The carriage was swinging leisurely, and in a blink of an eye, it had arrived at Xu's Mansion and just got off the bus.

The sound of the night white whirring came into my ears again.

"Miss, your hairpin is so beautiful! Is it Madame's dowry? Why didn't you see it yesterday?"

Aunt Wu and Murong Fei stepped out of the car and saw Murong Li standing in front of them.

Dressed in red, his skin is like snow, his lips are like Zhu Dan, and his teeth are like braided shells.

Like the elves in the forest, it seems that it is blasphemy to look at them twice.

Aunt Wu looked at Murong Li's outfit and felt distressed.

Murong Fei looked at Murong Li, who had always only been a foil for herself, and now she was so angry that she was angry.

It's really the same time, the same place, different itchy teeth.

Of course, Murong Li didn't know what they were doing or thinking in their hearts.

At this time, what Murong Li was thinking about was whether Nalan Qi's "wait for me" would be met in Xu Mansion.

As soon as she thought of meeting Nalan Qi, Murong Li's heart swelled with an inexplicable sweetness.

The concierge servants in the Xu Mansion are quite literate and lead the Murong family.

After entering the house, crossing the small bridge and flowing water, the pond is a small garden.

Follow the gallery and walk through the small garden to the reception hall.

There were already many people who had already arrived at the famous families, and when they saw Murong Li and his party coming, someone immediately surrounded them.

When Ye Mingyu, the daughter of the Ye family, saw Murong Fei, she surrounded her like a rotten egg.

"Sister Scarlet, why does your straw bale girl look different from before? ”

Seeing Murong Fei's face gradually becoming gloomy, Ye Mingyu also closed his mouth.

"Even if she changes, she is not as talented as Sister Scarlet, what are you worried about, sister?"

Ye Mingyu pretended to be worried and said.

At this time, the eldest son of the Xu family, Xu Qingning, stood up and spoke out.

"Everyone, why don't you go to the garden with you, and see that the roses in the garden are all blooming, and the gardeners who cultivate roses in my Xu family have a special set of flowers, and they have cultivated rare blue roses, which may be the first blue rose in the entire Daling. ”

When the juniors heard this, they were all curious, and they seemed to be scrambling to see the blue roses.

Daling's defense of men and women is not as strict as that of feudal society, but the men and women in the hall are still divided into two parts.

As soon as they left the flower hall, the group walked to the gallery.

"The scenery here is good, why don't we make a painting or a poem here and give it to the young man as a birthday gift." ”

It was proposed.

"Great idea!"

Someone chimed in.

Xu Qingning clenched his fists and expressed his gratitude.

"Then if anyone wins the first prize, I will ask the young man to cut the blue rose himself and give it to him as a lottery head. ”

A crowd of men and women cheered, gearing up to win the first place.

The boys quickly took the drawing board and paper and ink, and the sound of paper turning sounded.

After a while, the pavilion was filled with the scent of ink.

Murong Fei was stunned when he saw Murong Li holding the white shengxuan in his hand, and the thick ink on the tip of the pen seemed to be about to drip down, and he smiled secretly in his heart.

What does Murong Li's straw bag compare with me?

Then he cleared his head, snorted lightly, and began to study the ink.

After a long time, someone finished putting down the pen.

"Huh?"

An Qianyu, the eldest lady of the An family, let out a sigh, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

The crowd followed her gaze and looked into the gallery.

Only then did I find that around Murong Li, there were six colorful and dancing butterflies.

But she herself didn't realize it, just concentrated on splashing ink on the paper.

In the distance, hundreds of butterflies are flying towards the gallery.

However, after a while, Murong Li was surrounded by dozens or hundreds of butterflies.

Dancing up and down to the sound of her breathing, everyone in the court held their breath, trying their best to protect this spectacle.

Among the butterflies, Murong Li's red clothes are like blood, and her already good appearance is not like this mortal in the world.

Not far from the garden, the blue hairband of the young man was gently raised, and his eyes followed the red-clothed girl in the gallery.

"Well, seeing such a strange scene in this life, you deserve to die. ”

On the Guanyu Bridge, a handsome middle-aged man slowly paced down.

His wise eyes flashed with black light, and he was dressed in a dragon-patterned black robe, showing his good identity.

"Be rewarded, rewarded. ”