In the spring of March, the garden is full of flowers, purple and red, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

A master and a servant walked unhurriedly along a winding bluestone path in the direction of the small lake.

"Girl, look, it's the third girl and His Royal Highness the Second Prince." Ruri raised her hand slightly excitedly and pointed forward.

On the shore of the lake, a two-storey water pavilion is built against the water, and the sparkling waves are projected on the roof of the water pavilion, and the wall makes the water pavilion and the lake perfectly blend together.

The spring breeze blew the fragrant fragrance of flowers, and also sent the girl's crisp and pleasant voice:

"Cousin, how am I doing with the Mandarin Duck Sword? This is a birthday gift from my father. ”

In the open space next to the water pavilion, a melon-seed-faced girl wearing a pink hibiscus flower entwined branch pattern carved silk gown stood gracefully, handing one of the swords in her hand to the young man beside her.

The girl in pink stared at the young man deeply, her focused gaze and expression as if she only had him in her eyes, as if she was like water, tender and veinful.

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy has a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, wearing a lake-blue dark eight immortal pattern brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and his black hair is tied up with a white hosta.

The blue-clothed young man took the sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled it out of its scabbard neatly, the silver blade shining in the sun.

"Cousin Ling, good sword!" The blue-clothed boy praised the pink-clothed girl, and then put the sword back into its scabbard.

He was about to return the sword to Chu Qianling, but he paused again, raised his eyes to look in the direction of Chu Qianchen, and smiled lightly, that smile was like the March sun blowing across the earth, warming the air.

Chu Qianling also saw Chu Qianchen, staring at Chu Qianchen's face with gloomy eyes.

"Sister Dust." The blue-clothed young man grabbed the scabbard and walked towards Chu Qianchen.

His tone was gentle and polite, and there was no trace of the prince's superiority at all.

"Cousin." Chu Qianchen looked at the blue-clothed young man steadily, his eyes were deep.

Gu Nanzhao, long time no see!

This one is His Royal Highness, the noble second prince of their Great Qi Dynasty, and also her cousin.

In her previous life, she was young and ignorant, and self-righteously felt that he was different from her.

She was full of longing for him, thinking that he was the gentlest and most perfect man in the world, however, reality taught her a heavy lesson!

After her face was ruined, he gradually distanced himself from her and chose someone else......

She was sad about this, sad about it, hated for it, questioned herself for this, and after many years, when she thought about the past, she only felt that her young self was really stupid.

Now seeing Gu Nanzhao again, Chu Qianchen's mood is surprisingly calm, Gu Nanzhao has long been unable to make a little wave in her heart.

"Sister Chen, I heard that you had a cold a few days ago, are you feeling better?" Gu Nanzhao smiled and asked for warmth.

"It's been a great two days." Chu Qianchen smiled slightly and said lightly.

Chu Qianling in the rear stared at Chu Qianchen deadly, her beautiful face was a little distorted unconsciously, and said secretly: What is the wind cold?! Chu Qianchen is clearly pretending to be sick!

Otherwise, how could she have deliberately come over on the pole as soon as she heard that her cousin was coming, it was really shameless!

Gu Nanzhao said again: "Sister Chen, it's been cold recently......

He was only halfway through his words, but he was stiffly interrupted by Chu Qianling in the rear: "Second sister, I have been worried about you for the past few days, but I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I didn't dare to disturb you." ”

Chu Qianling is the daughter of the second room of the Chu family, the third among the cousins, only one year younger than Chu Qianchen.

As she spoke, she stepped forward quickly, looking at Chu Qianchen with a concerned face, looking like a sister, as if the reason why Chu Qianchen had the wind and cold had nothing to do with her.

"Third sister, I'm getting better, so I'm going for a walk in the garden." Chu Qianchen said with a smile.

"That's good!" Chu Qianling stared at Chu Qianchen's little face with a smile, her dark eyes looked extremely bright in the sun, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but the second sister is getting more and more beautiful!" ”

Chu Qianling hated in her heart, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

She had long seen that the second sister of the long house was not pleasing to the eye, obviously the other party was just a mere maid, and she grew up better than the other sisters in the house. The skin is like condensation, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the girl in the prime of cardamom is like a budding pink peach, delicate and beautiful, looking forward to the brilliance.

Gu Nanzhao looked at Chu Qianchen with a smile, his eyes were clear, "Beautiful, like a hollow valley orchid." ”

Chu Qianling's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes became more gloomy, and when she raised her eyes, her face had returned to normal, and she said to Chu Qianchen with a smile: "Second sister, I was just telling my cousin, my father just gave me a pair of mandarin duck swords, you can also take a look!" ”

is still this sentence, the same as in the previous life. Chu Qianchen just pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't say anything.

Next, what Chu Qianling will say, Chu Qianchen is also familiar with it.

"It's been a long time since we've danced a sword together, have we?" Chu Qianling stepped forward affectionately and grabbed Chu Qianchen's arm, and stuffed the sword in his hand to Chu Qianchen.

"It's rare that my father gave me this pair of mandarin duck swords, how about we dance the sword together?"

"Cousin, you haven't watched your second sister dance the sword for a long time, right?"

Chu Qianling smiled like a flower, and looked at Gu Nanzhao a few steps away with a light smile.

Gu Nanzhao hooked his lips, smiled gently, and said, "Sister Chen, I still remember that the last time you danced the sword was on your birthday, it can be described as a frightening and graceful dragon......

Gu Nanzhao's eyes were as gentle as water, and his handsome face seemed to be shining.

Chu Qianchen pursed his lips, as if he was a little hesitant, looking down at the sword inlaid with rubies in his hand, and under the sun, the finger-sized rubies shone brightly.

Liuli smiled and persuaded on the side: "Girl, the slave maid also likes the way the girl dances the sword as much as His Royal Highness the Second Prince, just like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to the earth, it is very good-looking!" ”

Chu Qianchen slowly turned his head to look at Liuli, smiling slightly, but there was no smile in his dark eyes.

It was the same in the previous life, and Liuli also persuaded her to dance with Chu Qianling like this, and she also talked about the second prince.

Then, she answered, and then, her appearance was ruined!

Chu Qianchen turned the scabbard sideways and slowly pulled out the long sword in the scabbard.

The silver sword that shone with cold light reflected her eyes as bright as stars, and her body added a bit of heroism and coldness.

"Then I'll play with my third sister." Chu Qianchen responded with a smile.

The smile on Chu Qianchen's lips was deeper, and the girl in the sun was as delicate and moving as a camellia.

Since they all went to great lengths to make her dance the sword, then she would dance the sword.

She wanted to see if Chu Qianling was intentional or unintentional!

If you want to know the answer, you just need to do it again in your previous life.

Gu Nanzhao got his wish, and said with a smile: "Then I will accompany you." ”

Chu Qianling hurriedly instructed the maid to fetch a jasper flute.

Suddenly, an ethereal and melodious flute sound sounded on the lakeside, crisp and bright, perfectly blended with the spring breeze on the lakeside.

Under the willow tree, the young man in blue elegantly blows the jasper flute.

Two girls with similar figures each held a sword in their hands, dancing, and with the rhythm of the flute, the two of them stabbed the sword in their hands straight out at the same time, neatly aligned.

With the brisk rhythm of the flute, the two girls turned around together, their bodies were as light as swallows, and the sword in their hands stabbed forward, with an elegant posture.

It's just that they are young after all, their strength is insufficient, and although their dancing posture is beautiful, the sword they wield is a little vague and soft, and they should only be enjoyed.

Gu Nanzhao was blowing the flute while looking at Chu Qianchen who was dancing the sword.

The thirteen-year-old girl was slender and slender, dancing lightly with a sword, and her big skirt flew with it, as if hibiscus flowers bloomed on the skirt.

The girl's bright face was gilded with a faint halo in the sun, her skin was as white as jade, her lips were delicate as flowers, and her beautiful black eyes shone with a bright light like a cold star.

The sword and the girl, one cold and one soft, are as beautiful as a painting.

Gu Nanzhao's eyes rippled like spring water, gentle like the warm sun.

Chu Qianling also noticed Gu Nanzhao's gaze, and followed his gaze to Chu Qianchen's delicate face.

It's because of Chu Qianchen's face again!

If she didn't have this face, would her cousin still look at her like that......

Chu Qianling's cherry lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, a trace of yin poison passed under his eyes, he turned around and swept the sword, and snorted nervously.

The long sword in her hand came out of her hand, and the long sword with cold light sparkled towards Chu Qianchen like a silver lightning bolt......