"Miss, King Xiao Qi and King Xiao Xuan are here!" Steward Ji in the Qi Mansion squinted his eyes happily, bent his upper body slightly to salute, and raised his voice to Qi Qing'er, who was coquettish in his father's arms, while guiding the two little princes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm fourteen years old this year, I'm not a little prince anymore, he..."

Qi Wang Gao Junsheng pointed to Xuan Wang Gao Junsheng, who was a head and a half shorter than himself: "It's the little prince, I'm so tall, don't call me small in the future." ”

Junsheng put his hand on his forehead, "Look, I'm almost as tall as you!" ”

"Yes, Little Prince Qi!" Steward Ji straightened up, still squinting his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were smiling brightly.

"You are talking nonsense, you obviously have the height of Steward Ji's shoulders!" Jun Yu gestured with his little hands and pouted his small mouth, not to be outdone.

Dressed in a light brown palace suit, the nine-year-old Xuan Wang Gao Jun is indeed relatively short.

"I'll surpass him next year!" Jun Sheng shook his head as he spoke, and looked at Jun Yu with round eyes.

"Two princes, please come inside, our young lady asked when the princes were here in the morning." Steward Ji giggled.

For Steward Ji, King Qi and King Xuan are frequent visitors to the house, and the older King Qi has an extraordinary relationship with Miss Qi.

What is curious is why Xiao Ling Wang Gao Junyang, who usually came early, has not arrived yet.

The butler turned his head to look outside the door, and the smile in his eyes did not disappear, and he was a little more puzzled.

Qi Mansion, the lanterns are colorful, laughter and laughter, the only lady in the house, Qi Qing'er, is ten years old, and the whole house is happy and happy.

There are singing and dancing, musical instruments, the most fun puppets in the capital, and customized desserts in the first restaurant, Agarwood Pavilion.

The fragrance of Nanmu on the house is far away and clear.

The lord of a mansion, Qi Muze is a first-class military marquis, with immeasurable merits and fame.

The birthday of the daughter of the military marquis in this mansion is naturally not sloppy, and at this time, Qi Qing'er's silver bell came from the main hall with some coquettish laughter.

"Why are you here now, I've been waiting for you all morning." Qing'er jumped off her father Qi Muze's lap, full of vitality.

Junsheng raised a smile at the oncoming Qing'er, and his steps jumped: "Isn't this coming, noon hasn't arrived yet!" ”

Jun Yu trotted behind and followed: "Brother Junsheng went to the suburbs in the south of the city in the morning, so naturally he won't be early." ”

As you speak, prepare to run with your legs drawn.

"You little liar, don't say it." Jun Sheng said, his face turned slightly red, and he chased after Jun Yu.

"Whatever dumb riddles you play, stop me!" Qing'er also chased after her.

Although she is only ten years old, the domineering and charming of an adult woman are already budding in this small body.

The laughter came one after another, and the maidservants in the house also stopped what they were doing and looked at the group of children with a smile.

"Be careful, don't fall!" A servant girl said.

In the main hall, the desk was full of food and refreshments of various colors, and Qi Qing'er's mother Xu Peiqin sat on the side, looking lovingly at the children who were chasing.

Xiao Junyu was probably attracted by the food in front of him, but he forgot about Junsheng who was chasing behind him, looked at the salivating food, raised his little hand, and was about to take it, but was caught by Junsheng.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, go to the suburbs in the south of the city to do something, it will take several hours to come and go, you must be hungry, why don't you eat some refreshments with your brother Junyu, fill your stomach first." Xu Peiqin hurriedly got up and held the two princes who almost fell to the ground.

"Yes, what are you doing in the south of the city, you can't eat it if you don't say it!" Qing'er flickered her eyelashes, although she was only as tall as a handsome eucalyptus, she was full of confidence.

A small hand was on top of the food.

Qi Muze watched from the sidelines, but he didn't stop it, Qing'er will be King Qi's sooner or later, and he won't be able to take care of it anyway when he arrives at King Qi's mansion in the future, so it's better to leave it alone.

Junsheng was asked by Qing'er, the blush on his face became more obvious, he withdrew his hand holding Jun'er, his body stood straight, and his eyes were slightly nervous.

"Hurry up and take it out, sooner or later it's going to be given, don't you say! Aunt Xu! Jun Yu made a girl-like childlike voice and quietly hid behind Qing'er's mother, revealing half of her face to watch.

Aunt Xu's mother was even more shocked by the language of the cute child behind her, and she knew a lot at a young age.

When Qing'er heard this, Junsheng must have prepared a gift for herself, and leaned closer to Junsheng with her splendid Luo boots, her crescent-like eyes narrowed into a slit, and she smiled to reveal her immature white teeth.

"What gift?" Qing'er stretched out her little hand in front of Junsheng, "When did you become so twisted and pinched!" ”

Junsheng lowered his head, blushing to the root of his ears, without the arrogance he had when he first entered the door, he was embarrassed to put his hand into the placket of his chest, and then took out a handkerchief, which was wrapped in something.

Before Junsheng could deliver the gift to Qing'er, there was a warmth in his hand, Qing'er's soft little hand touched Junsheng's palm, Junsheng quickly withdrew his hand and clasped his two hands tightly together.

Qing'er carefully opened the gray gold wire trimmed handkerchief, and inside was a piece of jade, tied with a silk thread, and the light shone on it, transparent and flawless, and natural.

Qi Muze knew at a glance that it was a good jade, no wonder King Qi would come late today, such a jade is really hard to find.

When I turned it over again, there was handwriting on it.

'Life and death, talk to Zicheng! ’

Qi Muze snorted and laughed: "It seems that our little prince Qi has grown up, hehehe..."

Turned around and put the jade in Qing'er's hand: "But you have to put it away!" ”

Although Qi Qing'er is only ten years old, she likes to practice martial arts and fight on weekdays, but under her mother's earnest teachings, she also reads poetry and books and the Five Classics. How can you not understand the meaning of these eight words?

At this time, Shicai's pungent appearance went to eight points, holding the jade, smiling shyly, and then throwing herself into her mother's arms.

Junsheng didn't know where to look, pinning his hands behind his back, grinding his toes on the stone floor, pursing his lips to reveal the shallow dimples on his cheeks.

Qi Muze saw the embarrassment of the two children, took down a sword from the wall in the main hall, and handed it to Qing'er: "Our family Qing'er has also grown up, and when you can hold a sword, this Qingyun sword will be regarded as a gift from your father." ”

Qingyun Sword is the treasure of the heirloom, Qing'er can't touch it if he wants to, as soon as he heard his father say that he wanted to give Qingyun Sword to himself, the love of children just now was left behind.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Before the man came out of his mother's arms, his hand was already on the sword.

Open the scabbard, the fiery red sword body clearly reflects the golden lines, flamboyant and restrained.

On the red hilt, there is a red rally more than an inch long, which can't help but make people's eyes shine.

As soon as this sword came out, how could King Qi, who was known as a young general, not have the urge to try the sword, and he had already lost the shyness of an idiot boy, his eyes widened, and he reached out to touch the sword.

"No, this is my father's beloved thing, you can't touch it!" Qing'er's crescent-like eyes flashed with pride, and she raised her head slightly, looking at the sword carefully in the sun.

Qi Muze loves his daughter, but he loves King Qi no less than he loves Qing'er: "Qing'er, don't be rude, show King Qi and let him try." ”

Junsheng walked to Qing'er's side and stretched out his hand, eager to show his eyes.

Qing'er thought that he would want Junsheng to teach him to practice swords, so why not borrow him for a while, so he put the sword in Junsheng's hand.

Retreating the scabbard, the sword body sparkled in the sun, and the golden lines on it seemed to flow, and Jun Sheng's Qingyun swordsmanship full of brains had long wanted to try it.

Jun Yu also ran to the sword: "I want to see it too." ”

Then he stretched out his little hand.

"Although this sword is not heavy, it is very sharp, and you are still too young to hold a sword." Qi Muze favored Junsheng, and his preference was undisguised, rejecting Xiaoxuan Wang Junyan in person.

In a moment, Junsheng took a few steps and moved to the courtyard, and the man and sword were one.

Qi Muze nodded and smiled, touched the beard on his chin, which was neither long nor short, and thought to himself that he had not mistaken King Qi, his understanding was extraordinary, and he was indeed the future prince.

The sound of swords, martial arts, and the sound of King Qi's clothes rolling in the air, everyone's attention in this courtyard was on King Qi alone, and they were fascinated.

As everyone knows, another force outside the gate of Qi Mansion that is more chilling than a sword is blocking all the ways out of Qi Mansion with a mountain of formations.