Feng Qingqiu went back to the general's mansion after speaking, the soil emperor set up a palace banquet at night, and he had to go back to change his clothes.

Qianwan sat on the rattan chair by the flower garden, covered with a thin quilt on her legs, while flipping through the miscellaneous books in her hand, and the delicate tea cup rested on the low table at hand, and the steaming heat was filled with the fragrance of tea.

The red begonias blooming in the flower garden are brightly colored, and the eyebrows are lighter.

yawned slightly, the sky was getting colder, Qianwan coughed, and heard a nervous voice in his ears, "Niangniang is not fully healed by the wind and cold?" ”

Then he reached over and lifted the thin quilt on her lap a little.

These hands are distinctly jointed, and they are very good-looking, Qianwan looked sideways, and saw Yan Meng's worried look, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "It's just that the weather is cold and the wind is a little stronger." ”

"Since I feel cold, I asked Songwu to bring the robe."

Qianwan grabbed his arm, "How can you be so squeamish, but you, Guozijian is late after school today?" Why do you have to come back now? ”

It would be funny if it was really the Mid-Autumn Festival and used winter equipment.

Why is this milk doll so nervous?

Yan Meng poured a cup of tea, handed it to Qianwan's mouth, watched her drink her throat, and then said, "I met a sneaky person on the road, I asked the guards to catch it, and it took a while." ”

Qianwan didn't pay much attention to it, and sighed, "In the evening, your father and the emperor set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust for the soldiers, and you went with the palace, and the clothes for the banquet were put in your room." ”

Yan Meng looked at Qianwan in a daze, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

He had never been to these banquets before, and this time, could he go too?

"I'm stunned, I'm sweating, go wash up." Qianwan curled the corners of her mouth, and the stunned appearance of the milk doll was inexplicably a little cute.

Yan Meng's heart was warm, and he was lying on Qianwan with dependence, as if he was coquettish, "Niangniang is too good to me." ”

He will not be satisfied with being kind to him like this.

Looking at the tips of his hair, Qianwan hooked his lips slightly, it was rare to see him in such a soft and waxy posture, thinking of Feng Qingqiu's words, he looked away again, and urged, "Okay, go quickly." ”

Yan Meng relied on it for a while, and waited until a certain immortal pushed it away several times in annoyance, and then let go of his hand with satisfaction.

This doll ......

Qianwan looked at his back coldly as he ran away, did he really think that his aunt's clothes were silk handkerchiefs?

Still rolling around.

Smelling the faint smell of sweat on his body, Qianye's face darkened, she took a sip of tea, got up and walked to the dormitory, "Songwu, prepare warm water." ”

On the side, the pine of cutting begonia flowers was a little strange and put down the scissors, didn't Miss just wash it?

……

In the evening, the Royal Garden.

The handsome emperor sat in the first place, next to the concubines and concubines, and on the right side of the below sat several princes, followed by civil and military officials.

Feng Qingqiu sat on the lower right, looking at the wine and food on the low table, a little excited.

When I returned home, I didn't see the person waiting in the house, and I didn't know where he ran again, he was really an idle person.

Thinking of that person's pretty face, Feng Qingqiu's handsome face was slightly red.

"Aiqing, is this thinking that the concubine has not arrived yet?" Yan Jingtian saw that Feng Qingqiu seemed to be lacking in interest, and asked out loud.

Feng Qingqiu came back to his senses, looked at the emperor, and responded, "Yes." ”

While the two were talking, they saw a few people walking on the path on the side, and the woman standing in front of her was dressed in dark purple lining, wearing a goose yellow hood collar, her pace was not slow or hurried, her makeup was elegant and generous, her eyebrows were cold, and her demeanor was graceful.

In his left hand, he pulled a young man with a charming appearance, his light purple robe lined his fair complexion and snow, his lips pursed lightly, his eyes were calm and translucent, and the momentum of his body was not weak.

One deep and one shallow, stepping on the moon.

In an instant, it grabbed everyone's attention.