Erhong and Sun Lingwei opened another table in the prince's mansion, and the food was also very lively. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the big people in the palace who have status have gone to the Huagai Hall to receive the emperor's banquet, and the little ghost is in charge, and it is rare to be at ease.

After all, another year has passed, and everything is new for them, who are growing up young girls.

Erhong and Sun Lingwei were both wearing New Year's auspicious clothes given by Emperor Yongle.

Erhong was wearing a red red cotton jacket, a pink shirt, a red collar, and double red sleeves, except for the phoenix tail skirt given by Concubine Xian, she usually hardly wore a skirt, so she wore a pair of rose purple pants.

Wu Erhong, who is about to usher in the age of 14, is taller, and she has become more and more girly. Although the skin is not fair, there is a kind of radiance and luster that is unique to adolescent girls on the face. It's just that the facial features are not prominent, and the face is a little flat, especially when standing with Sun Lingwei, it still looks a little shriveled and thin.

Sun Lingwei is tall and tall, and his skin is as white and delicate as a shelled egg. There was a hollow flying phoenix golden step on his head, and with the lotus step moving lightly, there was a dingdong sound. It is also a unique style, beautiful and lovely.

She wears a fruit-green gauze jacket on her upper body, embroidered with five-colored flowers, sandwiched with various butterflies, and the wide hem of her coat is rusted with purple patterns.

The lower body is wearing a hand-painted moon skirt by herself, this kind of hand-painted color skirt, with ten pieces of material, each color is different, all use light colors with more moisture, or pink or white, or tender green or goose yellow, first on each understatement, and then stitched together, the waist is pleated, each skirt is a color, the breeze blows, the skirt is fluttering, the color is like the light of the moon, fresh and elegant, the style is refined, Sun Lingwei wears it, it is impossible to tell whether the clothes make people more beautiful, or the beauty of the people sets off the clothes more beautiful.

After the banquet in the palace, in the evening, Zhu Di and the concubines of the palace visited the garden, and Erhong and Sun Lingwei made a Kong Ming lantern and put it high in the sky.

"New year, make a wish." Before releasing Kong Ming's lantern, Sun Lingwei proposed.

The two closed their eyes together, faced the dark night sky, and quietly made a wish.

"Hong'er, what wish did you make? What I promise is, I hope that I will never be separated from you and Brother Junki. Sun Ling said excitedly

"Ah, how did you say what you wanted? It doesn't work if you say it. Erhong said a little regretfully.

"And what is your wish?"

"Mine, it's pretty much the same......"

"Ah, you might be the three of us never separated?" Sun Lingwei was very happy.

"Hmm...... Almost. ”

Facing Sun Lingwei's chrysanthemum-like eyes, Erhong blushed, and gradually felt ashamed in his heart. The wish she made can be said to be similar to Sun Lingwei's, but it is much worse.

Erhong's wish is that she hopes that she and Zhu Zhanji will never be separated.

Erhong feels that she is really a little selfish, in front of the beautiful and selfless sister Wei, she seems to be really a little obscene.

Just when he couldn't help it, Zhu Zhanji suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Brother Junki." The two girls cried out in unison.

Zhu Zhanji in front of him was wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair inlaid on his head, his eyebrows were tied to the two dragons grabbing pearls and gold wiping his forehead, he was wearing a two-color gold butterfly wearing a big red arrow sleeve, a long spike palace silk with colorful silk knots, and a stone blue flower eight regiments of forging spike gowns, and a small court boot with a blue satin foundation.

The contours of the face are more distinct, the lines on the body vaguely reveal the taste of a man, and the skin that has become dark after returning from the desert has gradually recovered, appearing more red lips and white teeth, shining in the wind and water, handsome and abnormal.

"Hong'er, you come with me, I have something to say to you." Zhu Zhanji simply stopped Wu Erhong, which flattered Erhong.

On this Chinese New Year's Eve, why did he ask me out alone?

What will he say to me?

Anyway, on Chinese New Year's Eve, even Sun Lingwei avoided such a mystery, where did he want to take me?

Oh, Erhong's heart suddenly moved, could it be that this Zhu Zhanji wants to give himself a New Year's date? How does he know what I think is the best time to confess?

In Erhong's heart, he believes that the best time to confess is 12 o'clock in the morning on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve of the year, and at that moment of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, confessing to his beloved is the most romantic thing.

Does this handsome little royal guy also understand the romance of modern people?

Erhong is desperate to know the answer. The corridor of Guanju Palace is not long, but Wu Erhong, who is walking in the corridor, feels that today's corridor is the longest journey.

There is a back garden behind the corridor, which is full of strange flowers and plants, and there are 16 precious Suzhou white plum trees, which are tall and handsome.

This garden, only the prince and the princess can come here to enjoy when they are tired, and they are usually locked, Zhu Zhanji took out the key, opened the delicate small iron door, and let Erhong in

Erhong's heart was pounding, she was nervous and excited, and there was a faint unrealistic hope in her heart, this handsome little royal guy, what important thing did she have to say to me when he brought her to this secret place so solemnly?

At this time, although it is cold, it is when the white plum blooms, the wind moves and the flowers fall, thousands of flowers, paving several layers on the ground, only to see the backyard like the snow falling, very beautiful.

A bend of the moon swept across the delicate corner tower, casting a hazy yellow light on the garden, making the garden mysterious and quiet. From a distance, the crimson rooms of Guan Ju Palace seemed to be embedded in the snow. In the shade of strange flowers and trees, the red wall of Guanju Palace and the snow-white of this garden are intertwined, just like a game of chess pieces that are in full swing.

Zhu Zhanji sat under the white plum tree with a solemn expression, it seemed difficult to speak, but he finally mustered up the courage to say: "Hong'er, in this palace, I regard you as a real sister, but sometimes I feel that you are not a sister. I treat you as my dearest, and no, oh no, I treat you as myself. ”

He was a little incoherent for a while, Wu Erhong saw him, and opened his mouth to talk these headless and brainless words, and he didn't know what he was going to say for a while, so he had to look at him blankly.

"Hong'er, I don't know, I trust you like this, is it a kind of luck or misfortune for you, I don't know if you will agree to what I said. But if you're going to say no, I don't need a reason. I won't blame you either. Zhu Zhanji said word by word, his eyes were full of eagerness.

"What's the matter? As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it. Although you are the emperor's grandson, I am only an eight-rank palm, but I don't care about this, because I have long regarded you as my best friend, oh no, in your words, I also regard you as myself. ”

Wu Erhong looked at the sincere eyes of the imperial grandson, and couldn't help revealing his true feelings.

(Dear friends, is the Chinese New Year's Eve date the most romantic?) The most monumental? Thank you for your votes, especially the wonderful comments of some book friends after the book, I am touched and love you. ）