In the flower hall in the back garden of King Ming's Mansion, it can be said that it is quite lively today. Many of the sons and daughters of various families who were invited to come came to Mingwangfu for the first time, and at the same time they were flattered, but they also felt a little proud in their hearts. When I learned that Her Royal Highness the princess was actually here, I was even more excited.

Among these sons, Huo Zijue, as the No. 1 supporting actor, seems to be the best-looking, the youngest in age, and the closest to the little princess.

The Yuan Circle deliberately arranged Huo Zijue's seat in the closest place to the little princess, plus the play they played before, and now there are rumors in the capital that Her Royal Highness the princess likes the second son of the Huo family, and the two are in love.

Everyone present secretly looked at Huo Zijue in private, guessing the truth and credibility of the rumors.

Murong Zhen hadn't come yet, Beitang was hiding behind the flower hall, and asked Yuan Quanquan with an anxious expression: "Why hasn't Brother Zhen come yet?" Will he not come? ”

The Yuan Circle had already sent people to watch at the gate of the palace, and when someone came, they immediately reported, "Princess, calm down." If he doesn't come, he will definitely send someone to inform him in advance. But we didn't get a rejection from him, so he's sure he'll come. Don't worry, wait! ”

The little princess could only wait obediently.

After half a pillar of incense, Murong Zhen was late. Under the guidance of the little maid, he entered the back garden, stepped into the flower hall with one foot, and was slightly stunned when he saw so many young men and women.

Most of the people present recognized Murong Zhen, and stepped forward to say hello, Murong Zhen returned the salute one by one, his eyes swept around, and he did not see the figures of Yuan Quanquan and Beitang Jing.

Beitang Jing, who was hiding behind the flower hall, saw that Murong Zhen had come, and thought about what Yuan Quanquan had just told her, and the two exchanged a "if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent", tidy up their appearance, and went out to receive guests.

Beitang Jing specially dressed up today, under the guidance of the military division Yuan Circle, she was dressed up pure and cute, bright and lively. Dressed in a light pink Su embroidered Yuehualuo skirt, with a sachet and tassel jade pendant around her waist, she looks like a little fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. The little princess also took out the lipstick that Yuan Quanquan gave her before and used it, her pink lips were moist and full, like a cherry that had just been soaked in water, which was extremely attractive.

In order to bring out the beauty of the little princess, the Yuan Circle changed into a very low-key dress very intimately, and today's protagonist is the little princess, she can't steal the limelight.

As soon as Beitang Jing appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone here has heard of the name of the princess and knows that this is the only and most beloved pearl of the emperor. During the Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet, several people were lucky enough to see the princess from a distance in the palace, and did not carefully see what the princess looked like.

Seeing the princess herself so closely at this time, although she is still young, she can already foresee what kind of great beauty she will become when she is fully grown.

Murong Zhen couldn't help but be stunned the moment he saw Beitang Jing.

The little princess strictly followed the teachings of the Yuan Circle, and tried her best to restrain herself from looking at Murong Zhen, behaving coldly and not caring a little, so as to achieve her goal.

Walked to the seat and sat down without squinting, Beitang quietly turned his head and smiled sweetly at Huo Zijue who was sitting beside her.

As soon as Murong Zhen appeared as a little princess, her eyes were always on her, seeing that she didn't even give herself a corner of the eye, but smiled at the handsome young man next to her, her brows wrinkled involuntarily, and a wave of irritability surged in her heart for no reason.

As the masters, the Yuan Circle and the Meditation Circle naturally have to attend.

Hand in hand, sat on the main seat, accepted the greetings of all the visitors, and after everyone sat down again, the Yuan Circle said a few words politely, and then led the topic to today's exchange meeting.

"I invite you here today because I want to take this opportunity to meet friends in writing. However, everyone doesn't have to be too restrained, and they are not limited to literary exchanges, everyone can say whatever they want, and they can also put forward whatever they want to play. "Taiwen Crepe's words are not easy to say, and I don't want to be too subtle, I wanted to let the meditation speak, but this uncle sat next to the old god and watched, with a smile on his lips, just as a spectator, completely ignoring her eye hints.

Among the people present, there were also many people who had seen the Yuan Circle at the Chinese New Year's Eve Palace Banquet, and they also had a curious attitude towards this Princess Min.

After listening to her words, a few clever people couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, and vaguely guessed that the purpose of today's flower banquet seemed to be more than just meeting friends with words.

But regardless of the purpose, they're happy to get involved.

Huo Zijue, as the No. 1 supporting actor in today's scene, knows the plans of the Yuan Circle and the little princess. He had promised before that he would cooperate well to help the little princess achieve her own happiness.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Murong Zhen's seat was arranged opposite Huo Zijue, and the little princess was sitting on Huo Zijue's left hand side. So that no matter what they did, Murong Zhen on the other side could see it clearly.

"Since you are a friend in writing, you might as well compose a poem first." I don't know who took the lead and made a suggestion.

"I think so." Someone chimed in.

Yuanquanquan thought for a moment and felt that this idea was good, "Since everyone is interested, let's compose a poem for our first activity." She glanced at the little princess who was sitting obediently, thought for a moment, and said, "Otherwise, let's make a few poems and praise the princess with the princess as the theme." ”

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect Princess Ming to make such a request. But it's only strange for a moment, all of you here are the sons of the family, the young masters of the official family, who have been reading poetry books since childhood, and it is not a problem to compose a few lines of poetry.

Immediately, someone stood up, looked at the princess for a while, and then opened his mouth to come: "The pulse is in the eyes, and the flowers are in full bloom." ”

Some people started to start, and others got up to show their talents in front of the princess.

"The girl is ashamed, and the years are carefree."

"Demure is like a flower shining on water, and action is like the wind supporting a willow."

……

The young talents present, whether they had a marriage contract or not, racked their brains to praise Her Royal Highness with poetry. If you are single, you want to take this opportunity to attract the attention of the princess, if you can win the favor of the princess and become the future master of the horse, then this is earned. Those who have a marriage contract are also under the guise of pleasing the princess, and they will have a good impression of the princess, and they may have the opportunity to say a few good words in front of the emperor in the future, which will be beneficial to them and harmless.

And if she doesn't want anything, the identity of Princess Guangguang can only be boasted to death.

After a round of praise, although the little princess was not very interested, for her goal, she still had to act and pretend to be happy and shy.

Murong Zhen listened to everyone's poems and praise her in different ways, drinking wine with a wine glass, and her eyes shot to the opposite side from time to time, but she found that the little princess's eyes were turning around, but she didn't turn to him, as if she was deliberately avoiding him, and she didn't even look at him once.

The irritability in his heart was even worse, and Murong Zhen didn't have the heart to listen to those people's poems, so he lowered his eyes and drank silently, thinking about the reason why he was so irritable alone.

Yuan Quanquan saw Murong Zhen's reaction in his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said in his heart: There is a play!

Round by round, it was Murong Zhen's turn.

Murong Zhen put down his wine glass, stood up and glanced at Beitang Jing opposite, and then hugged his fists and said: "I am a rough man, and I don't understand these poems and songs, so I won't participate, so as not to offend the princess." ”

The little princess was still looking at him expectantly, but when she heard him say this, her eyes dimmed slightly, and her little face also showed a touch of loss.

Yuan Quanquan hurriedly glanced at Huo Zijue and signaled him to hurry up.

Huo Zijue received the eyes of the Yuan Circle, was stunned for a moment, quickly got up, glanced at Murong Zhen, hesitated for a moment with a slightly complicated expression, and finally said with a smile: "That is the case, then let me be ugly, and I hope you don't want to laugh." ”

After a moment of silence, Qingyue's young voice sounded in the flower hall.

"The smiling spring is peachy, and the clouds are piled with green buns; The lips are full of cherry blossoms, and the teeth are fragrant. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, some people immediately applauded.

"Huo Xiaogongzi is so talented! is worthy of being a famous genius boy in our capital, and he is ashamed of himself! ”

Later, several other people echoed and praised Huo Zijue, saying that his poem was quite appropriate.

"Don't dare, I'm only shallow in the next class, and I can't afford to be a genius, everyone praises it."

Huo Zijue replied modestly, but after all, he was a young man, and he couldn't help but be happy when he was praised by others, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Beitang Jing next to him, and it happened that Beitang Jing also happened to look at him, and said to him with a sweet smile: "Brother Zijue is so powerful!" ”

This "Brother Zijue" unabashedly fell into the ears of Murong Zhen on the other side, he was stunned, and raised his eyes to see the little princess and the young man next to her looking at each other and smiling, there was a shallow pear nest on his cheeks, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, like two crescent moons.

Lovely, and beautiful.

His brows suddenly furrowed again, and Murong Zhen's eyes looking at the little princess became a little complicated, mixed with some emotions that he didn't understand.

Seeing that this method was quite effective, Yuan Quanquan glanced at Huo Zijue and Beitang Jing again.

The little princess instantly understood, glanced at Murong Zhen opposite from the corner of her eye, and when she saw the look on the other party's face, she was quietly happy for a while, and then followed the instructions of the Yuan Circle and interacted intimately with Huo Zijue.

"Brother Zijue, I heard everyone say that you helped the family do business when you were very young and helped the family make a lot of money!"

"Brother Zijue, I am wearing the bracelet you gave me last time, do you want to see if it looks good?"

"Brother Zijue, your clothes today are good for you, you look more and more handsome."

"Brother Zijue's ......"

shouted an intimate "Brother Zijue", Murong Zhen's face became worse and worse, his lips became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help but clench his hand holding the wine glass, and the back of his hand faintly burst out of green tendons.

As the planner and audience, Yuan Quanquan saw this scene and quietly enjoyed himself next to the meditation.

The meditation cultivator let her make trouble, and glanced at Murong Zhen, his expression was unfathomable.

And the sons and ladies who were pulled by the Yuan circle to be a group performer were all at a loss: "......"

This is...... What's going on?