After Princess Rouhui took her seat, the heavy snow party began.

Several maids came out with a tray of food delivery, on which were placed something like a small white snow ball, emitting light smoke.

After Yan Qingge's plate in front of the table was put down, Yan Qingge took a closer look and found that this thing was originally made of glutinous rice, no wonder it was so pink.

The food was served at the beginning, and Yan Qingge guessed in his heart that this banquet was probably just pure food. This made her feel a lot more relaxed and focused on her food.

Yan Qingge bit open a glutinous rice dumpling, which is only the size of a thumb belly, but there is another thing inside, sandwiched a pink heart, with a little plum sweetness and sourness, it should be stuffed plum sauce, which tastes great.

The next dishes sent by the maid include cheese, stewed tofu, braised fish, white fungus pear soup, chicken soup and simmered white radish, all of which are white ingredients, and the plates used are also plain white, and the dishes on the table are like ice carvings and jade, Yan Qingge then understood why this banquet was called the Snow Meeting.

There is a silk bamboo song and dance accompaniment, and there is food on the table, and this party is not bad.

Yan Qingge was tasting the food, but Ling Xiao felt a little bored, she originally came out to have fun, but now everyone is sitting at the same table, eating their own food, and they don't even have to say superfluous words, it is better to eat and comfort with Yan Qingge at home. The cook in their courtyard is still left by Shui Ying, and her craftsmanship is no worse than that brought by Princess Rouhui at today's banquet.

When Ling Xiao was sitting a little anxiously, Princess Rouhui gently patted her palms, and the eunuch she brought immediately obediently handed over a small box.

Princess Rouhui put the box on the table and said, "Today's snow will be heavy, but eating and drinking are not fun enough." We also saw the food on the table, all made of white things, we played a game of drumming and passing flowers, everyone passed flowers in a circle, when the drum stopped, whoever the flowers fell on, who had to say a white thing, this thing is only born and raised, there can be no white words in it, and it can not be repeated with others, if you say it wrong or can't say it, you will be out. The last winner, I have a gift to give. ”

Ling Xiao came to his senses, his eyes were shining, and he had already begun to babble in his mouth: "White things, there are snowflakes, goat's milk, white fungus, lotus seeds, Kunlun jade, salt ......."

Yan Qingge was amused by her.

Yuan Qianqian stood up and said coquettishly to Princess Rouhui: "Aunt Hui, I'll come first!" She stepped forward, plucked the silk flowers from the drum in the center of the room, and took them in her hand.

She laughed and said, "The snowflakes are white!" It's time to start drumming! ”

Everyone can think of snowflakes today as white, and it is nothing to be taken up by her.

A female musician walked to the middle of the room and began to beat the drum and pass the flowers.

The girls began to circulate the flowers, and when the drums stopped, the flowers fell, and in a few times the usual white things without white letters were finished.

The drums stopped again, this time it happened to fall in front of Ling Xiao, there were still a few white things in Ling Xiao's stomach, she hurriedly said, "The salt is white." "Then pass the level.

After Ling Xiao finished talking about the salt, the girl next didn't expect what was white and automatically went out.

It has only been half an hour since the drumming and passing the flowers, and the girls who have been eliminated have already accounted for two-thirds, and three of the remaining nine girls have not been left by luck at all.

Yuan Qianqian took the flower twice, and she replied both, once she said cotton, and once she said magnolia.

Ling Xiao was the most unlucky, she actually received four flower passes, but the things she was talking about at the beginning had a role, and the girls replied like this: "Salt is white", "Winter melon is white", "Garlic is white." There are not many people who "rice is white".

Although it's just a game, there is also a sense of comparison between girls, and no one wants to behave like a rice bucket that can only eat. Only a cool Jianghu girl like Ling Xiao doesn't take her false name to heart.

Yan Qingge also kept it because he had a lot of stock in his stomach.

While everyone was playing and laughing, suddenly, Yuan Qianqian stood up and exclaimed towards the door: "Brother Prince, why are you here?" ”

The eyes of all the girls were cast, and Yan Qingge was no exception.

I saw an excessively handsome young man standing at the door, he was wearing a white dress, his body was covered with pure black fur, and a eunuch was standing behind him holding an oil-paper umbrella to protect him from the snow.

He was nearly two heads taller than Yan Qingge, very thin, with pale skin, light lips, eyebrows and hair were not dark, and only a pair of eyes were dark and deep.

In all fairness, this is a good-looking teenager.

Yan Qingge's heart fluttered a few times, and then he calmed down.

The prince doesn't know her, and he will never recognize her as the concubine of the Yan family, she can behave as usual.

The game stopped temporarily, and a room full of nobles saluted the prince, and he raised his hand lightly and said, "Excuse me." After speaking, he sat down next to Princess Rouhui.

Princess Rouhui smiled: "Xun'er, we are playing a game, do you want to come?" ”

She was just a kind word, the prince didn't like the game very much, and I was afraid that he would refuse as usual.

The prince's gaze swept over the crowd casually, and he just wanted to say no, but his eyes suddenly shrank and fell on Yan Qingge's face.

This girl with soft hair and clear eyes looks exactly like the plum blossom fairy.

It is impossible for the portrait he saw in the queen mother's palace to be fake, it is clearly an old work from more than ten years ago, but who is the girl sitting on the seat? More than ten years ago, she was probably not born yet.

And who was that gleaking figure he saw in Merlin that day? Why can it suddenly disappear into the snow?

The prince was rarely excited, and his hand, which was blocked by the wide sleeved robe, was tightly clenched into a fist.

He is not a person with exposed emotions, even if there are already thousands of waves in his heart, he is still faint on the surface, his gaze only swept over Yan Qingge's face, and he did not stay long. Even Zhu Liubao, who had served him for many years, didn't feel his emotional changes.

The prince seemed to pause casually, and said to Rouhui, "Okay, I'll play with you." ”

The prince's answer instantly provoked a whisper among the girls.

If the prince happened to be nearby in the previous meetings, he would have come to see it after catching up, but he never stayed longer and would not have participated in it. Today he said that he wanted to play a game with everyone, which was so exciting.

Yuan Qianqian's face was flushed, Yuan Niannian was pushed by her yesterday, and she reached her ankle, so she couldn't come to today's party. Her other sister-in-law, Yuan Zhenzhen, never dared to oppose her, and today she has no competitors at all, and she will definitely be able to make a good impression on the prince.

After a little listening to the rules of the game, the prince understood how to play. The words that the girls had spoken before were specially recorded, and the prince took them and looked at them, clapped his hands and told the drummers to start.

Because of the presence of the crown prince, the atmosphere instantly became warm. The girls are like chickens, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become.

Yan Qingge gathered her mind and waited quietly for the next time the flower came to her, although she still had the strength to fight again, but the better she performed in front of the prince, the more unfavorable it would be for her, she was ready to say a white thing that others had said "properly", and then withdrew.

Unexpectedly, the next one turned out to be an evil sect, and others took the flowers at least three times, but Yan Qingge just didn't receive it once. The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, Ling Xiao is also eliminated, and only the crown prince, Yuan Qianqian, Yan Qingge and another girl named Mu Wanyun are left.

The drums stopped beating again, and the flowers fell on the prince's hand.

He lowered his eyelashes, as if thinking, and said, "Moonlight." ”

There's been a lot of white stuff that has been talked about, but no one has said moonlight yet. The prince's answer won a full house.

Then the next drumming and passing flowers fell in front of Yuan Qianqian, she had no stock in her stomach, and after thinking hard, she replied with difficulty: "Bei Yan!" ”

If she can't remember anything that is white, it will be dangerous when she catches flowers again.

Finally, Yan Qingge also received the passing flower, and the prince, like others, set his eyes on her.

Yan Qingge looked calm, thought for a while, and replied, "Spring silkworm." ”

Spring silkworms are indeed white, but they have already been said. Not only spring silkworms have been said, but silkworm cocoons and silk have also been said.

It's just that everyone has said too many things, and most people's memories are confused.

The person in charge of recording immediately said: "Spring silkworm repeat! ”

Yan Qingge was successfully out.

Next, Yuan Qianqian also failed to be elected because she said something repetitive, and the only people left were the prince and Mu Wanyun.

Prince: "Huafa." ”

Mu Wanyun: "Snow Fox." ”

The flower passed again and fell into the hands of the prince, his eyes wandered, like a feather, gently and gently stopped on Yan Qingge's body, his voice was like honey with anticipation, and he said softly: "White plum!" ”

Yan Qingge didn't react.

The prince couldn't hide his disappointment, he stood up, gently dusted the corner of his robe, shook his head and smiled: "It's me who lost!" Then he greeted Zhu Liubao: "We've stopped for a long time, let's go back to the palace." ”

The prince seemed to be in a real hurry, and left without leaving half a step.

There are rules in the game, and the white thing that is said cannot be written in white. Yan Qingge was a little puzzled, judging from the prince's previous comfortable performance, it was impossible for him to show such a big flaw and lose like this, and the only explanation was that he did it on purpose.

The prince walked on the road, and his heart was full of ups and downs. If the woman in the house was really the plum blossom fairy he saw in the plum grove that day, then she should have reacted when she heard him say plum blossoms, but the look on her face was normal, and there was nothing abnormal in the slightest.

She's not his, she!

His she was the wonderful figure in Merlin, the portrait in his mother's room, and the constant guest in his dreams. But all of this is a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, will never be found?

The wind blew a snowflake, which fell coldly on the prince's face, and seeing that he was about to reach the place where the carriage stopped, the prince turned around and instructed Zhu Liubao: "Take a few people and follow me to Meilin!" ”

Two quarters of an hour later, the prince stood on the edge of the white plum pit where Yan Qingge had fallen, looked at the few plum trees below, and actually laughed.

It turned out that he had misunderstood.

She is who she is.

As for the portrait in the mother's harem...... The prince looked at the sky from afar, and he was so blessed that he understood it in his heart. She must have looked a lot like her mother, and her mother knew the queen mother, so there was a portrait of her mother in the harem.

He stretched out his hand, caught a snowflake, and said softly with a soft smile on his lips, "I found you." ”