Jiang Ruofu held the pen, and suddenly realized that Wen Guqi asked her what she meant by writing the jade card later.

Her hand holding the pen paused in midair.

Does Shiko want to choose her?

But shouldn't Lu Dan be the person the prince should choose?

Lu Danruo is the son's childhood sweetheart, and the prince does not even exclude marrying Lu Danruo.

Because everyone knows that Lu Danruo is often with the prince, the prince is familiar with him, and the relationship between the two has not been clarified, but it is already a fact that is not difficult to accept, even if this is really the case one day, everyone will not be surprised.

Including her.

The ink slowly slid down the hair, condensed on the tip of the pen, and dripped into a splashed ink-colored flower.

Jiang Ruofu came back to his senses and hurriedly wiped the jade plate with a handkerchief, but there were faint ink marks that could not be wiped clean.

She sighed, hung the jade plate on the long line hanging on her head, the maid next to her pushed it casually, and the jade plate written by the person behind her also pushed it up, Jiang Ruofu's jade card was crowded and walked forward, and at first glance she couldn't find that the jade plate was hers.

Lu Danruo returned to the crowd, picked up a pen and drew a Danruo on the jade plate, and confidently hung the jade plate on the line.

The wind shook the jade cards, and those jade cards rippled like lake waves.

The blue clouds on the horizon are shaking, the dark clouds are receding, and the sky is slow.

After all the nobles finished writing the jade cards, the sons of the family walked under the jade cards to see the jade cards, and a few people chose the jade cards after just a few glances at the beginning, which were all agreed before, and there was no need to carefully select the female companions.

Wen Guqi raised his eyes, he was dressed in dark clothes and stood under the jade plate, those jade plate tassels were all turned in the air, the sky was not very bright, between the cloudy day and the sunny day, more and more lined his face jade white, the outline lines were neat and distinct, it was already a mature outline, like jade being carved inch by inch, the face was like the beginning of the jade wheel in the sky, which was particularly eye-catching among everyone.

Wen Guqi's eyes slowly moved on those jade plates, seemingly casual and indifferent, but not hasty, he looked at each jade card seriously, and when he was halfway through it, he saw a jade card hanging in the center, painted with a bright moon sui, although the brushwork is not very outstanding, but it can be clearly identified that it is a moon sui.

The moon in full bloom.

The wind blew the jade card together, and Wen Guqi's fingertips pressed against the jade card, holding down the jade card so that it would not keep jumping.

Jiang Ruofu's nickname is Yuesui.

Not many people present knew about it, and he was one of them.

Wen Guqi raised his hand to untie the jade card.

Jiang Ruofu and all the nobles boarded the painting boat together and were arranged in the most remote room.

In the small room, there is a dressing table, which is not too small or small, and on which are placed various colors of ink and pens for painting flowers.

There are only two chairs in the small room, and if you want to draw Huatian, you must sit facing each other, and the distance will not be far, otherwise you will not be able to reach it.

Yin Hui opened the curtain, but saw that it was Lu Yu, although her face had not changed, she was already very disappointed in her heart.

The verses she wrote, I'm afraid I can't decipher.

Lu Yu is a well-known idle and unlearned gentleman, let alone interpreting that sentence of poetry for her, even if she wants to recognize the image of those words, it must be extremely difficult.

She heard the poem by chance, and she didn't know who the author was, but she heard that it was a reclusive celebrity who didn't want to be famous, so the poem was unsigned.

What can Lu Yu know?

Today, if she and Lu Yu discuss the delicacies of the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, I am afraid that they will be able to chat.

Gong Mingyan entered the small room, and felt that it was crowded, narrower than last year.

It was Chen Jing who chose her last year, or she discussed it with Chen Jing, otherwise if no one chose her, she would be embarrassed and unable to deal with herself.

What's more, now in the circle of noble women, you have a lot of rumors that she goes in and out of the barracks, and she doesn't look like a woman with knives, guns, sticks and arrows.

Now there is no Chen Jing to help her.

Gong Mingyan didn't know if it was true that no one would choose her.

She deliberately wrote a sad verse, weak and weak, so as not to be pitied.

Gong Mingyan thought, there are always men who like such weak women, right?

She shouldn't be left alone.

In the midst of her thoughts, a folding fan lifted the curtain, and she fell defenselessly into the pair of demon eyes that she despised so much.

Ruifeng's eyes were half-open and half-closed, the demon mole was slightly exposed, and the eyes were full of light and bewitching, with an unconscious frivolity.

Gong Mingyan suddenly got up from his chair.

When Gu Yunqi saw her, although he was a little surprised, he also chuckled,

"I didn't expect it to be Miss Gong."

He half-leaned on the pretended elegant grapevine that he deliberately brought at the door of the small room, and looked at her lazily, seemingly playful, but his voice was serious,

"Miss Gong would like me to come in and sit down?"

Gong Mingyan subconsciously tightened his coat, Gu Yunqi unfolded his painting fan, and fanned it a few times casually, waiting for Gong Mingyan to answer him.

The corners of her lips, which were naturally hooked, showed a vague smile at this moment, looking at her with a smile, but the eyebrows under her eyes were enough to make people's hearts burn.

The curtain was blown up a few times by the wind brought up by his fan, like a human heart, difficult to fall, undulating.

Jiang Shuyun sat on the chair nervously, not knowing whether he could know what Gu Yunqi meant by his vague hints, and whether Gu Yunqi would choose.

Her fingers twitched, and she stared uneasily at the curtain.

One hand lifted the curtain, and the curtain was slowly lifted, revealing a jade face, handsome as casting, and the green clothes were graceful, but it was not the person she wanted.

It's Wen Qingcen.

And when Wen Qingcen saw Jiang Shuyun inside, his eyes were also fixed, and his hand holding the curtain stopped in mid-air.

It's not Jiang Ruofu.

He thought that as soon as he lifted the curtain, he would see the woman with cold eyes and a beautiful appearance looking at him with those slender watery eyes.

But no.

The person inside is not her.

Jiang Ruofu sat down, and simply opened the window of the painting boat to ventilate, presumably no one would choose her.

She trampled on the jade plaque so badly, nothing was written on it, only a drop of ink, and nothing could be expressed, how could anyone choose such a jade plaque that had no intention and no half of the heart.

Jiang Ruofu didn't know why, but his heart was relieved. E-book bar

Since no one chose her, it shouldn't matter if she gets off the painting boat now.

But when she raised her hand to lift the curtain, she touched a warm hand through the curtain.

Through the curtain, the hand took hold of hers.

The extremely wide man's palm, with ten slender fingers, covered her hand at once.

The heat of the hand through the curtain surged to Jiang Ruofu's hand without any scruples.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand as if frightened.

But the man lifted the curtain.

She looked defenselessly at a pair of peach blossom eyes that she was familiar with.

Jiang Ruofu's pupils dilated, and the rivers and mountains reflected in his eyes shook.

The blue sun shines through the light and shines into the human eye,

Jiang Ruofu couldn't believe it,

"Shizi?"

Wen Guqi's eyes half-lowered to look at her, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said in a low voice,

"Let me in."

The tone was very low, but it seemed to whisper in her ear, like a breeze blowing in her ears, intimate and skillful.

Jiang Ruofu's heart jumped violently almost instantly.

Wen Guqi entered the small room without any life, stood by the window and looked back at her, seeing Jiang Ruofu still standing at the door in a daze, Wen Guqi said softly,

"Come here."

is still such a casual but indifferent tone, but at this moment, it sounds like people can't help but scratch.

A real hundred claws scratching the heart.

Jiang Ruofu lowered his eyes and saw the jade plate that Wen Guqi was pinching with his fingertips.

There were ink stains that were not obvious, but he gave up the jade plaques that were carefully written and had their own merits, and chose this dirty jade plaque.

Wen Guqi stretched out his hand and closed half of the window, and the curtain at the door finally stopped shaking hard.

But her heart shook terribly.

Jiang Ruofu's heart was beating like thunder, and she felt that the entire painting boat could hear it.

Ten miles of this vast lake, all of them are her heartbeat.

She sat down helplessly.

Wen Guqi was unusual, and naturally picked up the paintbrush, his slender and bony jade fingers held the ink-colored pen bones, and the peach blossom eyes that looked at people looked at her without moving a point.

"What do you want to paint?"

There is a very faint fragrance of lotus on his body, which is clear and cold, and the nobility and non-branches of hibiscus are vividly displayed on him.

Jiang Ruofu could still see the peach lotus flowers in the heart of the lake outside the window.

She subconsciously blurted out,

"Fleur."

Wen Guqi's eyes narrowed slightly,

The tail of his eyes is raised, his eyes are full of peach blossoms as if he is drunk but not drunk, hazy and blurry, there is a misty fog in his eyes, but there is a bright light like tomorrow, condensed on her.

Without noticing, it makes people's hearts flutter, creating an illusion that the person in front of them is deeply in love with themselves.

Shizi never knew that his eyes were too easy to give people illusions, as long as he looked at a person a little seriously, it would always cause people to have some delusions that they shouldn't have.

mistakenly thought that he had a deep affection for the people in front of him.

Jiang Ruofu lowered his eyes, didn't dare to look at those eyes anymore, and asked in a low voice,

"Is that okay?"

Wen Guqi stretched out his hand, Jiang Ruofu thought he was going to dip in ink, and slightly let go of his body, but he didn't expect Wen Guqi's fingertips to hit her chin.

It took a little force to restrain her and keep her from moving.

His tone was light, but low and magnetic, with a slight hoarseness,

"Don't move."

It's as soft as a feather scratching in the palm of your hand.

But Jiang Ruofu didn't dare to move for half a minute, as if the whole person was frozen, and stiffened his body.

Wen Guqi raised his pen and put the pen on her forehead without hesitation.

A cold touch came from his forehead, and Jiang Ruofu couldn't help but say,

"How does the prince know that the owner of this jade plate is me?"

Wen Guqi's gaze condensed on her forehead, and his tone was calm, as if he didn't take it seriously,

"Guess."

Jiang Ruofu cautiously asked,

"The prince chose me, aren't you afraid that Miss Lu will be sad?"

Wen Guqi pinched her chin and didn't answer her question, just in a cold tone,

"Don't move."

He seemed to be very intently drawing on her forehead, and he didn't think about it for a moment.

The wind from the lake blew through the half-open window lattice, ruffling his half-hanging hair, and the white jade crown was slightly transparent against the background of the floating lake.

As he spoke, the protruding Adam's apple slid slightly across his neck, and his fingertips only pinched the pen, drawing it delicately.

It's like she's the only one in the world.