Chapter 339: Shangsi Festival

is also the prince of the clan, although he does not have much real power, his status is also there.

Although Si Mu's status is not as high as Li Kegao, his real power is even greater than his. Hearing Li Ke's reprimand, he was not afraid, threw the flower branch in his hand down the mountain, and held it with both hands and struck at Li Ke, "It's rude to the lower official, and the prince forgives you." ”

His voice was so low that it was barely audible outside the clearing.

Li Ke once again suppressed the anger in his heart, then straightened up and looked at Si Mu with a heavy gaze.

Wen Qingwu was on the side, and Mi Li's covered eyes saw everything in his eyes. She knew very well in her heart that this matter was none of her business, and she didn't have to worry about it at all. But when Li Ke looked at Si Mu so heavily, she had some heart palpitations.

Although Li Ke is just an idle prince now, in his previous life, it was this idle prince who boarded the dragon chair and became the son of heaven. Si Mu offended him like this, he didn't know, but he probably knew what was going on.

If Si Mu is really offended, when Li Ke ascends to the Ninth Five-Year Honor, it will be Si Mu who will really suffer.

Li Ke didn't answer Si Mu's words again, nor did he let him get up, and after a while, he recovered his expression, inserted the folding fan in his hand into his waist, and raised his hand to comb his hair, as if unintentionally, "Didn't General Si follow his son, and what did he do when he ran back?" Could it be that what is more important than my father's orders? ”

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and the movements in his hands paused, and he turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu. The 35xs was quick to retract its gaze.

"Back to the prince, Princess Jinyang has settled down, and there are also princesses and princesses of Gaoyang here, so they can't rest assured, so they came over." Si Mu glanced back.

Li Ke said: "Just have me here." ”

"Protecting the prince is also one of the duties of the lower officials." Si Muton didn't pause and continued.

Li Ke choked, and then looked at Si Mu thoughtfully.

This glance made Wen Qingwu vigilant, and he directly stepped forward to take Li Ke's hand and walked towards the peach blossom forest. Compared to the people coming and going on the mountain road, the forest is much quieter.

"What are you doing?" Li Ke was puzzled, and his hair was still scattered.

Si Mu watched Wen Qingwu take Li Ke's hand so naturally, took a deep breath and buried his head, his eyes were deep but silent.

Crossing the stream, Wen Qingwu turned his head and asked Li Ke, "Will you curl your hair?" ”

Hair can't, but "I can get a rough idea." It's better than the current one. Li Ke said, thinking of Si Mu's rudeness, where could he be pulled like this like this.

He didn't even bring a maid when he went out, so he brought two or three small servants headed by Chunsheng.

Wen Qingwu didn't say much, and dragged Li Ke into the peach blossom forest all the way, until he couldn't see the mountain road, and there were few people around, except for the occasional young man and girl who walked out of the forest hand in hand.

There are also people who are bathing by the stream, or lying under the peach blossom tree, and Wen Qingwu's group of people here are inconspicuous.

There were one or two tree stumps scattered under the peach blossom tree, and Wen Qingwu pulled Li Ke to sit on one of the tree stumps.

"I'll be a wreath." Wen Qingwu said, pressing Li Ke on the stump.

She doesn't know how to twist women's hair, but she can easily get men's hairstyles. In my previous life, there was no girl around, and it was an era of war and turmoil in the country, and many times I couldn't enjoy life, and even the daily hair was urgent.

Over time, it will be.

"You can curl your hair," Li Ke was surprised, "It's not your daughter's hair, it's a man's bun." He had a reminder.

Wen Qingwu didn't respond, but went straight to his hands, scattered Li Ke's hair, and then stroked it seriously.

"It's only when you marry a woman that you can be a man, but you can be young too. It's rare. Li Ke let Wen Qingwu curl his hair, he was in a good mood, and Fang Cai's displeasure dissipated because of Wen Qingwu's initiative.

After a while, Wen Qingwu withdrew his hand, the neat green silk was on the top of his head, and the jade flute was clear and clear. Li Ke walked up and ran to Xiao Tan in still water to take a look at himself, then nodded with considerable satisfaction, and looked back at Wen Qingwu, "You are better than the girl in the morning." After speaking, he turned around and added in an extremely low voice, "If only you could give me a silk every day in the future." ”

Wen Qingwu's face was flushed when she was covered by Mi Li, and for some reason, she habitually turned her head to look at Si Mu behind her.

This look startled Wen Qingwu, only to see that Si Mu's entire face was black, and his eyes were fixed on Li Ke who was looking at the waterhole, and he actually brought hatred!

is different from the usual indifference with a straight face, it is real hatred.

Wen Qingwu was frightened, and took a step to the side to block Si Mu's gaze, Si Mu withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Qingwu, and the haze under the power separation made people unreal. But even if it wasn't real, that moment was enough to make Si Mu's depression suddenly turn into spring water.

After the hatred disappeared in an instant, it was replaced by grievances and inferiority.

Wen Qingwu looked extremely uncomfortable, and her heart seemed to be blocked. She had never seen anyone change their face so quickly.

Wen Qingwu opened Mi Li, glanced at Si Mu, and opened his mouth to say something. After all, he didn't say anything, and put down the power again.

But even if he didn't say anything, Si Mu's mood improved. Just such a simple glance, it seems to want to comfort, or to explain? Si Mu didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand either. At least according to his ideas, it would make people feel a lot better.

Li Ke in front of him had already finished taking pictures of the waterhole, and he naturally wanted to take Wen Qingwu's hand and walk forward, but Wen Qingwu avoided him, "Lord Wang, focus on yourself." She said, her voice not very serious, but it made the listener angry that he was rejected.

Li Ke withdrew his hand, took out a folding fan from his waist and gave it a dashing hand, "You used to tell me that I was extremely attentive, but now," he said and laughed.

Now he just felt that he was too self-respecting, otherwise he wouldn't dare to go to the night he had promised.

After saying that, Li Ke turned his head, holding a folding fan in one hand and behind him with the other, and walked towards the peach blossom mountain without much entanglement.

Gao Yang took the little waiter Wanqing and lotus leaves to run around the peach blossom forest, folded the peach blossom in one hand, and carried the red peony flower on his head, and ran out from behind the peach blossom tree happily.

Liu Ye followed behind a group of people and chased after him with a smile, holding a peach blossom in his hand, and he also followed another one on his head. Liu Ye is one year younger than Gao Yang, but his body bones look similar.

Gao Yang's casual maid lotus leaf is wearing a yarn spring skirt on the right side, not a skirt, but a simple gauze skirt. Such a dress was worn by slaves and maids when they went out, so that they could serve their masters and at the same time have a decent posture. But you can't run around. After all, slaves and maids are not qualified to be in a hurry.