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Yan Zhen Pavilion is divided into two floors, the first floor is smaller, as long as it is to receive the general rich and noble people, the second floor is much more open than the first floor, all kinds of gold, silver and jade ornaments are furnished in it, and the people who come and go are the real magnates.

When Shen Qing and his party walked up to the second floor, they happened to see Lian Che putting on a jade magnolia hairpin for Ling Lingshan with a gentle face, Ling Lingshan's delicate face was slightly red, and her eyes were full of the beautiful face of the man in front of her.

After the first shock, Zhou Ji was now immune, and only muttered in Shen Qing's ear idly: "It seems that the beauty has promised it." ”

There was deliberate regret in his voice.

Shen Qing blinked narrowly: "Don't worry, you are still young, go back and tell your uncle that you can wait for another two years for the marriage." ”

He pursed his lips noncommittally, causing Shen Qing to chuckle.

Seeing Lian Che looking over, Shen Qing nodded to him and was pulled to the counter by Zhou Ji, he took a bunch of beaded hairpins from the shopkeeper's hand, and gestured on Shen Qing's head.

"Cousin, you look so good wearing this."

He selected a white jade inlaid yellow agate hairpin and inserted it in Shen Qing's hair: "It's just tailor-made for you." ”

Shen Qing looked at it in the bronze mirror, it was indeed beautiful.

"However, this is my favorite hairpin."

A voice as crisp as a pearl sounded, Ling Lingshan's petite face raised up, and she shyly said to Lian Che: "Your Highness, I took a fancy to this hairpin just now. ”

"Oh, really?"

Ling Lingshan nodded a little weakly, she did take a fancy to this hosta at a glance, but she selfishly wanted to let his gentleness stay for a while.

Shen Qing plucked the hosta from his head and put it in the shopkeeper's hand: "I'm sorry Miss Ling, I almost took away your love." ”

Ling Lingshan looked at the woman in front of her who was as beautiful as her, for some reason, she just didn't like it, she only said lightly: "Miss Shen is polite." ”

"In that case, boss, you can take some other jewelry out and I'll take a look."

The shopkeeper secretly pinched a handful of sweat, the two gods on the left and the right were not something he could afford to offend, but fortunately, there was no big turmoil.

Zhou Ji didn't have much interest now, and the two of them hastily selected a few accessories that were considered high-quality in terms of workmanship, and they were about to leave.

Ling Lingshan coquettishly hid behind Lian Che and asked timidly, "Your Highness, are you angry?" ”

Lian Che watched the back of a few people leaving: "It's fine." ”

The voice does not distinguish between joy and anger.

In the nineteenth year of Tianjing, after the Imperial History Mansion and the Second Prince's Mansion announced the good news, the people of Fengcheng were looking forward to the upcoming summer.

The wedding of Lian Che and the prime minister's daughter was actually before Shen Yushi, June 18, and it was obviously decided in a hurry for some unknown purpose.

Since Nanyuan saw Shen Tuo, the wind carried a hint of sultry heat unique to early summer, Shen Qing took a cool look in the pavilion of the lotus pond, a few early-blooming lotus flowers trembled with the breeze, and the residual dew drops on the turquoise lotus leaves rolled down.

Shen Qing was dressed in a light pink pigmented gauze long skirt and a light Luo shirt of the same color, she leaned quietly on the edge of the pavilion pillar, feeling the cool breeze and lotus fragrance occasionally blowing on the lotus pond. An unfamiliar ambergris came behind him, and Shen Qing turned to look, a man in blue stood tall five steps away, his handsome facial features dazzling in the sun.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Second Prince." Lian Che approached her and wanted to take her hand, but she reflexively shrunk, and his outstretched hand stopped in front of her awkwardly.

"Why are you so angry with me?"

"Shen Qing didn't dare to offend His Highness."

He approached her even more: "I was forced to marry her by form. ”

There were no waves in Shen Qing's deep eyes, these were not what she cared about.

"Give me three months, and after three months, I will marry you."

She looked up at him, "Is there any misunderstanding on the part of Your Highness?" Shen Qing is a surviving person, and he really doesn't dare to climb His Highness. ”

Lian Che held the pavilion pillar with one hand and her arm with the other, trapping her between the pavilion pillar and him: "You should understand my heart, now that I can't help myself, no one will be able to stop us when I become the Lord of the Golden Glory." ”

"What if I say, I don't want to?" Lian Che's face was a little blue, he lowered his head, his rough fingers lifted her chin, there was only a three-inch distance between the two, he lingered on her beautiful face with his eyes, and finally looked straight into her eyes, as if he wanted to see through the layers of fog into her heart: "What did you say? ”

The man's peculiar aura lingered around her, and she smiled softly: "I said, I don't want to." ”

The man's face was instantly gloomy and terrifying, his hand holding her chin tightened inch by inch, and he leaned over to kiss her, the woman turned her head to the side hard, and the man's fiery lips were imprinted on the corners of her mouth.

"Does Your Highness want to be inferior to me in the Imperial History Mansion?"

The man stiffened for a moment, he let go of the woman gently, there was no light in his dark eyes, and he took out a hosta from his sleeve, which was the one that was bought by Ling Lingshan in Yan Zhen Pavilion that day.

"This is what I asked the shopkeeper to rebuild, and that day, you were wronged."

Despite her objections, he carefully inserted the hairpin into her hair, with a bitter tenderness in his eyes.

What is this, Shen Qing disdains her in his heart, he treats her as a jealous concubine to coax, when does she really care about the hairpin or does she care about him, the second prince who is high?

She plucked the hosta on her head and threw it into his arms: "Your Highness thinks too much, I have never liked you, and I don't care who you marry, I can't afford this hairpin." ”

Taking advantage of his stunned efforts, she pushed him away and left the pavilion.

Just after walking a few steps, she turned a big rock behind the rockery, and a man in a light green robe smiled at her.

He followed closely behind her: "My cousin is really charming, it's hard for me to worry about you in vain, and now it seems that there are really not a few people who fall under my cousin's pomegranate skirt, well, the stranger of that day is one, don't think I don't know, he would have wished I had gotten far away, so that I could be alone with my cousin."

It's just that I didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Second Prince, who is about to marry Jin Yao's first beauty, also has a deep affection for your cousin. Cousin, tell me, who do you like more of the two of them? ”

Shen Qing is in a bad mood now, listening to what he said, she suddenly stopped, Zhou Jikan stopped her steps, and almost didn't bump into it, only to see Shen Qingyu's hand flick lightly, Zhou Ji opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, he looked at the woman in shock and panic, his eyes were bigger than the copper bell, and when he came back to his senses, only a skirt corner flashed on the edge of the mountain rock in front of him, and there was no trace of the woman.

Zhou Ji was finally able to speak again after scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously for two hours, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then tremblingly moved to Shen Qing who was holding the scroll and squatted down, with a flattering face: "Cousin, cousin, what did you do to me just now?" ”