Meibian always remembered the purpose of his coming here. She wasn't going to go in and fight the little girls.

Anyway, her purpose is different from theirs.

So when she arrived at the lakeside pavilion, Guan Yurou wanted to sit with the little sisters she was familiar with, but she didn't know those people by her eyebrows, so she said, "Second sister, go over, I'll just find a place to sit here." ”

Although Zhang told Guan Yurou to introduce Guan Meibian to her friends, Guan Yurou's arrogant temperament, the more she was told like this, the more unwilling she was to do it. When he heard the words on his eyebrows, he immediately rejoiced, "That's fine, I'll go first." ”

didn't even explain the sentence "come to me if you have something". He shook his head slightly, then picked up a place to sit down, and looked at the girls who had come to the banquet today.

When he was at the Guan family, he felt that Guan Yurou's dress was a little too grand. But when she got here, among the girls who were competing for beauty, Guan Yurou was not conspicuous at all.

Today, Princess Fu held a banquet and invited the official wives in Beijing to bring their daughters to come, saying that they were enjoying the flowers, but in fact, everyone knew that Princess Fu wanted to choose a concubine for her two sons.

Therefore, these daughters of official families naturally dressed up vigorously, hoping to overwhelm the crowd and win the favor of Princess Fu in one fell swoop. And even if Princess Fu doesn't like it, then maybe the two princes take a fancy to it? So it's always right to dress up outstandingly.

In this way, it seems that such a simple and elegant outfit on the side of the eyebrows is incompatible with today's atmosphere.

But she's not worried, because she's not alone. Although everyone wants to stand out, there are always reasons for some girls not to dress too well. For example, the maidens who were brought over to make up the numbers. So there are still people who are with me.

Of course, the most important thing is that her purpose is different from everyone else's.

Although everyone says that Princess Fu is choosing a concubine for her two sons, this is just a statement. Who in the capital city doesn't know that Yuan Ziqing, the prince of Fuwangfu's eight classics, had a serious illness when he was a child and fell ill. Now that he is eighteen years old, he still spends most of the year in his own yard, and he will not go out when he is free.

Such a sick man, maybe he will go when he goes, naturally no one will care. is the position of the son of the world on him, and everyone thinks that sooner or later it will fall to his younger brother.

is different from the elder brother of the sick Yangzi, the little son of the Fuwang Mansion is smart, lively and clever, from the queen mother and the emperor and queen in the palace, to the old concubine of the Fuwang Mansion, the prince and the princess, all of whom are very pampered. Although he is only fifteen years old now, he can be civilized and martial arts, which is not bad, and he will take over King Fu's class in the future, and he will naturally have unlimited scenery.

Therefore, most of the guests who came today came for the little boy Yuanzifang. If his daughter can marry him and inherit the title of King Fu in the future, she will be the princess of Fu. Even if she is only a side concubine, it will make many people blush.

is so beautiful, naturally it is also for Yuan Zifang to see. After all, it is rumored in the capital that the leading Oiran and red-sleeved girl with red sleeves have a close relationship with Yuan Zifang. And the red-sleeved girl who can get his blue eyes looks really like a country and a city, and she is gorgeous. That's why these girls are all dressed up in this direction. After all, she is a lady of a family, is it possible to lose to a prostitute woman?

Meibian didn't think there was anything wrong with them learning the costume of an Oiran in order to get the favor of Yuan Zifang. Because she can understand the feeling of wanting to show her best in front of the other party. Although she is fundamentally different from those women, they are all similar in principle.

Because the position of the eyebrows is remote, no one notices her, and no one comes up to talk. After all, she doesn't look like she has capital. What's more, most of the girls sitting outside are cautious, for fear of doing something wrong, and naturally they won't notice others.

He sat down for a while, got up and asked a maid who was standing not far away where the changing clothes were, and then left the pavilion generously without attracting anyone's attention.

A maid like Xingyun can't go into the garden, and she has her own place to go, so she doesn't have anyone around her.

Meibian walked along the stone path of the garden all the way in.

She remembered that in her previous life, she had taken the wrong path and walked in the opposite direction to the garden, only to meet him. And this time, she wants to turn a chance encounter into an inevitability.

The garden of King Fu's Mansion was very beautiful, and it was very large, and all kinds of roads were intricate, but the steps on her brow did not hesitate for a moment, and she could pick out the path she wanted to take without thinking, and then set foot on it firmly.

Because although so many years have passed, she has always been haunted in her heart, and in the days that followed, she repeated this day over and over again many times, so that the impression was so clear that there was no need to think about it.

When he could see a large bamboo forest from a distance, his eyebrows finally slowed down. She squeezed her palm, paused to calm herself, and then continued walking, with a little confusion and eagerness on her face, and her steps were slightly messy and hesitant.

Yiqiē looked like he had imagined, until that Qingyue question sounded behind him, "Who are you?" ”

On the side of his eyebrows, he only felt his heart jump suddenly, and he almost couldn't stand steadily. She turned her head in a panic, looked at the person standing by the bamboo forest, and immediately lowered her head with a single glance.

It's him, it's really him!

She's back! He Yuan Ziqing is still an eighteen-year-old slender teenager!

At that moment, there were almost tears in his eyebrows.

That's why she had to lower her head, lest he see that her feelings were fluctuating.

However, in Yuan Ziqing's eyes, her reaction like this turned into the appearance of being frightened by herself, which made sense.

So he slowed his voice and asked again, "Who are you?" How did you get here? ”

He blinked his eyebrows, and collected the last trace of tears, and then raised his head, "I came to the Fu Wangfu Mansion today to participate in the flower viewing banquet." After I went to change clothes, I couldn't find my way back, so I somehow came here. ”

Although she was facing him, her gaze was always elsewhere. God knows how much she wants to see him, to see if he is still what she remembers. But she didn't dare, she couldn't. Because she was afraid that her eyes would reveal her feelings and be detected by him.

Yuan Ziqing nodded. He knew that his mother had set up a banquet today and invited many ladies to choose a future wife for his younger brother. Although Qingyun had only recited it once in front of him, Yuan Ziqing's memory had always been very good, and he naturally would not forget it.

It's just that...... After all, it was none of his business. He didn't even think to find out. But he didn't expect that there would be such a guest, who broke into his residence in a daze.

"The banquet should be arranged on the lakeside pavilion, right? Then you're going in the opposite direction. Just walk back the way you came. He said.

Maybe it was because he hadn't seen strangers for a long time, but he found that he had a few more words.

He nodded his eyebrows, then looked at him seriously, and asked innocently, "Then who are you and why are you here?" ”

Yuan Ziqing was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect to be questioned like this. He couldn't help but glance at the woman in front of him more.

She was wearing an aqua blue half-arm long skirt, the skirt was plain, and a few petals were embroidered on the placket, which was extremely elegant. A simple half-bun was tied on his head, a silver comb with a little green was inserted, and the rest of the hair was tied back in the head, which was refreshing and lovely. The skin is slightly plump, the apricot face is peachy, and a pair of big round eyes are embellished on it, which is even more agile.

Yuan Ziqing's heart jumped, and she pressed it, and asked her, "Who do you say I am?" ”

He rolled his eyebrows, "I heard that there are two sons in the Fuwang Mansion, among which the prince Yuan Ziqing is eighteen years old this year, and he looks similar to you." Could it be that you are the prince of Fuwang? ”

When her name came out of her red lips, Yuan Ziqing held her breath slightly, her heart full of anticipation and joy.

He had never paid such attention to a woman at such a moment, nervous and happy about it. Before today, the woman he was most familiar with was his cousin Liu Yanjun. My cousin is arrogant, her eyes are dustless, and her face is always cold and indifferent. Yuan Ziqing actually didn't feel anything for her, but she didn't know why her mother always asked her cousin to come in front of her.

In their eyes, a person with such a temperament would like a cousin who looks similar to his temperament?

But Yuan Ziqing felt that his cousin's body was too thin, just like him. So what he really likes is like the girl in front of him, with a little bit of pearl and jade, looking at a blessed and cheerful woman.

However, this thought only passed away in a flash, and it was forced down by Yuan Ziqing. The lady who came today may be the person in his brother's house in the future, how can he have such a thought? Even if it's not, but with a sick body like this, in the end it's just a drag on others.

Thinking like this, the original joy slowly faded.

When it came to his lips to ask her name, he couldn't say it again.

He looked at his eyebrows for a moment, and said softly, "It's me." Then he turned and left.

Since it is destined to have no relationship, why involve so much and cause sadness?