In the past, flower-viewing feasts were mostly held in spring and autumn. But this year, it's rare to post when the weather is getting colder.

The ladies of each house were doubtful. However, the flower viewing banquet is a great opportunity to introduce your daughter to other ladies, and there are many benefits when you talk about marriage in the future.

As a result, the major garment shops in Beijing were busy.

Chonghua was not interested in clothes, so he only asked his grandmother to take the other sisters to measure the size and make clothes. I picked out a set of home-style clothes and matched a few elegant pieces of jewelry. Just ask for more and less conspicuous, not too conspicuous. Otherwise, it will become a great obstacle when you escape.

Que'er and others tried their best to persuade them, but Chonghua ignored them. If you say more, you will look at them with a cold face. It only made them panic.

The mirror is full of water and moon, and the horse is the first to look forward. Whatever Chonghua says, it is.

Mrs. Ling got the report, but she just said lightly that it was up to her, and didn't say anything more.

Ling Yuehua has been sick for a few days, but it is absolutely impossible not to go out. Princess Tongjiang's personal post, no one dares to push it down.

I don't know what Mrs. Ling said to Ling Yuehua, on the day she went out, Ling Yuehua was wearing a long aqua blue diamond satin dress and a whole set of crystal jewelry on her head, looking like a hibiscus in the water.

Chonghua is still wearing a water-green water-satin long skirt, and only two hostas of good color are worn on his head.

The two stood together, like swans and sparrows.

Chonghua glanced at Ling Yuehua's plain white face. Lightly holding Jinghua's hand and getting into the carriage.

On the way to Tongjiang Palace, Chonghua closed his eyes and recalled the panoramic view of Shengjing Garden that his grandmother had taught. Although it was to prevent Chonghua from making mistakes and losing the face of the Ling Mansion, it also provided Chonghua with a more panoramic map.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country? Beautiful women are hard to come by. ”

A low-alcohol voice came faintly from outside the car. Chonghua frowned.

The man's voice could still be heard in the moving carriage. She wouldn't believe what it was.

"The beauty is indifferent." The voice smiled faintly.

"Is it cool outside the carriage?" Chonghua opened his eyes slightly. There were indeed only three people in the car: her and Jinghua Shuiyue. Where did the sound come from?

"It's okay, is it cold in the car?" The voice had a faint smirk.

Chonghua ignored it and closed his eyes.

Jinghua reminded softly: "Miss, it's here." ”

The carriage stopped shaking. The curtain was slowly lifted.

There was a light in front of him, and Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly. Some can't adapt.

The gate of Shengjing Garden is clean and bright. With its red doors and copper nails, at first glance it looks like you see the Forbidden City in the capital. Feeling a faint familiarity in his heart, Chonghua helped Jinghua get out of the carriage.

"Miss, watch out for the steps." Shui Yue took the cloak and supported Chonghua from the other side.

Chonghua glanced at them lightly and slowly walked up the steps.

Inside the door, there was already a cluster of flowers. Warblers and warblers, birds and warblers cry. The daughters of each family are like midsummer flowers, swaying vividly.

Chonghua raised his eyebrows, found a corner with few people, and sat down.

The maids who were waiting couldn't follow, so Jinghua Shuiyue saluted and retreated.

Chonghua looked at the grand scene in front of him, and still had a sense of onlookers as if he was out of the way. It's like watching a 3D costume movie. It feels very unreal.

Ling Yuehua has long been famous, so she naturally wants to talk to the nobles when she comes. From time to time, my eyes drift to Chonghua in the corner.

Chonghua was still faint and did not react at all.

"You! Are you the future concubine of the prince of Tongjiang? A girl in a goose-yellow water-sleeved Yuehua dress looked at Chonghua sitting in the corner with wide eyes.

Chonghua was slightly stunned, and didn't notice that the person was talking to him for a while. Raising her eyelashes slightly, she looked at the girl.

The girl has a round apple face. White and delicate, like a freshly peeled lychee. A pair of apricot eyes were wide open, and the transparent eyes seemed to have a thousand words.

"I don't know." Chonghua smiled slightly.

The girl didn't relent, turned around and sat next to Chonghua, still staring at Chonghua: "Yes, no, no, how can you not know?" ”

Chonghua hooked a bundle of hair with his fingers and turned slowly: "Everyone else says I am, but I think I'm not, so I really don't know if it's or not." ”

The girl was a little dizzy and waved her hand: "I don't care." Let's just say you're there, right? ”

Chonghua lowered his head and laughed. After waking up from the dream, I hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

The girl picked up an apple and clicked it, and stretched out a little finger to the flowery noblewoman: "See, those are pink skeletons." ”

Chonghua was stunned, pink skeleton? This girl looks like she is not 13 or 4 years old, who taught her this kind of profound line?

"My mother said, no matter how beautiful her daughter is, she is just a hundred days of flowers, and after her youth, she will be old and yellow. It's useless to be glamorous, and you can only be beautiful forever because of inner tranquility. The girl kicked and stepped on her two little feet. Pink and yellow embroidered shoes are embroidered with colorful butterflies.

Chonghua smiled and nodded: "This is true. ”

The girl looked back at her, "You're not like them. You're the kind of person my mother said was calm. ”

Without waiting for Chonghua to respond, the girl got up and turned around and smiled: "My name is Zhou Yayun." What's your name? ”

Chonghua looked at her and opened his mouth slightly: "My name is ...... Chonghua. ”

An old lady walked out of the flower hall, and said in a deep voice with a slight voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the banquet has been prepared, please come to the flower hall." ”

Chonghua slowly got up and walked at the back of the crowd. Follow those ayasara skirts and walk slowly towards the flower hall.

The flower hall of Shengjing Garden is made of patches of glaze. Chonghua raised his head slightly, and looked at the glazed flower hall like a glass flower room with some surprise. It's an absolute marvel in the world of architecture. There is no glass glue in this era, how did it be built?

Independent small table and small chairs, group flower food box, self-poured pot. One seater per person. Each seat has a maid lead seat, cloth vegetables.

A rather smartly dressed maid led Chonghua towards the second place in the upper ranking.

Chonghua frowned, that position is not easy to hide.

The grandmother was standing on the top seat at this moment, watching Chonghua walk this way, with a meaningful smile on her face, and gave way to the seat.

Chonghua walked to the seat under the gaze of everyone.

The ladies all looked at Chonghua suspiciously, and secretly wondered in their hearts what kind of person this person was, who could sit on the second chair closest to the princess.

Ling Yuehua saw Chonghua walking over, and just wanted to open her mouth, when she suddenly remembered what her mother reminded her when she was at home. He bowed his head and sat down quietly in his seat.

When everyone was seated, the feast had just begun.

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