"Bring me my sword!"

Emperor Chunyuan snorted, Li Xiuwen smiled and walked to the side, dragging a Xuanxi sword with both hands to Emperor Chunyuan's side.

Chun Yuan stretched out his hand to take it and looked at Chun Yuan Lan Xu.

Chun Yuan Lan pursed her lips, knelt on one knee with a flirtatious hem, and bowed her head respectfully.

Emperor Chunyuan strode towards Pure Yuan Lanxu, chuckled and said loudly: "I will give you this sword today, the sword is nameless, it is up to you to decide!" ”

"Thank you for your father's reward!" Pure Yuan Lanxu said softly.

He took the sword with both hands, and immediately burst into applause and cheers around him. The corners of Chunyuan Lanyu's lips were slightly hooked, his expression was calm, and he also congratulated Chunyuan Lanyu.

Chunyuan Lanyu still looked cynical and didn't care much, but he also congratulated him.

Chunyuan Lanqing chuckled, "Congratulations to Seventh Brother!" ”

Chun Yuan Lan Xu got up, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Emperor Chunyuan smiled heartily and said, "While everyone is in good hands today, let's play together tonight!" I've heard that the annual bonfire party in Hatsuhara is the most famous, and it happens to be held in recent days, so I'll experience it tonight! How is it? The First King? ”

King Chu Yuan smiled heartily and said, "This is also going to be proposed!" Why not? Why not! ”

All the primordial people were all happy, looking forward to this rumored bonfire. The ancient painting fan looked at the excitement of everyone, and immediately had fun, everyone likes delicious and fun!

A few eyes shot from different phones, but the ancient painting fan didn't look over, but poured a cup of tea for Emperor Chunyuan, listening to Emperor Chunyuan chuckle and tell her something about the bonfire party.

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The sun lost its last bit of brilliance and finally set down. And that's just the beginning of tonight!

Ancient painting fans and fluttering dances were waiting outside Emperor Chunyuan's bedroom, and inside Li Xiuwen and Liufu were changing and washing for Emperor Chunyuan.

"Fan'er, what is this bonfire like? Isn't it very lively! I just saw that the people of the Chuyuan tribe were overjoyed, and they were busy carrying some strange things, and they didn't know what they were doing! Piao Wu said with a radiant look, and her shining eyes were obviously very interested in the next party.

Gu Huafan looked at her glowing eyes and chuckled, "Look at your appearance? Wouldn't you know what this bonfire was like? There's something for you tonight, don't worry! ”

"Don't make fun of me! Are you in a hurry, what did the emperor tell you? It must be at this bonfire, you have it all in your heart, of course you are not in a hurry! I've never had such a grand banquet outside! ”

"I've never been outside either! Just in time to open your eyes later! The ancient painting fan chuckled.

"How can we be the same, you are a big celebrity in front of the emperor, isn't that knowledge much higher than our unknown little palace maid! I'm ashamed of myself! Fluttering squinted at the ancient painting fan, making a jealous look.

The ancient painting fan burst out laughing, quickly covered his mouth, and said softly: "Where did Sister Piaowu learn the movements and words?" This style really doesn't match the image of Sister Fluttering, and it's really awkward to look at. You should quickly turn back into my knowledgeable and sensible Fluttering Sister! ”

Seeing her laughing, Piao Wu immediately stood up in annoyance, and muttered, "This is the usual actions and words of those side chambers on the primordial king these days. It's natural to see what they do, as if they were born to talk like this. Why can't I imitate it? And you make fun of me like that! ”

"Sister Piaowu, what are you doing without learning this?" The stomach aches from the ancient painting fan smiling.

"Don't all men like it?" Fluttering raised eyebrows.

Hearing her say this, the ancient painting fan laughed again, and quickly frowned and stroked the belly that was suffocated by laughter, this taste of smiling is really uncomfortable!

"Laugh if you want! It's not uncomfortable to hold it like this! ”

Suddenly, the door was opened, and Emperor Chunyuan said clearly with a slanted look at the ancient painting fan.

Got caught!

Gu Huafan reflexively shrank his head, and then chuckled: "How dare the slave dare to laugh out loud, this lady's image still needs to be obtained!" After saving it, the emperor will say that in addition to being able to splash skin, the slave and maid don't even look like a woman! The slave's heart can't bear it anymore! He said with a sad face. But the cunning in his eyes didn't have time to converge or he wouldn't converge at all, so he only saw Emperor Chunyuan and Li Xiuwen stunned.

The fluttering dance on the side has already pursed her lips to prevent herself from laughing! She knows better than anyone else the ability of this ancient painting fan.

Suddenly, Emperor Chunyuan smiled loudly, looked at the appearance of the ancient painting fan, patted her shoulder, and said, "Don't worry! I won't say that you don't have a daughter in the future, because I know you don't! It's just that today you've just been exposed! ”

Ancient Painting Fan: ......

(Ancient painting fan: Poisonous tongue, what are you doing?) ）

(Poisonous Tongue Jun: Death!) ）

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The night had just reached the treetops, and on the vast plain, several tents were flickering with lights, and not far away, a large bonfire was blazing, and the people around them were neatly encircled in two circles. They are all dressed in the national costumes of the original tribe, which is particularly bright.

In the middle circle are women, and in the outer circle are men, and they are holding hands in two circles, and they are dancing strange dances, and they are still chanting words and singing songs.

As for what is being read, it is not easy to hear!

In the tent, the nobles sat and chatted, waiting for the end of the memorial service before the bonfire, and everyone could enjoy the fun as soon as possible.

The ancient painting fan gently poured a cup of tea for Emperor Chunyuan, then stepped aside, quietly watching this unique memorial ceremony.

In her previous life, she had no friends, and she had never participated in any ethnic bonfire parties, and she didn't know what it was like. Looking at this scene now, I think it's not bad, at least there are smiles on other people's faces.

Chu Zhiyuan quietly took a sip of tea, and turned his eyes to the ancient painting fan that was standing quietly not far away, with a calm expression. The dim light reflected the side of her face, which was exceptionally soft and comforting. Turning his eyes to look at the memorial ceremony that was nearing the end, the corners of his lips slowly curled.

At the moment when his eyes were removed, the ancient painting fan slowly looked at Chunyuan Lan Mu who was quietly sipping tea on the side, the cup of tea was brewed by her, and it was tasted by him.

Looking at his side face, a lot of memories came flooding back to her mind, and when she was shocked, she suddenly realized that she didn't know when. With him, she already has so many memories.

Chun Yuan Lan, who was sitting quietly and contemplative, turned her eyes to look at the ancient painting fan, and her eyes were looking at Chun Yuan Lan Mu beside her in a daze.

For a while, he only felt inexplicably sour and obscure in his heart.

What's wrong? What are you looking forward to? (To be continued.) )