When going down the mountain, Li Wei secretly stuffed the plum blossom that Mingzhu had thrown into the clothes on his chest, and he remembered that when Mingzhu lost this flower, the smile on his face was gentle and bright.

Half a plum blossom was lying on the ground like garbage, and Mingzhu said with a smile: "Look, this color is so beautiful, but what my father and mother hate the most is red." ”

"What about you?" Li Jiong asked in a daze, his voice was faint, but Mingzhu looked up at him as if he had heard it: "I, I actually like this color." ”

Li Wei couldn't tell what it was like, and after laughing twice, when they left quickly in order to hide from people, he stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to collect the plum blossom on the ground into his palm, and hurriedly stuffed it into his arms, like a thief.

When he went to lead the horse in the stable of Zangmei Temple, Li Ji saw a richly decorated carriage parked next to it, with Huanghuali as the main body, and the roof was decorated with a light blue veil, and the edge of the veil was dotted with white pearls. A thick brocade of gold silk obscured the entrance to the carriage, making it impossible to peek inside the carriage. In front of the frame, a sign of water and wood was hung, and the word "Su" was engraved with a flower body, and a small silver bell fell under the brand. Looking at it like this, it should be the carriage of Su Shangshu and the Su family, maybe he is also here to do something so-called wishing. Li Wei pursed his lips and led the horse away. These people always believe in strange things.

Li Jiong, who returned home, carefully and lovingly inserted the half of the plum blossom into the water lotus-patterned vase like taking out some treasure, Mrs. Li didn't see any beauty after looking at it for a long time, and she wondered if her boss was a little stupid, and suddenly she had a sense of crisis, what if her youngest son was stupid like this?! No, I have to ask Mr. to teach me quickly. Mrs. Li shook her head and walked out quickly, just do it, and brought a gentleman into Li's house that night, and Mr. Li was blinded, so he went out to hunt, and there were many people in this family to eat?

Wangjiang Tower in the east of the city is a new restaurant in the past two years, and it is a high-end atmosphere and high-grade route. Wangjianglou also has a list, which changes every three months, and evaluates the talents and performances of the nobles and sons in the capital, which has become an important reference standard for each family to select daughters-in-law and sons-in-law. Wangjiang Tower is built on the water, a circle of thick pillars as the base, a circle of pavilions and pavilions on it, each pavilion is connected by a hanging arched corridor, a circle of pavilions stands alone in the middle of a pavilion about three meters high, surrounded by azure gauze tents, that is the platform for the noble ladies who intend to show, although hazy, but also enough to make people see the figure clearly, and will not be directly looked at, damaging the reputation of the boudoir.

This Wangjiang Tower is naturally the handiwork of the Ming family. When Mingzhu slipped in with a few little maids, the shopkeeper was reconciling with the person in charge of each attic, and the income and expenditure ledger was less than half, and a group of people saw a few sneaky figures reflected in the window, and the door next door was pushed open with a "squeak", and then the cheerful voice of the eldest lady came. Several people glanced at each other, and the shopkeeper scratched his head: "It just so happened that I made an appointment today with the second miss of the Su family, who leaned on the sleeve building, and she was in poor health, so let her play if she wanted to play." Everyone had to nod, otherwise what would they do, this little aunt and grandmother were making a fuss, and they couldn't stand it.

Mingzhu changed into a smoky butterfly skirt in the dressing room, covered with a bright red cardigan feather gauze with long water sleeves, and danced with a particularly soft charm.

The little girl didn't care whose field it was today, as long as she came, it was her field. Mingzhu sang and danced in the pavilion surrounded by gauze tents, singing the tune she had learned from her mother a few days ago, the red skirt spread out like a fan blade, and the water sleeves shook off the petals in the sky, confusing the eyes of many people.

On the pavilion with the best location in Wangjiang Tower, Feng Yu looked at the little girl dancing on the central pavilion, showing a weird smile, he lowered his eyes and instructed the secret guard to find out which bold girl was dancing in the middle, and after a while, the secret guard raised the reservation book of Wangjiang Tower and knelt in front of him. Feng Yu reached out and took the reservation book that was stitched up with some unknown material, and his calloused fingers swiped over the names with a hint of fragrance, and finally stopped at today's record. There is only one name on that page, and the special cyan ink with the scent of roses made by Wangjianglou reads "Sufu Su Qi". Feng Yu bent his fingers and knocked on the table, and suddenly asked the secret guard who was still kneeling: "Are you a little familiar with this singing?" ”

The dark guard was stunned, and when he listened carefully, his pupils suddenly constricted, and the dark guard secretly raised his eyes to look at the master with deep and uncertain eyes, thinking of the woman who was sunk in the pond many years ago, and suddenly shuddered.

Mingzhu didn't realize that she had aroused someone's interest, and she just had fun. After she jumped off the platform, she slipped into the changing room like a thief, found a hidden corner and hid the red dress she bought with her father and mother, and ran home happily with her little maid, the little girl laughed happily, all the way full of joy that she had worn her favorite clothes today, and the laughter spread so far that Feng Yu, who was sitting upstairs, seemed to be brought to laugh.

A few days later, when he went to court, Feng Yu took advantage of the emperor's happiness and asked for a holy decree for marriage. The emperor's face became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and although his face was ugly, he still opened his mouth to ask, "Which girl is so blessed that she has the blue eyes of the imperial brother?" ”

Feng Yu knelt in the hall, his head lowered to hide the mockery in his eyes, and the emperor's dissatisfaction overflowed from the question, but he didn't want him to have a queen, he was afraid of taking away his country.

"The second daughter of Su Shangshu's family, Su Qi."

Feng Yu's calm and unfluctuating voice sounded in the main hall, Su Shangshu was stunned, and hurriedly came out of the queue and knelt down and called "panic".

The emperor laughed out loud with anger, and even choked on saliva and coughed, he immediately took the pen, used great strength to control his hands not to tremble, and wrote the will of marriage stroke by stroke, and almost broke the pen when he wrote the words "virtuous and virtuous".

Minghuang's holy decree fell on the main hall with a "snap", the emperor brushed his sleeves away, Feng Yu got up from the ground, patted the non-existent dust on his knees, bent down and picked up the holy decree and handed it to the big eunuch with a bitter face in the main hall: "It's hard work." ”

Li Fuquan looked at this side-by-side king with a bitter face written on his face, opened his mouth, but sighed helplessly, accepted the holy decree, and responded, "Don't dare to be, this is the duty of a slave." ”

The early dynasty ended like this, and then the news of King Yu's marriage proposal spread like wings, causing many girls in the boudoir to break their hearts.