His body was suddenly pulled hard by Emperor Joan of Arc and leaned over. Wen Qingwu quickly stabilized his body and followed Emperor Joan of Arc.

was held by Emperor Joan of Arc, and walked past Xiao Jin'er like this. Wen Qingwu glanced at Xiao Jin'er. If she was in the palace, the emperor would have disposed of her a long time ago.

It's just that there are many people outside, and Emperor Joan of Arc has always been an emperor who pays attention to fame. Especially when his courtiers were present, he was especially kind.

Su Jinli followed Wen Qingwu, and when he passed by Xiao Jin, he also turned his head to look at her.

The daughter of the Xiao family, I don't know what will happen in the future. If you don't deal with it today, Xiao Kai is not so easy to escape when he turns back. The Xiao family is a scholar family, but they are not important ministers who are the pillars of the court. These noble families who only have fictitious positions and no real power, the emperor has never been soft when he moves.

One boss will hurt his father.

Walking past Xiao Jin'er, she stood up. Looking at the figure of Emperor Joan of Arc pulling Wen Qingwu, he was still in a trance.

From this point of view, this person seems to be favored by the Son of Heaven. It's just that...... That's it?

That's it.

Xiao Jin'er was thinking in her heart, and someone next to her was looking at her. She immediately looked back, and saw a very good-looking young man looking at her with a heavy face.

Xiao Jin'er was stunned for a moment, and once again became in a trance.

Before he could react, the boy gave her a blank look, withdrew his gaze, and followed the others away.

Xiao Jin'er was stunned, and her eyes couldn't help but follow the young man.

Waiting for everyone to disappear, Xiao Jin'er still looked at the place where she disappeared at the end, in a daze.

"Lady, lady?" The maid next to her carefully pulled Xiao Jin'er.

Xiao Jin'er was still in a daze, and was pulled hard. That's when I came back to my senses.

As soon as she came back to her senses, Xiao Jin'er couldn't help but turn her head to look at the maid behind her and asked. "That, that, who is that young man?"

It is said that the best-looking man in Beijing is the third prince, and she has seen people at the wedding of the third prince today, and he is indeed very good-looking. But it's too old.

She didn't like it.

The young man just now looked five points similar to the third prince, and he was just the right age. Without the coldness and alienation of the three princes, there is no warmth on the three princes.

It's just that Fang just looked at her with disgust, which actually made her heart move!

"Which one did the lady ask?" The maid didn't know who Xiao Jin'er was asking. There were so many men who walked behind the emperor, how did she know which one the lady was asking.

"That's it, that's it...... The best-looking one! Xiao Jin'er thought for a while before she came up with an adjective.

The best-looking!

That's right, it's the best-looking teenager!

The best to look at that?

Looking at her maid with a blank face, Xiao Jin'er was anxious, "It's the best-looking one!" Are you blind, how can you not see?! ”

When the maid was scolded and trembled, she didn't know how to answer. The Wu Wangfu who was standing next to the guide maid opened her mouth, "The fifth lady asked His Royal Highness the King of Jin?" ”

"King Jin?" Xiao Jin'er was surprised and excited, "He is the prince!" ”

"But the young man in a grass-green satin robe with a golden jade hat pinned to his head?" The maid wasn't sure if what she was talking about was or not, and described it to Xiao Jin'er.

"Yes, yes, that's him!" Xiao Jin'er was very excited, listening to the girl's description, wasn't it the young man who had just glanced at herself! "He is His Royal Highness the King of Jin?"

"If the slave maid guessed correctly, what the fifth lady asked, it is His Royal Highness the King of Jin." The maid replied.

"His Royal Highness King Jin......" Xiao Jin'er muttered.

this

His Royal Highness the King of Jin in Xiao Jin'er's mouth was following behind Emperor Joan of Arc, he hung his head and didn't look at others.

Just hang your head.

Hanging his head, the place where his eyes can see will be the position where Emperor Zhende is holding Wen Qingwu's hand.

In Li Ke's cherry orchard, in addition to the cherries in the garden, there are several extremely rare varieties, which are unique varieties cultivated by several elderly and senior employees in Shannan, and the cherries that grow are bigger, redder and sweeter than the ones next to them.

I heard that Li Ke found it for Princess Wu, and the place where she planted it was not an ordinary location, but on a small lake in the depths of this courtyard. This small lake is not too big, and there is a lonely garden in the middle.

From the shore, a nine-song corridor reached the lonely garden. Next to the orphan garden are planted those superb cherry trees.

Wen Qingwu was led by Emperor Zhende, half a step behind, and went up to the Jiuqu corridor together.

Su Jinli was picking cherries by herself, but now that she has met Wen Qingwu, it seems that Wen Qingwu is the only one in the entire Beijing who can talk to her.

In fact, she didn't speak, she stayed with Wen Qingwu, if it wasn't for one of them to ask about things, maybe the two of them could stay silent for a day. The main reason is that she feels very comfortable with Wen Qingwu.

Anyway, on the day of Li Ke's wedding, the whole courtyard is noisy everywhere, so it is better to be with Wen Qingwu.

Su Jinli was picking cherries just now, and he was still carrying half a basket of cherries on his arm. Following behind, slowly sinful, from time to time he pinched one in his hand and rubbed it and fed it into his mouth. His gaze swept over the small lake.

The lake is covered with sparkling water on one side and lotus flowers on the other. In this season, the lotus flowers are bursting with bones, and clumps of green leaves are spread out on the surface of the lake like fans.

On such a day in late spring and early summer, this cluster of green is beautiful.

After passing through the corridor of nine songs, Emperor Joan of Arc walked ahead, and as soon as he went up, he came to the courtyard planted with cherry trees, led by the slaves and maids on the side. The trees were much lower than the cherry trees that filled the garden, and their leaves looked fatter. The cherries did look bigger and more original than the ones before. The larger fruit is the size of a full-grown thumbnail.

It's just that now the cherries of that tree will be red but not red, and they will only be ripe for seven or eight minutes.

"These are the best cherries you were talking about?" Emperor Joan of Arc took Wen Qingwu's hand and rubbed his fingertips gently. Looking at the cherry trees full of trees, he turned his head to look at Li Tai and asked.

Li Tai looked at the cherry trees full of trees, as if he didn't understand why they weren't ripe at this time. turned his head to look at Li Zhi, who had never spoken.

"Ninth brother, didn't you say that this cherry bloomed just right, why is this not ripe?" He asked, a little strange.

It was right to tell Emperor Zhende that the cherry here was Li Tai, but he listened to Li Zhi. As for what's going on, naturally no one cares.

Li Zhi was thinking about other things, and his heart was full of restlessness. Hearing Li Tai's words at this time, he didn't react at first, and after a while, he remembered that he had indeed mentioned the third brother's superb cherries to him last time.