In the garden, Yan Danqing is painting. A crisp laughter came, like a flowing stream, like a dingdong mountain spring, clear and pure.

Yan Danqing's focused mind was disturbed by this pure voice, he stopped the brush in his hand, turned around elegantly, and followed the prestige.

I saw Princess Rouran running happily, wearing a blue gauze skirt, light like smoke and mist, floating with the wind; The bun is coiled up casually and naturally, white, and small turquoise flowers are dotted on the bun, which is fresh and elegant.

From afar, it looks like a fairy in the mountains and forests, not stained with dust; If a clear spring, a trace of smart flow waves, cleanse the filth in the hearts of mortals, leaving only a pool of purity and nature.

Yan Danqing looked at it blankly, forgetting the qiē in front of her, only her!

"Is it pretty? Painting. ”

Princess Rouran turned around in front of Yan Danqing, the blue gauze skirt fluttered in the wind, and the soft and soft blue yarn crossed Yan Danqing's palm.

Yan Danqing couldn't help but want to grab it, but he saw Bisha hurriedly slicing across his palm, leaving a trace of sadness in the heartbeat.

Princess Rouran's smile is pure and natural.

The small white and turquoise flowers, scattered and scattered, bloom in the bun at will, just like blooming in a lovely spring.

Maybe immersed in the good, maybe greedy for the beauty in front of you.

Yan Danqing stood in place, silent.

Rouran's clear and bright big eyes blinked a few times unconsciously, looking at Yan Danqing suspiciously, expecting his approval and longing for his recognition.

"Yan Danqing, what are you doing in a daze? Yan Danqing, Yan Danqing ......"

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Yan Danqing smiled lightly, his cold eyes seemed to be melancholy, as if he had unintentionally exuded the breath of ink, which made people feel distant and sublime.

"Rouran, here ......"

There weren't too many words, just a gentle smile.

Perhaps, only here is Princess Rouran, Yan Danqing can find that real intimacy.

"Is it pretty? This is my new clothes. ”

"It's fresh and beautiful, and it really makes my eyes shine."

With clear laughter, Princess Rouran turned around a few times at will, Bisha's skirt fluttering, and her clothes fluttering.

"Rouran knows that this dress is good-looking! Hehe......"

Yan Danqing walked to Princess Rouran's side and looked at her warmly, "Princess, I don't know which master of ceremonies from the master of ceremonies in the master workshop made this dress for the princess?" It's special! ”

"The palace maids in the workshop can't make such beautiful dresses, it's been so many years, and they do it the same. It's not new at all, it's not good at all. You see, she came, and she did it. ”

Yan Danqing looked in the direction that Rouran pointed out, only to see Qing'er coming in a hurry.

"Princess, princess, you ran so fast, the slave finally caught up!"

"Qing'er, Princess Rouran's dress is really special, fresh and elegant, fairy and curling, I didn't expect you to have this craftsmanship, it's really impressive!"

Qing'er smiled faintly, thinking, this idea didn't come from your daffodil picture.

"If you really say the word 'thanks', I have to thank Yan Painter for his suggestion, what about the little girl, it's just that the class has an axe, and I hope that Yan Painter will not laugh at it!"

"Where, is the young girl's quick thinking and intelligence, and the talent of the young girl can be compared with ordinary women."

Yan Danqing's eyes were full of affirmation, acquaintance, and appreciation.

The same picture of narcissus, Yan Danqing gave to Princess Rouran for love, purity and sex, life and death; Qing'er gave Princess Rouran's narcissus dress for friendship, single-mindedness, and unpretentiousness.

Princess Rouran listened inexplicably, and looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"What are you talking about, how did I hear it so confused? Danqing, when did you mention Qing'er, I don't know. ”

Yan Dan Qing'er looked at each other and smiled.

"I said I couldn't find anyone, it turned out that they all came here! I said Qing'er, when will you help me make a dress, I'm tired of wearing this dress. ”

Guo Jiayan's hearty laughter, bright smile, and several strides walked in front of Qing'er.

Qing'er's eyes fell elsewhere, falling on Li Chun, who was following Guo Jiayan.

It seems that his injury has healed, and he is finally relieved.

said unintentionally, as if it was intentional, Qing'er bumped into Li Chun's affectionate eyes in the cold, and her cheeks were crimson unconsciously.

Princess Rouran hurriedly walked in front of Li Chun and Guo Jiayan, and spun around casually, "Cousin Jiayan, Brother Chun, this is the clothes Qing'er made for me, and this headdress, is it good-looking?" ”

Li Chun's eyes kept staring at Qing'er.

Guo Jiayan glanced at Qing'er, stared at Princess Rouran, and smiled brightly, "Light and elegant, it's really vulgar!" ”

Holding his chin in his hand, with an approving gaze, he turned to look at Qing'er, "Qing'er, I'm really a little jealous of Princess Rouran, you say, are you too partial, when will you help me do it?" The province made me see the greed. ”

Qing'er raised her chin slightly and smiled arrogantly, "That depends on the mood of the little girl!" ”

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of Li Chun's eyes staring at him, and in an instant, his thoughts were chaotic and his cheeks were crimson.

Guo Jiayan smiled comfortably, "Hehe, look, this little woman is really arrogant!" Tell me, where did you say that this inspiration for you came from, it turned out to be so special. ”

Qing'er looked at Yan Danqing, and the two smiled tacitly.

For some reason, Guo Jiayan was disgusted by their tacit smile, and stared at Yan Danqing coldly.

Yan Danqing is always casual and free.

Qing'er smiled indifferently, "This is called novelty, for example, if we often look at a thing, after looking at it for a long time, we feel that we are accustomed to it, and there is nothing special about it." If one day, a different alternative suddenly appears, we will feel new and strange, and it will easily attract our attention. In fact, no matter how fresh it is, after watching it for a long time, it is nothing. This is like people's greed, which is endless, but in fact, they don't know that what is around them is the most suitable for them. ”

Li Chun's cold eyes stared at Qing'er and said unconsciously.

"What is best for you is what is best for you."

Guo Jiayan laughed and turned his face to look at Li Chun, "King Guangling, have you noticed, I think Qing'er is an alternative, a special alternative!" ”

Qing'er looked helpless and stunned, who made him his buddy.

Everyone laughed and was very lively.

I don't know when, Gonggong Chen was already standing behind them with the emperor in his arms.

The emperor watched and listened to his princes, and the princesses were there talking and laughing.

And this warm scene, the emperor can only watch from afar, can only watch from afar.

Once you get closer, there is no more.

Just like that dragon chair, destined to be lonely.

"Grandpa Chen, have you noticed how happy you are when you smile. I hope that she can continue like this, live happily every day, be happy, and have no worries for a lifetime. Have you seen it, Princess Rouran wears this dress, she looks like a fairy! ”

Gonggong Chen bent down and saluted, "The princess is beautiful and fragrant, and she is favored by the saints, no matter what kind of dress, the princess will become dignified and gorgeous!" ”

"I always thought that Qing'er could only make tea, but I didn't expect to have such a craft."

"The saint is right, the Qing'er girl is indeed smart and clever, and the slave also heard that Princess Rouran also likes her very much, and the two of them are very close! Both of them, it's okay. ”

"I see it! It's better to be close to the princess than to the prince, I hope she knows how to measure. ”

The emperor's love is majestic and sacrosanct.

Gonggong Chen lowered his head, and his face became stern.