Ming Yulong snatched the wooden hairpin from his hand and said unceremoniously: "What's wrong with this?" There is also a magnolia tweed on it, which is much more beautiful than your one that doesn't know what to do. ”

Rong Yi put down the hand of taking the hairpin and said with a light smile: "The hosta on my head is carved from high-quality mutton fat jade, and one can be worth more than a thousand gold, do you really want it?" ”

If it had been before, Ming Yulong would have wished that there were as many gold and silver coins as possible.

But now that she knows Rong Yi's feelings for her, she can't respond, and asking for his things will only make you feel more and more owed to him.

"I see that this hairpin is really valuable, the first son cut it out by hand, unique in the world, unique, take out the hairpin and want to buy this hairpin There are only a lot of people!"

Ming Yulong took the wooden hairpin, held the waterfall-like green silk with both hands, and quickly divided the hair into two layers with her white fingers, tied the upper layer into a circle, and then inserted the wooden hairpin into it.

She doesn't know anything else, the only thing she can do is a princess head that looks like an ancient hairstyle.

Fortunately, I am wearing riding clothes today, and the simple hairstyle does not look abrupt.

After bunching up, she turned her head to look at Rong Yi and raised her eyebrows, "You carved magnolia because you like magnolia flowers?" ”

Rong Yi nodded slightly, "You like Magnolia?" ”

"Of course," Ming Yulong nodded, there were magnolia trees in the courtyard of her house, although she didn't like those synthetic scents, but she loved the fragrance of nature very much, "There is also a beautiful legend about magnolia flowers!" ”

"What legend?" Rong Yi said with a smile.

Ming Yulong jumped down from the lying stone, sorted out the satin-like green silk with one hand, and said slowly: "I guess you haven't heard of it, before, there were three sisters living in the mountain, the eldest sister is called Magnolia, the second sister is called Magnolia, and the third sister is called Huang Magnolia."

One day they went down the mountain to play but found that the village was cold and autumn smoke, a dead silence, the three sisters were very surprised, and after inquiring about the people in the village, they learned that there was a super bully who killed the lobster princess in order to drive the mountain and reclaim the sea, and since then, the dragon king has become an enemy with Zhangjiajie, and the dragon king locked the salt storehouse and did not let people eat salt, which finally led to the plague and killed many people.

The three sisters sympathized with them and decided to help them get salt. But how easy is it? After being rejected many times by the Dragon King, the three sisters had to start with the crab general who was guarding the salt warehouse, and charmed the crab general with the fragrance of the flowers they brewed, and took the opportunity to chisel through the salt warehouse and soak all the salt into the seawater.

The people of the village were saved, and the dragon king, in a fit of rage when he learned that it was the three sisters who had put the salt barn, turned the three into flower trees.

Therefore, the words of magnolia are pure and natural love, representing noble, fragrant, and sincere feelings. ”

Rong Yi hooked the corners of her lips thoughtfully, also stood up, stood in front of her, held her cheeks, her eyes were as beautiful as a dream, fell on the wooden hairpin on the top of her hair, and laughed softly:

"It turns out that what Long'er wants to collect is not a wooden hairpin, but my innocent and natural love for you."

The slightly cool fingers touched his cheeks, and Ming Yulong was still a little confused.

When I heard a certain prince affectionately put a name on her "Collecting Love", I suddenly felt that the hairpin on the top of her head seemed to have turned into a big furnace all of a sudden, and a cluster of fierce fire was lit from the top of her hair, burning to her pink cheeks.

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On Weibo, everyone expressed all kinds of dissatisfaction with Rong Yi's picture, Ji Yue looked up at the sky, and the forty-five degree angle was bright and sad - does anyone know how to draw?