Chapter 15: The Lotus Picking Festival Meets Again (Part II)

The little guy looked like he was in his early tens, he raised his head and bumped into the beautiful face of Yi Xuejiao, and he lowered his head astringently, and the lotus leaf he was holding when he saw him was not unusual, it was all because he didn't walk a good way, and quickly followed the person in front.

Although this technique is full of flaws, this world is completely beautiful to the extreme, and there is a big mole maid on her face, and those nobles of the family don't want to look at her ugly face anymore, and if she lowers her head, it will not be noticeable.

finally solved the problem of appearance, and Yi Xue was distracted, and noticed the girl next to her who was glaring at her, Yi Xue was at a loss, so she had to smile politely at her.

Seeing Yi Xue's "big black mole", Ah Mei couldn't help but hide her face, a burst of ridicule, and her heart was much more balanced, so she pretended to be generous, but in a condescending tone, she pointed:

"You just follow me, and if you don't understand anything, just look at me."

Yi Xue didn't bother to care about this detail, she just wanted to survive this catastrophe safely, so she quickly nodded, followed the team with the dining table, and walked towards the child's seat.

On the road, Yi Xue kept cowering and lowering her head, which made Amei, who was walking behind, more and more proud, and when she got to the place, she kindly reminded her:

"Over there".

Xue froze and took a deep breath, as if on the battlefield.

As I walked slowly, I felt more and more remorseful, thinking that if I could do it again, I should have rejected this drudgery in the first place.

At the same time, the man's purple clothes gradually entered Yi Xue's field of vision, and Yi Xue was startled first, but after thinking about it, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, most of it was Yin Baoshan's intention, and she was dissatisfied, so couldn't she be informed in advance? Then he walked over with a hard head.

When the boy saw that someone was coming, he seemed to be understanding, and he took the initiative to brush his clothes and sort out the location of the food table for Yi Xue, and Yi Xue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was also a good master who was considerate of people, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Putting down the dining table, Yi Xue sat next to him, although he had not received any guidance, but after all, he learned the rules of the palace well when he was a child, and the appearance of sitting and placing things was also very pleasing to the eye.

Amei next to her glanced at Yi Xue, thinking that she was a rough little maid, but seeing her well-organized, she clenched her fists without clenching her fists.

After a while, the lotus leaves containing the wine were also served, and the maids began to tidy them up, so Yi Xue had to pick up the lotus leaves as well, looked at Amei next to her, and pretended to learn.

For this lotus leaf cup, the people who can serve in front of it are all selected, and the craft of making this wine cup is also to be practiced. If the strength is not enough, it will not be able to pierce the heart of the lotus, and even if it is pierced, it may be accompanied by crumbs, which will affect drinking. And if the strength is great, it will puncture the lotus leaf, so that it will not be able to hold the wine.

Yi Xue looked at the knife, only felt that it was more compact and delicate than the paper knife usually used in the bookstore, and thought that the usage of the two should be similar, but she didn't expect that the lotus heart was much softer than the transcription paper.

"Hiss" Qixue couldn't help but make a sound.

If it weren't for Wei Shuo's leg this time, the paper-cutting work in the bookstore would have been taken over by Yi Xue, and he had just done it once, and it would have been handed over to Rong Tian. Wei Shuo never let her touch those things that would hurt people before, and the only time Wei Xue cut was when Wei Shuo was carefully guiding by the side, and at that time, Wei Xue still thought Wei Shuo was verbose, so this injury made her unexpected.

Yi Xue is not a delicate person, she quickly put her finger in her mouth and sipped the wound, but she couldn't help but feel another tingling pain, and the first time she tasted blood, Yi Xue frowned without worrying. Although the wound is not big, it must be wrapped in something before continuing to work, in case it gets on the lotus leaf, it will be troublesome.

However, Yi Xue has no habit of carrying a handkerchief with her at all!

Even if it was just a little bead of blood oozing from his fingers, the purple-clothed boy in front of Yi Xue still smelled the smell of blood, and when he looked up, he saw the maid licking his fingers, and saw her hesitant appearance, so he threw the cloth towel covering food to her feet, and when Ji Xue saw the cloth towel, he hurriedly saluted and said:

"Gongzi Xie."

When Yi Xue got up, she secretly glanced at it, and saw that the purple clothes were holding her chin, looking into the distance casually, and she hurriedly sat up straight, picked up the cloth towel and prepared to bandage the wound.

At this time, a breeze blew, the son's sideburns swayed gently with the wind, he slowly closed his eyes, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was smelling the burst of lotus fragrance, only to see the side face made people feel extraordinary, Yi Xue couldn't help but be a little stunned, for a moment, I don't know whether the lotus fragrance into the heart, or the son's hair is open-minded, and the movements in his hands also stopped there.

"You want this king to drink the lotus wine that smells of your blood, huh?"

The charming and uplifting tone seemed to be playing with Yi Xue's heart, and Yi Xue shook her senses in a panic, she secretly sighed that her beauty was wrong, and hurriedly lowered her head to wrap her wounds.

The purple-clothed boy didn't turn his head so far, and looked at Yi Xue with his eyes. Yi Xue was secretly happy in her heart, and it was estimated that it seemed that the "big mud mole" had worked, but she was a little expecting him to turn his head.

Amei next to her had already made a wine cup, and was waiting for the son in front of the table to speak, she glanced at Yi Xue, and found that she was sitting on the side, the lotus leaf had not been dealt with at all, she smiled secretly in her heart, rolled her eyes and had a plan, and glanced at the son in front of her who was still talking to others, so she took the initiative to get up and knelt next to Yi Xue.

"Tilt is new, this lotus leaf cup is not very familiar with it, please Cheng Gongzi quasi-Amei to replace it."

Amei's words further proved the identity of the purple-clothed boy in front of him - Sima Cheng.

Sima Cheng frowned slightly, but still maintained the original posture, Amei pursed her lips, she had obviously spoken in what she thought was the most delicate voice, but she failed to attract Sima Cheng's sideways gaze, for which she had practiced for a long time. On the contrary, when the sons next to them heard this, they all stopped talking and looked this way.

Although Ah Mei was a little displeased, seeing that Sima Cheng did not object, she thought that she had been acquiesced, and took care of herself, and at the same time pretended to be considerate to guide Yi Xue on the side, looking understanding.

Amei is indeed skilled, and after a while, she made a lotus leaf bowl, with her demonstration, Yi Xue is also clever, and she also made a lotus leaf bowl in a good way, although it is not as delicate as Amei, but she can't find anything wrong.

Amei was still expecting Sima Cheng to say something like saving herself or driving away Yi Xue, but Sima Cheng was unmoved as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the lotus wine presented broke the embarrassment, the lotus picking feast officially began, and Amei had to return to her original position in a huff.

At the same time, Sima Cheng also opened his eyes and turned his head.

Xue Xue finally saw his face clearly.

Actually, it was the "pretty boy" who was ridiculed by her in the jewelry shop before!

Yi Xue's face turned pale instantly, and she quickly lowered her head, her mind quickly spun.

While forcing yourself to composure, you carefully organize your thoughts.

First of all, Amei just called him "Cheng Gongzi", and then he called himself the king, so it can only be the son of a certain imperial uncle, plus he is dressed in purple, and he is the same person as Yin Baoshan who Amber said just now, so he is Sima Cheng?

But, who is Sima Cheng? She tried to search her mind again, but she was completely unimpressed.

What's more important is that he is still a pretty boy, he ...... He won't recognize me. I thought I would never see him again in this life, but I made a grimace with him and laughed at him that day, but now it's good.

The maids next to her all got up to pour wine for the guests, but Yi Xue was completely immersed in her own thoughts, ignoring external objects. After a stalemate for a while, Sima Cheng spoke, and in a condescending tone, he ordered:

"Pour wine for the king."

But this news came too suddenly, Yi Xue was a little panicked, and the maid dress herself was nervous and uneasy, she didn't even hear Sima Cheng's words, and still sat with her head bowed to the side.

But the voice entered Ah Mei's ears early, and at this time she was pouring wine for the son in front of her, and if she was empty-handed, she would immediately run to Sima Cheng with a smile on her face.

Sima Cheng looked cramped when she saw the maid in front of him, squinted at Xue lightly, thoughtfully, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and chuckled, and called in a low voice:

"Pour me wine."