The morning sun is mild and clear, the Pinxin Courtyard has not yet faded yesterday's dew, filled with a faint moistness, Gu Qingyi stood in the courtyard of Zhumen Biwa vividly, a verdant and tender color, like the green leaves stained with the dew of the mountains, elegant and verdant, fresh and tender.

Her complexion is as delicate and lustrous as white porcelain, and above the delicate and lovely arc of the girl, she has a slightly prominent collarbone, with a clear and beautiful shape, a beautiful and straight neck, a clear and calm gaze, and an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people not have the slightest blasphemy.

The girl's hair is thick and dense, combed with a hanging hair in a small bun, black hair in strands, knotted at the top, without holding it naturally hanging down on the chest, like a satin waterfall pouring down, flowing in the morning light with a healthy and bright luster.

She was born well, but she was sick and lost her complexion, her two eyes were lightly dyed with sorrow, and she was swept on a layer of faint red by skillful hands, the willow eyebrows were not painted and dained, the red lips were not dyed and red, and the lacquer-like apricot eyes were filled with a hazy mist.

Compared with the understatement of makeup, her bun hair is even simpler, but she simply wears a few red and pink beaded flowers, making her cold and elegant color bright, adding a little girlish and pure, no more, no less, just right.

Rao is no matter how jealous Zhang Xinya is, she has to admit that her dress is extremely appropriate, elegant and low-key, and it is inconspicuous to blend in with the ladies who are dressed up, but if you notice this emerald color, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take your eyes off.

She even felt that the golden step of the rich and luxurious butterfly fluttering branches was not worthy of this light and dusty character at all. Even thinking about it, there was still the displeasure of being violated by Yang Fengyin in her heart, Gu Qingyi didn't wear Jin Busha, how could she explain to the crown princess?

Gu Qingyi showed a look of surprise on his face, "I have already returned Jin Bu to you the day before yesterday, how can I hairpin it?" ”

"I'll send it back to you again, and put it on your dresser, so conspicuous that you can't see it?"

"When did you send it back?"

That day, Gu Qingyi sent Jin Buyan back, Zhang Xinya naturally didn't follow, and followed her out, but Gu Qingyi ran into Li Niangzi's house, and it was not easy to follow, and happened to find that her door was not closed, so she pushed the door in without authorization and put Jin Buyao on the dresser.

After listening to the narration, Gu Qingyi's face sank, "I haven't seen it, I'm afraid that someone stole it." ”

Zhang Xinya was suddenly angry and anxious, and suspected that Gu Qingyi was lying to her, so she immediately lost her manners, "I don't believe it, there are no outsiders in Pinxin Academy, how can there be thieves, you must have secretly hidden." ”

Gu Qingyi's expression was shocked, and her face lost its blood, Zhang Xinya thought that she had told the truth, and she became more and more unrelenting, and bluntly said that she wanted to go into the room to search, Gu Qingyi still had abortion pills hidden in the room, so she naturally didn't dare to let her in, so she cooled down, "Aunt Zhang is so strange, since the golden step is given to me, it is up to me to wear it or not, why is it so forced." ”

Zhang Xinya felt out of shape, unable to speak, looking at the ridicule on Gu Qingyi's face, her heart was anxious, and she thought of the wording in her heart, "Miss Gu doesn't know, that step is finely made, rare in the world, it is something I borrowed, and I will return it after today, if I lose it, how can I afford it." ”

"I see, I misunderstood, Aunt Zhang, don't blame." Gu Qingyi seemed to believe it, and her face softened slightly, "But Bu Shao is really not here with me, as for who took it, Aunt Zhang and I will know when we go to the peach forest." ”

Zhang Xinya is a little strange, how did those high-ranking ladies steal the things that were put in the Pinxin Courtyard? It wasn't until he looked at Gu Qingyi's cold face that he suddenly realized that he had a possibility.

On the day of the shake, I seemed to see Zhao Xiuying.

If she really took it, then there would be a good show.

Zhang Xinya gloated, followed Gu Qingyi all the way through the door of the nunnery for a month, and finally arrived at the peach blossom forest in the backyard of the peach blossom hermitage.

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

The peach blossoms of the Peach Blossom Nunnery bloom very late, but the white and pink peach blossoms bloom on the flowers of a tree, squeezed and stacked together, like a sea of flowers embroidered by the Weaver Girl on the horizon, covering the white clouds in the clear sky, and there are delicate and pink flowers as far as the eye can see, full of brilliance.

The green grass was reclaimed on the ground with cobblestone paths, and when the breeze blew, there were a bunch of petals falling down, falling on the black hair, shoulders, and skirts of the young ladies and ladies, and they were all raised, but they didn't know whether people were more beautiful than flowers or flowers than people.

The pink and white flowers have been paved with grass and paths, the red and pink pave the road, the incense is dusty, even the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, refreshing people's hearts, the fairy-like noble girl Junjie is laughing and playing in the peach blossom forest, a piece of vitality, heaven and earth-like fairyland, just looking at it, it makes people feel that the world is full of joy and wealth, without sorrow, and without haze.

Now the hour is still early, the princess's ceremonial frame has not yet arrived, only the carefully prepared, just for the appearance of the young lady, the prince and the noble son appeared early, walking and talking in the charming peach blossom forest, gathered together in twos and threes, very easy to identify.

Gu Qingyi walked all the way over and saw a lot of familiar faces, as soon as she appeared on the stage in the past, these people would come up to talk, sincere or false, after all, they were happy and harmonious. Now that I have changed the shell of my cousin's rarely intersociable, I get nothing more than a polite and indifferent glance.

This circle is noble, reserved and arrogant, everyone wraps their bodies in gorgeous clothes, and then dresses up the power and status of their ancestors, and the real people are truly magnificent and become superior nobles. A new face will not be paid special attention to.

Gu Qingyi used to be one of them, but now that she has become an outsider, she realizes that it is sad and ridiculous. What is the meaning of the all-day Chinese costume and food, climbing power and wealth, the so-called sisterhood is deep, knowing the old friends, and the skins of identity, gorgeous clothes and beauty and ugliness, who knows what is hidden inside.

She spent two lifetimes and never guessed.

Passing over the shadow of the flowers, she finally saw the people in the depths of the flower forest, the woman stood between the noble girls and sons with fragrant clothes and sideburns, smiling and smiling, and her eyebrows were dancing, but her delicate appearance was surrounded by flowers, and the light was not covered up at all, but it was more gorgeous and scorching than the peach blossoms on the trees, burning people's eyes stinging.

She is wearing a moire embroidered butterfly skirt, the delicate colorful butterflies and flowers seem to be jumping, the dark clouds stacked sideburns hairpin with a golden butterfly swaying, as the woman covers her lips and laughs, the thin wings fly, the gold powder trembles lightly, adding a charming style of red face and wealth.

This person is not Zhao Xiuying.

There was a young girl beside her who was blushing and said sourly, "Fourth Miss, your clothes and jewelry are so beautiful, I don't know where to make them, I'll go back and build one." ”

Zhao Xiuying smiled reservedly, and specially helped the sideburns to shake, neither light nor heavy, and said without hurry, "It's not worth anything." The clothes belong to Xiuyun Pavilion, and as for the jewelry, it was given by my personal friend. ”

The people around gasped, and the woman snorted lightly, her eyes turned red, "Xiuyun Pavilion is a simple place, and only the identity of the fourth lady and Miss Bofu can get one, even if I have some spare money at home, I can't buy it." ”

Zhao Xiuying smiled shallowly, as if acquiescing to the other party's words, a touch of arrogance flashed in her eyes, the woman probably thought that she was extraordinary, so she began to tout, "This step is extraordinary, I'm afraid that the palace is not as good as the palace." The identity of Miss Four's friend should be extraordinary. ”

This circle is like this, evaluating a person's status, looking at their background, dressing and making friends, as if they have a friend with great skills, and even their own worth has increased by leaps and bounds.

Zhao Xiuying didn't know if it was a weak heart or a side, and a trace of discomfort flashed on her face, "Naturally, yes, but she has always been low-key, and it is indeed inconvenient for me to say her name and surname." ”

She blocked the woman's next question, and changed the topic without a trace, talking about poetry and songs with the handsome sons who were bored on the side.

Gu Qingyi looked at it coldly, her expression became more and more light, and finally her cold face became ruthless, Zhang Xinya, who was looking left and right, noticed that she paused, and also followed her gaze, and immediately exclaimed, "The butterfly fluttering branches and golden steps are on Zhao Xiuying's sideburns." ”

Zhang Xinya's voice was already shrill, and it was easily heard by Zhao Xiuying, she hurriedly turned her head, and when she saw Gu Qingyi under the flower tree, the stacked smiles on her face suddenly froze, and a look of panic and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

However, it was only an instant, she quickly regained her elegant smile, and when she was guilty of the person next to her, she walked over lightly, showing a cheerful smile at Gu Qingyi, and her voice was crisp, "Sister Gu, you are here too." You're so good-looking today. ”

As she spoke, she was about to hold her hand, but Gu Qingyi avoided it without moving, brushed the dust that didn't exist at the cuffs, and said lightly, "It's not as bright as Sister Ying." ”

Zhao Xiuying's eyes blinked, and a layer of mist appeared in her pupils, she bit her lip and said hesitantly, "Sister is angry with me?" Why is that? ”

Gu Qingyi only felt that there was a sticky depression lingering in his heart, and the hand in his sleeve trembled slightly, "You really don't know?" ”

She still looked innocent, and with the grievance of being wronged and wrongly blamed, "What should I know? Sister, tell me clearly. ”

This look was really innocent, Gu Qingyi almost blamed her by mistake. I couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked slowly, "Let me ask you, where did you get this golden step of butterfly fluttering?" ”

What answered her was Zhao Xiuying's shocked and confused gaze.