Leng Qinghuan knew that it must be the gold list that came out, so she got up excitedly, Mingyue had already rushed in with a horsewhip, panting excitedly, almost jumping to her feet and shouting: "Tanhua, Tanhua!" The eldest prince has been hit by Tanhua! ”

Leng Qinghuan only felt that his heart and liver trembled, it was called a float, and he almost couldn't stand.

Tanhualang, why is his brother so good.

Aunt Xue slapped her thigh: "Two generations of father and son Tanhualang, a great happy event, reward, quick reward, the whole house, all of them are rewarded today!" ”

"Where's my eldest brother?" Leng Qinghuan asked anxiously.

Mingyue swallowed the saliva in her mouth: "The princess is also too anxious, long live the golden palace, the eldest prince is now entering the palace to meet the emperor, and he is still standing solemnly listening to the roll call." Lord Qi knew that the princess was waiting anxiously, so he sent a message in advance, and now the gold list has not yet been listed. ”

If there is really someone in the court who is good at being an official, Murong Qi has gone through the back door for himself three or four times.

"When will you go home?"

"After the Golden Palace, the eldest prince still has to fight horses and parade the streets, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come back for a while."

Leng Qinghuan was even more excited when he heard it, the spring breeze was proud, and he saw all the Chang'an flowers in one day, how could he not appreciate such a beautiful thing?

Looking at the sun, it was the time when it was spicy, and I didn't know if my brother's body could stand it, so I ordered Mingyue to find out the news again. When he learned that the street parade began, he ordered the cook to prepare a little heart, as well as mung bean soup to cool off the heat, and carried it around, and the two went to the shade of the street early to wait.

It was only a moment before the other end of the street began to be lively, with many voices making noise, and the child shouting in a sharp voice: "Champion on the street, look at the handsome Tanhualang." ”

Leng Qinghuan and Doudou immediately rushed up, seized the position, and saw the distance, opening the way, hugging in front of the head, the first name in front of the head, about thirty or forty years old, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a golden feather black veil, wearing a red official robe, holding a hand-picked holy edict, riding on a tall horse covered with red and hanging colors, eyebrows and eyes flying, extraordinarily vigorous.

followed by Bangyan and Tanhualang.

Because of this illness, Leng Qinghe is thin and riding on a horse, his son is like jade, rich and handsome, and he looks more and more noble.

The people flocked to the front, vying to see the demeanor of the top three jinshi. When I saw the cold crane, I couldn't help but light up and secretly admired.

There are even women who compete to throw the champa in their hands and the silk flowers on their heads into his arms, but the limelight of the champion was robbed by Leng Qinghe.

Leng Qinghuan squinted his eyes, full of pride and pride in his heart.

The crowd of onlookers was in a commotion, even accompanied by screams of excitement, and the momentum was like a modern star.

Tugging her hand: "Miss, look! ”

Leng Qinghuan only cared about admiring his handsome and handsome brother, looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a person riding on a jujube red high-headed horse, wearing a brocade robe with azure cloud brocade dark patterns, a jade crown on his head, and a shawl with black hair, coming from behind the team on the street.

His eyes are like cold stars, his eyebrows are slanted, his chest is broad, his posture is majestic, and his extravagance is compelling.

When did Murong Qi become so pretty?

glanced around, it was not just her reaction, on the street, many women who were still attracted by Leng Qinghe couldn't help but shift their eyes at this time, looking up at him, saliva was about to flow out, and they just hated to be able to immediately turn into a human cannonball, and personally threw themselves into their arms to relieve their anger.

Doudou reminded her stupidly: "Miss, they actually seduced the prince in front of you." ”

Leng Qinghuan thought about it, this is indeed the case, Murong Qi is already a married man, is it okay to be so coquettish? I don't take her seriously, the princess.

Someone got up, and even pulled off the hairpin on his head and threw it into his arms, afraid that he would be regarded as the same Jinshi.

Murong Qi didn't squint, he stepped forward straight on the horse, walked side by side with Leng Qinghe, and spoke in a low voice. Probably because he was in a very good mood, with a slight smile on his face, and less cold and murderous aura. The handkerchief of the bold girl's house fell right in his bosom and hung over the placket of his robe.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it either!

Leng Qinghuan raised his hand: "Doudou, give me the buns in the food box!" ”

Dou Du was stunned: "Miss, you see that the eldest prince is in the limelight now, in front of so many people, how unsightly it is to eat steamed buns on a horse, or let the eldest prince bear with it for the time being, and after a while, the street tour is over, and he will go back to the house to have a good meal." ”

"When did you become so talkative?" Leng Qinghuan leaned his hand towards her again: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" ”

Doudou deflated his mouth, reluctantly opened the lid of the food box, took a bun and put it in the palm of his young lady's hand.

Leng Qinghuan flipped the bun in his hand and smiled.

She understands the craftsmanship of the chefs in the house, this is their best soup dumpling, a bite of oil, no bite may be oily. That's it.

She aimed at Murong Qi's handsome and coquettish face, and threw the bun in her hand fiercely.

Murong Qi was talking to Leng Qinghe, and it seemed that the admiration and madness of the girls around him had become commonplace, so he ignored them. The veils, the silk flowers, and the hairpins were all discarded at their feet.

Leng Qinghuan's soup dumplings flew towards his front door and flew over with a blast of wind.

Murong Qi's vigilance is different from ordinary people, especially Leng Qinghuan's strength and strength are naturally different from those daughters who can't eat enough, so Murong Qi immediately sensed the cold. When I looked closely, there was a white light, and I didn't know what kind of hidden weapon it was.

If he turned sideways, he would get out of the way, but the cold crane beside him was afraid that he would suffer. Therefore, Murong Qi raised his hand and took this secret weapon in his hand, and the force was quite strong.

With a "poof", the soup splashed out like pee, and there was no waste at all, all splashed on the face and the placket.

Leng Qinghe was stunned, and Murong Qi himself was also stunned. Whose admirer threw meat buns into his arms?

He rode on the horse, looked at the way he came, Leng Qinghuan made a move, and immediately shrank his neck, wanting to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

Doudou was still stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"Leng Qinghuan!" Murong Qi rode on horseback and called her by name.

Can it be stopped? Of course not!

"Madame!"

There was a frustrated exclamation in the crowd, and then followed Murong Qi's gaze towards the place where Leng Qinghuan had fled.

Leng Qinghuan paused, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, so he turned his face and hurriedly glanced at it, and saw that the corners of Murong Qi's lips were slightly hooked, looking at him with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel that the demon wind at the back of his neck was gusting, and his whole body was creepy.

This guy, in front of so many people, what kind of trouble is this?