These eyes shocked King Rong so deeply that he had no impression of what the owner of these eyes looked like and what kind of clothes he was wearing. King Rong didn't think that the girl in front of him would become his wife at that time, he just wanted to ask, how are you, how do you have such eyes?

It was only a moment of distraction, and King Rong came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to Jinxuan. Jinxuan also stretched out her right hand and let King Rong gently hold her fingertips. King Rong leaned down and gently touched Jinxuan's slender hand with his forehead, which was the highest courtesy among the nobles to show admiration for a young woman. Jinxuan smiled and didn't say anything. However, Qian Junchuan was overjoyed, took King Rong's hand, and complained: "His Royal Highness King Rong, why are you doing this? ”

Then there was the usual exchange of guest of honor, and in any case, there was something between the nobles that could not be completely abandoned. Rao is like this, King Rong also feels incredible, when he arrives in Yangzhou, it seems that he has come to another strange world, the old order has been put in order, but he does not feel much discomfort, it seems that Qin Yu wants to come to Yangzhou by himself, it makes sense. However, at this time, King Rong is most concerned about the second lady of the Qian family. But after King Zirong settled down in the Qian Mansion, Jinxuan never appeared again until the day of the sacrifice to the Jiang God.

The Jiang Festival was held eighteen days after King Rong came to Yangzhou. Because there is no definite day for this sacrifice, if the weather keeps warm, I really don't know how long King Rong will live in Yangzhou. In these eighteen days, King Rong visited almost the entire city of Yangzhou, and also saw the silent port, where the residents are not like Lin'an, basically Han nationality. But it is also inhabited by many northern ethnic groups, who should be the descendants of merchants and caravans who moved in during the prosperous season. The poverty of the common people was expected, and the city lost its life because of the canal's congestion; But in such a depressed city, the wealth of the Qian family seems a little unusual. King Rong lived in the guest courtyard of the Qian Mansion, and there were seven or eight hundred servants for them to call, and all the daily utensils were of the highest quality, even the curtains were valuable Shu brocade. King Rong asked Qin Yu, but Qin Yu always avoided this question, it seems that he should know some hidden secrets, but why hide it from himself? King Rong hasn't come up with a clue yet, and the day of the Jiang Festival has arrived.

The phase master of the Qian Mansion announced that the sacrifice could be carried out tonight on the night of the bright moon, so the Qian family immediately got busy, packed up all the things that were prepared one by one, and transported them to the riverside. King Rong also came to the riverside with the Yangzhou nobles led by the Qian family, and stood neatly under the clear light of the bright moon. It was the first time for King Rong to participate in the festival by the river at night, and he felt very fresh, and he couldn't help but look secretly at the end of the procession. The retinue behind them were all parked in the distance, and Qin Yu was also there, he was not a nobleman, so he was not qualified to stand on this side. On his right hand is a long column of nobles, and the crowns and robes are still clearly distinguished in the bright moonlight, and the high and low blood and status are self-evident. In front of the queue, standing by the river is Qian Junchuan, he read the sacrificial words loudly to the cold river wind, and led the nobles to bow down in turn, King Rong is just present, so there is no need to worship, as long as the demeanor is pious, just make a remote sacrifice. Knowing his status as a nobleman, the nobles of Yangzhou next to him all respected him, which made him quite uncomfortable. After the worship was over, a woman in white walked out from the back of the team, her clothes fluttering in the river breeze, like a Lingbo fairy. The woman walked into the river step by step, knowing that the river was up to her knees, and then she put her clothes into the water, and the crown sank into the water. King Rong looked at the woman's light body, and was very worried that she would be blown down by the river breeze or soaked by the gently surging tide. When the woman turned around and walked back step by step, by the cold moonlight, King Rong suddenly saw those cold eyes, it turned out that she was Qian Jinxuan.

The later procedure was that the nobles from all walks of life threw all kinds of sacrifices into the water under the leadership of Qian Junchuan, but King Rong was worried that it would not be etiquette, he looked back, but the distance was far away, and he couldn't see where Qin Yu was. So he stood awkwardly and watched others busy. At some point, he felt as if there was another shadow behind him, and turned around vigilantly, but saw Jinxuan standing silently behind him. Jinxuan stood quietly like that, from head to toe, the edge of her body seemed to be inlaid with a blurred silver edge by the moonlight, and her face was not clear in the shadows, but King Rong felt as if she was staring at herself, as if she was smiling again, but she couldn't tell whether the smile was approval or ridicule. They stood silently in the watery moonlight, and behind them were the nobles who were busy like ants.

The next day, Jinxuan no longer avoided and began to come and go at will. Only then did King Rong know that she disappeared a few days ago because of the sacrifice, and she was this year's sacrifice, that is, the sacrifice to the god of the river. Last night she threw herself into the water, and it was the crown of her own double in the ritual.

After staying for many more days, King Rong knew it was time for him to go back. That night, he asked Qian Junchuan to resign, and Qian Junchuan was inconvenient to stay, so he responded politely, but Jinxuan was silent on the side, not even a few polite words. Early the next morning, King Rong and his entourage packed up and were about to set off. Qian Junchuan took his daughter and sent it all the way to the outside of Yangzhou. The long pavilion outside the city is the end of the usual send-off, King Rong and Qian Junchuan were polite for a while, expressing their expectations for the reunion period, Qian Junchuan seems to be not as proficient in the old rites as King Rong, a few words are extremely empty, a polite thing to hear, I really don't know how the ancestors buried in the ground will feel. And King Rong's farewell was at least half true, he glanced at Jinxuan who was following his father from time to time, but the girl kept her head down and didn't look at him. When King Rong got into the car, he was still quite worried in his heart, he didn't know where he offended the young lady, and he didn't know how to remedy it in the future. But just as he got into the car, said goodbye to Qian Junchuan through the car window, and was about to greet the coachman to leave, Jinxuan suddenly walked a few steps behind his father, stretched out her hand to hold the car door, and didn't look at Qin Yu standing on the pedal, staring straight at King Rong in the car: "Take me away." ”

King Rong was stunned, speechless for a while, Qian Junchuan obviously didn't expect it, everyone stood there stiffly, not knowing what to do. But Jinxuan didn't hesitate, "You don't object?" Okay, let's go. After saying that, she jumped into the car in one step, but Qin Yu was very clever and flashed a void for her.