calm lake water instantly rippled black and bright, and the round of clear light in the water instantly shattered into pieces of crystal light and dispersed with the ripples.

The flute began to be soft and light, but the bamboo sword in Fengzhao's hand was also soft and light, and suddenly the flute was high-pitched as if it was a war drum, and Fengzhao's posture suddenly became faster, and the momentum of the bamboo sword in his hand also became fierce, and the pool under his feet also sounded. With the change of the flute, the posture of the wind is fast and slow, soft and rigid, one moment like a flying goshawk leaning over the water, another like a dragonfly flying off the water: and the next moment it seems to be a butterfly fluttering from a distance. The bamboo sword in his hand stirred up countless waves, the flute sounded excitedly, the bamboo sword pointed, the waves beat the pavilion, splashed a large wave of one person, the waves receded, and the moon was still dressed in white.

Suddenly, both of their ears moved slightly, but they didn't stop their respective things, the moon was still blowing the jade flute, and the wind was still floating freely on the water.

The sound of the flute slowly lowered, and the figure of Fengzhao slowly slowed down, and the bamboo sword in his hand was about to fall with the sound of the flute. Suddenly, a bell rang, under the full moon, the colorful brocade gently and softly spread out and went straight to the water, a petite figure on the brocade gently glided over, under the beautiful moon above her head, she seemed to be a fairy flying out of the moon, and her body was graceful.

The sound of the flute sounded again, but there was no longer the sound of the clanging soldiers, but it was replaced by an elegant, soft and beautiful sound. After listening to the change in the flute, the Yao Ling who slipped on the colorful brocade reached out and took out a silver bell from his arms and raised it gently, and the bell went straight to the moon in the pavilion, and the moon did not stop playing the flute, and the bell was nailed into the pillar behind him.

Yueming knew the meaning of Yao Ling, the flute sound became passionate and generous again, the bamboo sword falling in the wind slowly danced again, at this time Yao Ling also stood on the water, the elegant group clothes like smoke and yarn were blown up by the momentum of the wind, flying up and down on the water, and the brocade fluttered more and more like a fairy of the nine heavens about to fly away from the lake at any time.

The colorful brocade in his hand went straight to the face door of Fengzhao, which seemed to be gentle but implied incomparable strength, Fengzhao retreated sharply, and his feet slid across the water to stir up two rows of half-person-high waves, and he didn't dare to touch Yaoling's colorful brocade.

Caijin spread all the way to the wind and retreated, Yaoling like a light swallow flying on the water to meet the retreating wind, a flick of the wrist, Qicaijin flew out again in waves, Fengzhao suddenly flew out of the water like a harrier, the figure flashed and the person reached the sky above Yaoling, stretched out his hand to catch it, but unexpectedly Yaoling squatted and flew out obliquely, out of the range of Fengzhao, Fengzhao's eyes showed a trace of surprise, at this time the ear heard the whistling sound coming towards the door, Fengzhao did not dare to block it with a bamboo sword, a flick of the sleeve of the robe, a wind force dispersed at the same time the tip of the bamboo sword on the water a little, people have borrowed strength and jumped up a lotImmediately following on the water below, there was a sound of "poof" as if a stone falling into the water. Then I heard a "bang" popping sound, a wave splashed two meters high, and there was a strange fragrance scattered with the water vapor, Feng Zhao hurriedly closed his nose and flew out diagonally backwards. At this moment, a silvery bell-like laugh was heard ringing under the night sky.

Before the laughter fell, I heard a soft drink, and Yao Ling had been caught in Fengzhao's arms. The sound of the flute fell, and in the night sky I could only hear a coquettish complaint floating from the lake: "You sneak attack" and then heard the wind pretending to be a cold voice: "Remember not to laugh when fighting with people." ”

"You"

The two walked into the pavilion on the water, Yueming was already sitting at the table with a glass of wine and slowly sipping, Yaoling glanced at Yueming but happened to meet Yueming's eyes to look at her, her eyes were as deep as water, for some reason her heart suddenly jumped up, she hurriedly closed his eyes, but unexpectedly a strong hand next to her dragged her, and fell into Fengzhao's arms "Don't look at him, I don't know that his eyes have the same function as the flute." Feng Zhao's cold voice floated past her ears, his hand wrapped around her waist, and when she turned her head sideways, she saw Feng Zhao's handsome eyes with a hint of anger staring at the moon in front of the table drinking wine, Yao Ling was slightly stunned: Soul dementor

Fengzhao's face was cold, Yueming's face was still expressionless, and when Yaoling looked at Yueming's eyes again, those eyes were already as calm as water without any waves, and Yaoling couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.