The brewing process of Baihua Brewing is very complicated, even in Nanchu, there is not much in a year, but as soon as Wei Liu made a move, he took out ten jars.

Ruan Yanluo's eyes suddenly brightened, it couldn't be wrong, it must be him, if it wasn't him, how could he just take out the wine that night?

"Bang!" A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the people in the hall turned their heads at the same time, just in time to see Nangong Ling throwing the fragments in his hand and reaching out to pick up the handkerchief handed by the palace maid.

"My hand slipped." Nangong Ling explained lightly, and a powerful cold air emanated from his body.

Just kidding, a slippery teacup should have fallen to the ground, right, how could there be a piece in your hand? Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open? But because the person who said it was Nangong Ling, no one dared to refute it out loud.

But what's going on? This master was fine just now, and even asked the Queen Mother to be Ruan Yanluo and Lu, but in the blink of an eye, he was gloomy as if he wanted to kill.

The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped by 30 degrees, and it was already a little warm in early spring and March, but now it seemed to be colder than February.

Nangong Ling wiped his fingers casually, his eyes kept staring at Ruan Yanluo, his eyes dark and deep.

However, Ruan Yanluo was immersed in the joy of finding the mysterious person that night, and did not notice Nangong Ling's strangeness in the slightest, but frowned dissatisfiedly.

Why is it him again? Is the cup worrying with him? Every time I saw him, I would break a cup, and I also disturbed her to look at the gifts.

Ignoring such a little episode, Ruan Yanluo turned his head to Wei Liu and asked, "Prince Wei Liu, what is in this?" ”

She didn't forget it, Qin Chuan also stood in front of her with a box. Although Wei Liu had already given ten jars of Hundred Flowers Brew, she didn't think that this could be regarded as a big gift.

Wei Liu's slender fingers caressed the lid of the box, Ruan Yanluo didn't blink his eyes, what kind of gift is this?

The soft and transparent light slowly emanated from the box, as if there was substance, and a small piece of air around it was filled, and Wei Liu's hand was even more white and beautiful under the reflection of this light.

In his fingers, he holds a white hosta, without any complicated carvings, but it shows its special and precious.

"Ming hosta!" A voice suddenly sounded, and Old Man Ruan stepped forward, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "I don't know where this hairpin Weiliu prince got from?" ”

This hairpin Ruan is very familiar, this is Hongyan inadvertently received it from the street when she was young, she likes it very much, and has been wearing it, but then she somehow disappeared, and when she asked, she only said that it was probably accidentally dropped during the war, and she didn't expect to see it in Wei Liu's hands after so many years.

"This was given by General Hongyan when Wei Liu entered Beijing." Wei Liu spoke softly and said slowly: "Back then, Wei Liu entered Beijing alone, without relatives, only one of his mother's hairpins was by his side, but who knew that it was damaged in a bad attack, and General Hongyan couldn't bear to be sad when the fashionable and young Wei Liu, so he gave this hairpin to Wei Liu. ”

In just a few sentences, the cause and effect are clear and reasonable.

Old Master Ruan asked again: "What does Prince Weiliu mean......"

Wei Liu said lightly: "This thing is originally owned by General Hongyan, today the lord of Yanluo County and Xu, Wei Liu can't take out any decent gifts, so he remembered this old thing again, and now, it can be regarded as the return of the original owner." ”

handed the hairpin to Yan Luo, looked at her with his eyes and said, "If the lord of Yan Luo doesn't dislike it, please use this hairpin and flute." ”

His eyes were beautiful and hazy, like countless drifting clouds, like a fairyland. Ruan Yanluo felt that he was about to get lost in his eyes, and there was fairy music fluttering everywhere.

So this is his gift? At her ceremony, he gave her an ornament that her mother had worn back then, and this ornament was just enough to tie up her adult hair.

Such a chic and attentive gift is certainly a great gift. This person, sure enough, did not disappoint her.

Stretched out his hand to take the hairpin, and said with a full smile: "There is a prince Lao Weiliu who sent his mother's old things, and it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate." ”

Her smile was sincere and direct, looking at Wei Liu without any disguise, like a bright sunshine, breaking through layers of clouds and mist, and shining all the way to the bottom of Wei Liu's heart.

There was a faint warmth in Wei Liu's chest, is it genetic? The mother and daughter, although in different ways, are like a heat source, able to transfer the long-lost heat to the bottom of his already frozen heart.

Nguyen Yan Luo, Nguyen Yan Luo......

Is it that if she is by her side, he will always be able to maintain the popularity of this person?

Silently chanting her name, her palms held out of sight of others, as if trying to grasp something.

"Ling'er ......" The Queen Mother hurriedly walked to his side to check when Nangong Ling broke the teacup just now, and was relieved to see that he was useless, and asked unintentionally at this time: "Do you still want to mourn her family and add hairpins to her?" ”

Nangong Ling had been watching Wei Liu and Ruan Yanluo talk coldly, and when she heard the Queen Mother's question, her eyes jumped, but she said lightly: "Please ask the imperial grandmother to add a hairpin to the lord of Yanluo County." ”

The aura around him was clearly unhappy, but he didn't mean to change his mind.

The Queen Mother glanced at him helplessly, is it old? This grandson, she is getting more and more incomprehensible.

Noon was coming soon, and there was no longer any longer to delay, so the Queen Mother picked up the Ming jade hairpin sent by Wei Liu and slowly inserted it into Ruan Yanluo's hair.

The solemn music followed, Ruan Yanluo slowly raised her head, curled her hair in a bun, and inserted a hairpin representing an adult, and the girl's face was bright and beautiful, stunning the spring light in the room.

This ceremony, with the blessings of relatives and friends, the hostility of others, the contempt of bystanders, and unexpected surprises, and in the end, in the hairpin inserted by the Queen Mother herself, the supreme honor was achieved.

Even many, many years later, there is no girl who can surpass the grandeur of today's Ruan Yanluo, because in this ceremony, three emperors of later generations appeared in one fell swoop, and no woman can repeat the legend of Ruan Yanluo today.