He sat elegantly in the light and shadow, gentle and graceful.

The clear voice of the broken jade knocking on the ice is dyed with a little low and deep, like a mellow peach blossom wine, clear and intoxicating.

There was silence all around.

Everyone was amazed by his elegance and talent.

Jin Shixing smiled "hehe", stared at the merry young man opposite, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "What the am I...... You're wrong! ”

The competition ended with a flood of applause and admiration.

Su Jiu exhaled softly, lifted the silver foil lotus lamp handed over by the turtle prince, and stepped down from the high platform with Jin Shixing.

Gui Gong handed the delicate and delicate embroidered shoes to Xiao Tingchen again, and said with a pleasant smile: "Congratulations to Son, Miss, for winning the crown of this year's Flower Dynasty Festival!" ”

Xu Zizhu was generous, and motioned to the maid to hand him a dime of silver, which was regarded as a reward.

The turtle man hurriedly held it in his hand and happily left the high platform, leaving space for this pair of talented and beautiful women who seemed to be quite a good match.

Xu Zizhu stood against the wind, raised her hand to pick up a strand of broken hair, and lowered her head shyly and timidly, "I can win tonight, thanks to Xiao Gongzi's cleverness." ”

Xiao Tingchen smiled gently, "Where." ”

"These embroidered shoes ......" The girl tilted her head, and her smile was a little more playful, "Xiao Gongzi wants to give it to the little girl?" ”

As he spoke, a foot poked out from under the cascading skirt.

She pursed her lips and waited reservedly for Xiao Tingchen to change her shoes.

In her opinion, Xiao Tingchen is just a concubine of the Xiao Mansion.

Even though he has Xie Yuan's fame, if he wants to go far in officialdom, he must need a wife who can help him.

And she, Xu Zizhu, can just do this.

can be favored by her Purple Bead Fairy, what is he not satisfied with?

Xiao Tingchen glanced at her outstretched feet and smiled reservedly, "These embroidered shoes are very delicate, I'm afraid they can't accommodate Miss Xu's feet." Miss Xu has to cut her feet to fit in? ”

Xu Zizhu was stunned for a moment, and the nobility of self-holding identity in her eyes was shattered in an instant.

Xiao Tingchen,

He hates his big feet?!

She blushed and retracted her feet, and her breath around her body was a little cold, "Xiao Gongzi, what do you mean by this?" ”

Xiao Tingchen checked the embroidered shoes, "The girl in the old courtyard has always had small feet, so these embroidered shoes are also exquisitely made." Come to think of it, my good sister should be able to wear it. ”

He said with a smile, waved at Xu Zizhu, and turned around and left indifferently.

Xu Zizhu stared at him blankly and stomped his feet.

The other side.

Jin Shixing opened a musical instrument workshop in the old courtyard, he said goodbye to Su Jiu, and went back to see the shop.

Su Jiu sat alone on the railing on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and didn't wait long before he saw Xiao Tingchen coming slowly.

He approached, still with crooked eyebrows, "Sister is in a hurry?" ”

The night wind is a little strong, blowing over the Qinhuai River, and the air is also moist and cold.

Su Jiu squeezed the bangs that were blown up, and his immature voice sounded naturally sweet, "I am my little brother's maid, how can I say that I am not in a hurry?" It's my duty to wait for you. ”

Xiao Tingchen chuckled and squatted down in front of her.

Su Jiu looked down in surprise and saw him holding his right foot.

Although she is eight years old, she also knows that there is a difference between men and women.

She wanted to retract her foot, but Xiao Tingchen firmly held her ankle and said lightly, "Don't move." ”

He gently removed the clogs, looked at the blisters on the heels of the little girl, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "My sister really doesn't care for herself, it really makes me feel distressed." ”

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