Today is March 23, and the day after tomorrow is the Hundred Flowers Festival celebrated by the whole country, but Yu Xinling got up early in the morning, took out the dresses in the cabinet and looked in the mirror one by one to compare, "Ying Yu, which do you say I should wear?" ”

Ying Yu looked at his master's beautiful face, which was rare for a thousand years, and sighed helplessly: "Master, you don't need to dress up." ”

"However, Zhaoyang is coming back today, and I want to dress festively so that I can catch the wind and wash the dust for her." Yu Xinling muttered, and the peerless face that had grown but not grown was mixed with childish pinkness.

"The master might as well wear that red butterfly-sleeved Luo skirt, festive." Ying Feng came in the door, and gave her advice in a gentle voice.

Yu Xinling pondered the butterfly sleeve skirt carefully, and thought about it with a small mouth, "Well, then listen to you, I'll wear this today." ”

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At the south city gate, Ruan Shimu stood on the city wall in a bright yellow prince's suit, looking into the distance and not knowing what to think. Behind him, there was a sudden sound of inhalation, followed by the voice of the guard kneeling down: "See the princess." ”

Ruan Shimu turned his head and looked at Yu Xinling who was wearing a red butterfly sleeve Luo skirt and couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't seen Yu Xinling dress herself seriously for a long time, such a flamboyant but restrained beauty was different from the previous beauty, it was something he had rarely seen, when was the last time she dressed up so carefully? It seems that three years ago, in order to satisfy the imperial grandmother's dying thoughts, she dressed up to tease the imperial grandmother...... He took a hard breath and rubbed Yu Xinling's head: "The Hundred Flowers Festival hasn't arrived yet, so you rushed to the city gate to see your husband?" Well? ”

"No, the second brother is so stupid, today is the day when Zhaoyang comes back, and people are here to wait for Zhaoyang." Yu Xinling pouted and slapped Ruan Shimu's hand, looking angry.

Ruan Shimu stroked her hair, her hairstyle and hair accessories were still simple and clear, she simply tied her hair in a girl's bun with a red ribbon, "You can always take care of Zhaoyang like this in the palace, but don't let her get into trouble." ”

Yu Xinling hummed and agreed, looked at Ruan Shimu in a bright yellow prince's suit, and asked, "Second brother is so formal and not afraid of scaring Zhaoyang?" ”

Ruan Shimu glanced at the approaching carriage and horse in the distance, turned his head and put his hand on Yu Xinling's thin shoulder, half-squatting to look at her: "Ling'er, let's hide first, don't be looked at by the envoys of other countries." ”

Yu Xinling pouted and looked at the train of carriages and horses that came into view: "Every year, they send people to our court to participate in the Hundred Flowers Festival, and those who don't know think that they have no one in the country." ”

"Poof...... Okay, good, we Ling'er are so beautiful, we can't be robbed by those countries that are stronger than Luanyang. ”

Yu Xinling glanced at the carriage and horses again irritably, and turned to find a place to hide......

But after a while, the carriage and horses that came from the wheel finally arrived, and the guards who were driving the horses in the first two carriages jumped out of the carriage, put down the small steps and waited for the master to get off...... After standing still, the slightly older man bowed his hand to Ruan Shimu, who was already standing at the gate of the city and waiting, and said, "Prince Luanyang, my Xijun Kingdom has sent an envoy to disturb me again, don't come unharmed." ”

Ruan Shimu smiled lightly: "The second prince said that he was laughing, Xijun and my dynasty are on good terms, and it is normal for envoys to come and go, so why bother with it?" After that, he looked at the man in Chinese clothes beside the second prince of Xijun, "This one, I'm afraid it's the fifth prince of Xijun, right?" ”

The second prince Wen Congzhi laughed: "Prince Luanyang has good eyesight, this is my fifth brother Wen Qiye, Qi Ye, this is the first beautiful man in the mouth of our Xijun daughter, Ruan Shimu, the prince of Luanyang." ”

After greeting each other with Wen Qiye, Ruan Shimu shook his head helplessly, "Brother Wen has really won the award, how can Shi Mu He De be called the first beautiful man?" ”

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And as early as the arrival of the Xijun envoy, Yu Xinling has been wearing a veil and hiding behind the city gate to peek, she pouted and pouted, why is everyone taller than her, even Xijun's maid, is much higher than her...... And she, who is fourteen years old, is only about 155 in height, and even, she hasn't grown taller for a long time, I'm afraid that she will be like this in the future...... She suddenly raised her head, her eyes collided with Wen Qiye, who had just finished greeting Ruan Shimu, and her eyes were facing each other, panicked.

Wen Qiye looked at her eyes, and the next moment he came in her direction, but behind the city gate, where was there any woman?

"Qi Ye, don't be rude." Wen Congzhi frowned and scolded. Wen Qiye came out of her stunned state and walked back to apologize to Ruan Shimu.

Ruan Shimu patted his head and said: "Look at my rudeness, Brother Wen and the Fifth Prince are afraid that they are tired from coming from afar, and I don't even know that I am chatting with Brother Wen like this." "With that, hurriedly get out of the way and prepare to take Xijun's envoy group to the post station to rest.

Wen Congzhi waved his hand and smiled: "Brother Shi Mu is polite, I also like to talk to you very much." ”

"Brother Wen doesn't blame me, it's good to be rude, and invite the two princes to go to the post station to rest and rest, and later set up a banquet for the two to catch the wind and wash the dust."

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The group went to the Xijun Post Station with a smile and a smile, behind the city gate, the soft light flashed slightly, Yu Xinling covered her chest with one hand and panted slightly, and gently took off the veil on her face with the other.