On the second day, early in the morning, Miao Ling evoked a light song, and said in a chattering voice: "Princess, this is your first appearance, you have to dress up well and compare with other princesses." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Do you see whether to bring this step shake hairpin, or crested hairpin, or a hundred butterfly hairpin, if you want me to say, bring ......"

"Stop! If you don't wear a hairpin, just comb your hair in a bun. ”

"How can that be. Princess, today is your first appearance......"

"If you talk again, I'll comb a skyrocketing ponytail!" Qingge said with a roll of his eyes.

"What is ...... Cupola? Miao Ling blinked.

When she saw Qingge with a cupola tail on her head, and the corners of her eyes were hung like Guan Gong, she almost fainted from crying. Silently withdrew.

After a while, Shu Tong pushed the door in, and was stunned when he saw Qingge's hairstyle, and said, "But Miao Ling is unhappy with the princess." ”

"No, it's just, it's too nagging." Qingge said weakly.

"Can the slave help you with your makeup?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." As if he had expected it, Shutong nodded at her and went out gently.

Qingge chose a milky white Luo Yan long skirt among the many skirts rewarded by the emperor, with a very light green lotus leaf embroidered on the neckline, and a belt of the same color tied around the waist, which lined the waist soft and slender. The skin is already like coagulation, and against the backdrop of white clothes, the skin is as shining as a pearl. He put down the cupola ponytail again, tied a loose bun, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks hung down naturally, like a kitten returning from playing somewhere, natural and smart, and slightly charming.

Dress up and open the door. Miao Ling and Shu Tong were standing outside the door, showing surprised expressions.

"Princess, what a ...... you are It's made of jade. "Wonderful exclamation.

Shu Tong also nodded at her with a bright gaze.

"Lead the way."

After crossing the Mie Palace Gate, passing through two side gates and winding paths, I walked for two quarters of an hour to the place of the banquet. Qingge looked at it, and it was the lotus pond where people and birds fought that day.

In the lotus pond in midsummer, the buds are shy and half-open like a girl, and the light fragrance wafts with the cool wind. Qingge held Miao Ling's hand and stepped on a small exquisite pleasure boat. A table of wine had already been prepared on the ship, and three men and one woman were already seated.

The boatman lifted anchor, propped up the penny, and the ebony boat slowly left the shore and sailed along the curved river that had been carved out in a lotus flower to the middle of the pool. The river is deep, with umbrella-like lotus leaves on both sides and half-open fresh flower bones. It's easy to reach. A little girl with a double hair sat on a bench on the side of the boat, reaching out from time to time to caress the green leaf pink flowers that slowly retreated behind her. It's uncomfortable.

Everyone at the table also seemed to be intoxicated by this cool beauty. There was a moment of silence.

Qingge entered the table and pulled everyone's attention back.

"You're my father's new princess sister?" The little girl with a double hair looked at her with big eyes, and she had a delicate lotus flower in her hand.

"Exactly. Qingge has seen many brothers and sisters, as well as younger sisters. Qingge made a false salute and sat down with an elegant smile on his face.

Shutong and Miao Ling behind him were stunned. This master of his own is from a mysterious background, and he feels not as high as other masters, but more of a sense of simplicity and intimacy. Now, as soon as he enters the table, he is like a proud, noble and alienated peacock. Not to be underestimated.

"You don't have to pay attention to those vulgar etiquette, just be casual." The prince who was directly opposite was wearing a pure ink-colored wide robe, the soft neckline was slightly open by the wind, and he combed a bun on his head at random like a light song, and the long hair was draped over his shoulders, and the hair next to his cheeks fluttered in the wind, which was even more lazy. The face shape is as firm as a knife, the thin lips are lightly pursed, and a pair of sharp black eyes are so rippling that people dare not make a mistake, as if they want to penetrate everything. With a blank face, he raised his glass to her and drank it all. He looked at Cui Dai again.

Cui Dai said understandingly: "Since the princess is getting together with everyone for the first time, please let me introduce the princess below." ”

Qingge swept everyone one by one, nodded and smiled.

The prince sleeps all night, naturally needless to say. The whole body exudes a cold low pressure, and when you look at him, you will instantly feel the dark clouds overhead. Such a person would organize such a small dinner party to connect with relatives? It made Qingge a little surprised.

The stuffy gourd who sat side by side with the prince was the prince's small and sworn friend, the commander of the Yulin Army, Heyun. He didn't look at her from beginning to end, and only occasionally talked to the prince, not knowing what he was thinking.

The little girl with a double hammerhead is the youngest princess of the brocade kite, with a small round face carved in pink and jade, and she explained to her in a chatter: "The prince's brother is the eldest brother, and the second and third brothers have gone to the fiefdom, and now they can't see each other." Originally, there were only two princesses with my sisters, but now there are more sisters who are singing lightly, and Jin Kite is so happy. ”

Next to the girl is Princess Qingyin, who is the same age as Qingge. Qingge couldn't help but look at it twice. This is the clear sound of the marriage contract with and Rong? Like a fairy, the temperament is elegant, as if it does not eat the fireworks of the world. It's hard to imagine how heartbreaking it was when she cried for the sake of Yongrong. Thinking that she was still in prison, her mood sank.

As for Cui Dai, he saw it during the court trial, Taiqing of Dali Temple, the cousin of the prince, is naturally a relative. "Wechen is not married yet." Cui Dai said as he licked his face. In exchange for a big white eye, what does it matter to me.

Skipping Cui Dai, Qingge also learned to be chic all night, raised his wine glass, and said "thank you" coldly, with an expressionless face, and drank it all.

As soon as the wine entered her throat, she regretted it. It was so spicy and fierce that she almost squirted. Looking at his gentleness, how can drinking such strong wine be like drinking water. Her little face crumpled, and a stream of heat burned from her throat to her stomach.

The night on the other side raised his eyebrows, and his cold gaze had a trace of warmth.

"Sister Qingge drank slowly, this wine is the Lone King wine that Brother Shuye brought back from the Western Regions. It can be called the king of wine. My father read countless wines like this, and he only drank three glasses before he got drunk. The brocade kite reminded on the side.

Sure enough, she felt her face was hot and her limbs were weak. Looking at the others, the wine glasses are all light green, only her wine with the night is a faint amber color.

At this time, a plate of delicate snacks was placed in front of Qingge. Five-petal plum shape, the skin is crystal clear, and there is a purple or pink trap as the center of the flower, exuding a sweet floral fragrance.

"It's clotted plum blossoms. Princess, please try it. Cui Dai enthusiastically sang the cloth for the light song.

Looking up and glimpsing the night, his thin lips were slightly open, and he also bit a plum blossom, and he fell into his stomach after a while.

Qingge began to unconsciously learn his appearance again, opening his mouth to hold a plum petal. The moment the taste buds touch the soft glutinous pastry, a warm liquid slowly flows out of a hollow in the heart. For some reason, my eyes suddenly became foggy. It's delicious...... Tears?

Shu Tong behind him hurriedly held a handkerchief and held the corner of Qingge's eyes: "Princess, this is ...... Choked? Seeing that Shutong's face was flushed, he knew how ashamed he was.