Chapter 23: Slap Su in the face again at the end of autumn

Faced with her series of questions, especially the last one, Ye Minghuan couldn't help coughing embarrassedly twice, and then told Xiangyue about her experience of meeting him, and explained that she and he were just brother and sister. After listening to this, Xiangyue was about to say something, but she heard a woman's shrill voice outside, "Ouch, whose carriage is this, blocking my young lady's way." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Yue lifted the curtain to check, and saw a mother-in-law with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks standing in the carriage opposite them shouting. Xiangyue also lifted the curtain and went out, and saw that there was no sign of the house, so Xu came out and forgot to hang it in a hurry, so he crossed his arms and looked at the mother-in-law on the opposite side and said, "This road is so wide, I don't know which way to go." ”

"Why should we let our young lady let me? My young lady is the eldest daughter of Su Mansion! The woman crossed her waist and shouted at the top of her voice. Xiang Yue looked at it, and the sign on the other party's carriage said that it was General Xiaoyong's Su Mansion. smiled coldly again, it was really a narrow road, she said secretly in her heart. "Then why should my young lady let me?"

"My young lady is going to the sword-casting building in the south of the city to cast a sword, have you delayed the good time to cast the sword?" The woman shouted. Xiang Yue was about to fight back, but was stopped by Ye Minghuan, "Xiang Yue, which carriage is opposite?" "Miss, it's from General Xiaoyong's mansion." "General Xiaoyong? There are three or four generals in my court, which one are you talking about? ”

"Sufu." "Oh, Su Mansion," Ye Minghuan said meaningfully, "Miss Su wants to forge a sword, so get out of the way." Hearing this, the mother-in-law on the other side snorted proudly, and then got into the carriage.

Xiang Yue exhaled angrily, "How can this work, you are obvious..."

"Oh, Miss Su doesn't have any good swords, unlike me, there are several famous swords. Why delay others? I'm not a person with a small belly, so don't you just give way, let me go. Let's be noble and reasonable. Ye Minghuan interrupted her, and said in a good voice. She deliberately said it a little loudly, so that Su Qiumo in the other party's carriage could hear it. Sure enough, the old woman on the other side said angrily, "You..." but didn't say any more.

Only then did Xiang Yue understand what Miss meant, although she said it in a good way, in fact, she was sarcastic about the other party's family background, and she was very pretentious, and laughed at her for being unreasonable and small-bellied. Xiang Yue said to the coachman, and got into the carriage and sat down. The two carriages walked up again, and Ye Minghuan lifted the curtain when the two carriages passed by, and glanced coldly at the carriage opposite. And Su Qiumo also lifted the curtain at this time and glared at her angrily. Ye Minghuan also sneered and glanced at her disdainfully, and then put down the curtain elegantly.

Seeing her like this, Su Qiumo over there put down the curtain with a snort, gritted his teeth in his heart and said, Ye Minghuan, I see if you can be so proud on the night of the Summer Festival!

Duanhui 3,659 years, June is hopeful. The Fairy Summer Festival was held next to the water as scheduled. It was the middle of summer, the trees were green, the water was flowing and veined, the sky was high and refreshing, and the sky was clear.

Early in the morning, flags fluttered beside the water, laughter and laughter. The viewing platform has long been arranged, lined up on the green grass, like a long white dragon lying quietly on the riverside. The largest viewing platform is lined up in the middle for royalty. The viewing platforms of the rest of the nobles of the family were lined up on both sides according to their rank and status.

It was still early, the morning dew was in full bloom, and the sun was only vaguely showing half of his cheeks. The bright morning sun shines on the Mengshui River, sparkling. The faces of the girls by the river are brighter than the sun. These noble ladies of the family rarely come out together all year round, and they call friends as soon as they get off the carriage, and they get together to chatter endlessly.

Ye Minghuan is wearing a light pink narrow-mouthed tunic gauze skirt today, with a sword around his waist. She applied a little powder, simply combed her hair behind her head, and tied it with a green jade crown, in which a pale green jade carved hairpin was attached, and the long braid was vertical to the waist, fluttering slightly in the wind.