Seeing that the fifth day of the ninth lunar month is approaching, the dancers of Minghong Temple are practicing on the stage.

Chrysanthemums are blooming in early autumn. Chrysanthemums are placed in each garden of Meihong-in.

Rouxin and Ke Ling'er are also stepping up rehearsals. Ke Ling'er was going to dance the long-sleeved dance that day. Rouxin accompanies her with guqin music.

The entire Minghong Temple is full of vitality and vitality. The girls are very excited, there will be a lot of people on the flower day, it is the time for them to show their talents, and it is also an opportunity for them to raise their value!

Other houses are also preparing. They also need to put out one or two shows.

Feng Chenzi drew up a list of people to be invited. Invitations have been sent.

Rouxin wanted to know when she would make a move, and for what reason she would attack Gongzi Jin. But Fengchenzi seemed to have forgotten about it, and did not take any action.

Childe Qingqian came to Minghong to see the wind and dust the day before the flower festival.

Feng Chenzi only said, "Everything has been arranged!" ”

"How do my people get in?" Childe Qingqian wanted to know the specific matters, but Feng Chenzi kept silent. He had to arrange his own business first.

"We needed some people to take care of the wagons and horses that day! That's what your people do! Feng Chenzi said lightly.

"When to do it?" Childe asked quietly and lightly.

"It depends on the timing! Someone will inform you in the backyard then! ”

Childe Qingqian didn't hear more valuable news. He had no choice but to see if Rouxin had gained anything.

Rouxin told Childe Qingqian that Feng Chenzi rarely appeared in front of them. Even when she did, she rarely said that.

Childe was shallow and couldn't stay longer, although he would love to spend a little more time alone with Rouxin.

Rouxin looked at the back of Gongzi Qingqian and left in a hurry. But Ling'er walked over and said softly, "But worried about him? ”

Rouxin withdrew her gaze. What she is worried about is not Gongzi Qingqian, but Gongzi Jin. Because the person who Fengchenzi wants to kill is Gongzi Jinyan!

Gongzi Jinyan was standing in front of the window of his study. Gongzi Qingqian personally went to Minghong Temple, but no useful news came.

"Why don't you go down and ask the soft girl in person?" Feng Yan couldn't hold his airway.

"Not necessarily!" Gongzi Jinyan said lightly. He believes in softness, and he also believes that Gongzi Qingqian will not hide anything from him! Childe is shallow, although he is his sworn enemy. But Gongzi Jinqian admires his character. From this point of view, he is indeed not as shallow as his son! People are self-aware, and there are not many people who can see their own shortcomings.

"Tea!" Gongzi Jinqian felt some discomfort in his throat and called.

Gao Yue came over with a tea tray. She struggled to calm herself.

Gongzi Jinyan picked up the teacup and didn't look at Gao Yue at all. Gao Yue breathed a sigh of relief. But his heart immediately rose again.

She sneaked a glimpse of Gongzi Jin's tea and frowned.

Childe Jin Yan put the teacup on the tea tray. He glanced at Gao Yue coldly.

"Why don't you go and make a good pot of tea again!" Feng Yan shouted at Gao Yue.

"Yes!" Gao Yue shuddered and retreated. The tea bowl in her hand clanked.

What Gongzi Jinqian wants to see most at this time is softness. His eyes were on the tea table. If Rouxin had been there, she would have been sitting there quietly making tea.

Minghong courtyard singing and laughing, a jubilant scene.

Rouxin looked at Ke Ling'er's light dancing and beautiful figure on the side of the stage and smiled. Her piano sound blended with Ke Ling'er's dance, attracting envy and jealousy from the other rehearsal dancers.

"Not bad! Rest! Feng Chenzi appeared wearing a face towel.

The soft sound of the piano stopped. Ke Ling'er took the towel handed by the girl next to her and wiped her sweat.

"You come with me!" Feng Chenzi glanced at Ke Ling'er and turned away. But Ling'er dared to slack off, and followed with broken steps with her skirt.

In the evening, Rouxin went to Ke Ling'er's room. She wanted to know about Feng Chenzi's plan through Ke Ling'er.

But Ling'er sat at the table and frowned, her expression was very melancholy. But in Rouxin's eyes, it is a very beautiful painting.

"Why are you here?" But Ling'er couldn't help but ask when she saw Rouxin sitting opposite her.

"I think my sister seems to have something on her mind?" Rouxin asked rhetorically. Her purpose is very simple, that is, she wants to know what Fengchenzi is looking for Ke Ling'er today? But she couldn't ask directly, so as not to arouse Ke Ling'er's suspicions. If you are known by the wind and dust again, you will be in danger.

But Ling'er stopped talking, and her expression was very hesitant. Rou Xin just wanted to say something more considerate to herself, so that she could put out Ke Ling'er's words. At this time, Zhuo'er walked into Ke Ling'er's house.

"The soft-hearted girl is also there! The lady told me to bring something to Ke Ling'er. Zhuo'er said as she looked at Rouxin.

Rouxin had no choice but to get up and leave Ke Ling'er's house. It's windy outside. Rouxin gathered the sleeves of her robe and walked back quickly. A black cloak draped over her shoulders.

Rouxin didn't need to look back to know that it was Gongzi Jinyan behind her. The smell on Childe Jin's cloak betrayed him.

They just walked in silence. It was not until she walked behind the rockery in the garden of Minghongyuan that Rouxin stopped and looked at Gongzi Jinqi.

Gongzi Jinyan just stared into Rouxin's eyes and didn't say a word.

"No useful news has been found!" Rouxin lowered her eyelids.

"That rainy night......" Gongzi Jinyan somehow came up with such a sentence, and even he himself was a little surprised.

"Rainy night?" Rouxin raised her head and looked at Gongzi Jinyan. Is he talking about the night that Gongzi Qingqian promised her? Rouxin's heart was confused, and her eyes were a little confused.

"What did you do?" Childe Jin's tone was as cold as ice.

Rou Xin saw the angry gaze in Gongzi Jin's eyes. She couldn't help but gasp.

"Nothing happened that night!" Rouxin unconsciously took two steps back. Her body had been pressed against the rockery.

"Really? Then prove it to me! Gongzi Jin's body slowly approached Rouxin. Rouxin instinctively wanted to dodge, but Gongzi Jin's arm was propped up on the rockery. A gentle hand pushed Gongzi Jinyan's body.

"You don't believe me?" Soft heart laboriously authentic. Her heart was racing and her breathing was a little unsteady.

It is difficult for a youthful girl not to be moved when faced with a good-looking man. But Rouxin always remembers her and Childe's shallow promise. She tried hard to restrain her emotions and find a way to keep Gongzi Jinqian sane.

"How do you make me believe?" Childe Jin sneered.

"Kill me! Or choose to trust me! Rouxin gritted her teeth.

"Remember! You're my man! After Gongzi Jinqi finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Rouxin stared blankly at Gongzi Jin's promoted figure, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. He will never be able to give himself a life that he promises and wants like Childe Qingqian. I can't like him! Rouxin muttered in her heart.

Rouxin turned out of the rockery and walked towards her garden. A gust of wind blew, and the cloak on Rouxin's body swayed with the wind. At this time, Rouxin remembered that Gongzi Jin's cloak was still on her body.

I'm sure I'm not going to let him have anything to do tomorrow! Rouxin walked into her room and put her cloak on the bed.

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The son is like an orchid, and the beauty is like a jade

The son is like an orchid, and the beauty is like a jade