The wing room in the Zhaowang Mansion——

"The high bed is so comfortable." Qinghe Dazi lay horizontally on the rosewood bed, rubbing the silky cloud thick quilt.

"Qiaoxiu, don't you want to be happy for me? Hahaha. ”

Recalling that day in the National Teacher's Mansion, Qiaoxiu's expression of dying, Qing He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In fact, for a god like Qinghe, who has slept on a stone for 10,000 years, it is fragrant wherever he sleeps.

But I lay alone and laughed for a long time, but I didn't see Qiaoxiu on the side react.

"Qiaoxiu?"

"Qiaoxiu??"

Qiaoxiu, who had been stunned for a long time, came back to her senses and found that Qinghe was looking at herself with her upper body propped up.

"Miss ....."

"What are you thinking, thinking of God?"

"Miss, do you remember the car that stopped at the gate of the palace just now?"

"Huh? The moire-patterned car? ”

"Yes."

"What's wrong?"

"That's the official's car."

"Well, you can see it, what's so strange about the official's visit to the palace?"

"No, the officials who travel in the court are driven by animal patterns, and the cloud patterns are usually driven by the women's dependents."

"Huh? So what? ”

"Miss, don't you know what day it is?"

"I don't know." This kind of thing is the least important thing for God, just like hair is for an ox.

"Today is the seventh day of the seventh month! Tanabata! ”

"Tanabata? Hey! I have heard in Lingguang that the begging festival in Jundu is the most lively, there will be a happy banquet at the gate of the palace, which extends from Zhongzheng Street to the white pond in the north of the city, and unmarried girls will put lamps there to worship, begging for marriage. Thinking of this, Qing He's eyes were shining.

"Yes......"

"Haha, it's so lively, it's not like it. Let's go! Take the prince with you! ”

"Miss, can you listen to me first.......

Qiaoxiu raised her eyes, but saw that Qinghe had already staggered to find the wind and the device!

———

The night was falling.

Qinghe is in a good mood today, as for why? It's self-explanatory.

Carrying a light green skirt in the garden, carrying poems and dancing: "The beauty smiles and turns her starry eyes, and the moonflower is shy." ”

Walking around, Qinghe, who stepped on a lot of flower bones along the way, thought that he was ashamed of the flowers.....

"Alas—alas—alas—"

Suddenly, his front foot was empty, and he stumbled.

I almost fell headlong into a lotus pond.

Kankan stood firm, sighed, fortunately not made a fool of himself.

Fu looked at the unclear reflection in the pool water that was blackened by the night, and began to babble nonsense: "I, why, then, good-looking!" ”

Qinghe thinks that if he wants to die one day, he will definitely be killed by his own beauty.

Come to the garden at this time, stinky and beautiful?

No, isn't she going to find a wind breaker? His study was just behind the north gate of the garden.

Qing He stepped out of the circular doorway on the north side, and saw the door of the study open from a distance, with lights on inside, and among them, there seemed to be a woman's figure.

Got a woman?

The strings in his head suddenly tightened, he lowered his body, looked for the best ambush spot in front of him, turned around and looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, he tiptoed to hide in.

Her hiding place is a rockery, not too close to the study, but it is more than enough for Qinghe, who has good eyes and ears.

Feng Buqi is sitting behind the big case, practicing calligraphy. There was a woman standing in front of the desk, who was working on ink for him.

The state of the two feels very familiar.

The maiden gave birth to ...... It's beautiful. There is a vermilion mole on the top of the eyebrows, the eyebrows of the head of the moth, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and the lips under the nose are delicate.

A long skirt with lotus pigment brocade, lining the white skin and snow, three thousand green silk tied into a flowing cloud bun, decorated with a blue peony tortoiseshell hairpin. Exposed neck like a grub.

The plain dress added a lot of freshness to her slightly gorgeous face.

If An Rou gave her the feeling of disgust, then what about the girl in front of her? It is an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Yes, this beautiful girl gave the extremely narcissistic goddess Qinghe a sense of crisis!

Not just because of her beauty, but also because of ...... She looked at the wind in her eyes...... Flowing with the girl's love and longing.

is also because of the direct and harmonious atmosphere between the two.

Ten fingers squeaked the rockery and dropped a lot of ash, and Qing He now only regarded this stone as a bad face.

If it weren't for his good looks, he wouldn't be a resentful woman! So, it's best to destroy it if you can't have it all to yourself!

At this time, the girl in the house spoke:

"This is a bone ...... You've been carrying it for so many years.

When I saw it, it reminded me of the days when we were children in Kunshan. At that time, I was the most playful, and one day I accidentally fell into an ice valley and almost died.

You searched for me all night, and finally found me in the ice valley with a faint breath, and when I saw you, I brought you this elephant bone sword, the temperature of your fingertips, dispelled the cold around you.

I know you're what I've been asking for all my life......"