Chapter 308: Gift of hairpins

Mo Qing would not rashly expose her secrets, on the contrary, he would be more cautious.

Within Zhongzhou, various large and small struggles are continuous, the small ones affect several forces, and the large ones turbulent most of the Zhongzhou.

In Zhongzhou, perhaps a person with an extremely ordinary appearance and an extremely weak spiritual power surge is likely to be a hidden master, and if he accidentally offends, it will bring extremely serious consequences to himself.

Now that Mo Qing knows that she is from Zhongzhou, she will not make some decisions too hastily.

In the current situation, Mo Qing will at most send someone to check on himself, to find out who he is studying with, where he comes from, and what kind of status he has.

Moreover, even if Mo Qing really told her secret, she would not be afraid, with her status and cultivation, there was no need to be so careful.

As for the condolences expressed by the Qixue tea for the reunion of old friends after a long absence, Su Yunran had been thinking about it for a long time, and he didn't understand it until now, so he simply didn't continue to think about it.

Anyway, after a while, she will have to go back, and when she returns to Zhongzhou, she will check again, and there is no need to worry now.

Whether it's friend or foe is not so important right now.

At least, for now, Mo Qing will not do anything unfavorable to himself, and as for the future, he will wait and see how it will get better.

Thinking of this, at this time, his head was suddenly patted lightly, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Xiao Ran." ”

Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled, he blinked his eyes, gathered all the thoughts in his eyes, raised his head slightly, smiled lightly, and responded with a smile: "Fourth sister? ”

Su Yunhua smiled, turned sideways slightly, blocked the flow of people coming and going for Su Yunran, pointed to the seat on the side with his slender fingers, and said softly, "Let's go and sit down first." ”

Su Yunran nodded, obediently responded "yes", and followed Su Yunhua to the side and sat down.

There were already many people who had already sat down, Su Yunran's delicate face had a shallow smile on it, he bowed his head to everyone one by one, calmly greeted everyone and said a few words, his slender and white fingers gently brushed his wide clothes, sat down, his calm eyes swept over the people in the hall, his thin pale lips raised a shallow arc, and he couldn't see his emotions.

Feeling the profound gaze of everyone looking at him, Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, still smiling lightly, and his clear eyes were full of clear light, rippling with clear waves.

Slender fingers brushed over the delicate embroidery on the cuffs, Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his gaze fell back on the tea cup on the table.

The tea cup made of jasper exudes a faint halo, with luxurious and delicate patterns on it, faintly, it seems that there is a gentle spiritual power lingering on it, revealing a bit of majestic momentum, with the atmosphere in this hall, showing the unique majesty of the royal family.

There were already a lot of people in the hall, all of them young ladies and sons from various families, some of them gathered together, talking about something in a whisper, laughing happily from time to time, and some of them were sitting upright on their seats, as if they were thinking about something.

In this case, you can see the state of mind of some people.

Who came to the position of Princess Sheng, who came to see the play, who came to go through the motions, and who came to inquire about intelligence.

A palace banquet seems ordinary, but it implies turbulent waves, all kinds of thoughts, intertwined, as if the combination of the front rotates, forming a tight net, enveloping everyone here, no one is left behind.

Thinking like this, his head was suddenly knocked lightly, Su Yun suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, and saw Nan Shiyan standing in front of him, he was looking at himself with a smile, his warm eyes seemed to contain a pool of warm water, with an obvious temperature.

"Senior brother?"

Su Yunran tilted his head, looked at his gentle face, couldn't help but raise his lips, and smiled lightly, "You're here?" ”

"yes."

Nan Shiyan nodded, looked around, bowed slightly at Su Yunshu not far away, and returned his gaze to Su Yunran's delicate face.

"It seems that there are a lot of people here today."

"That's right."

Su Yunran casually played with the water jade on his waist, his eyebrows trembling slightly, "This palace banquet involves a lot of families, presumably, it will be very interesting." ”

Nan Shiyan frowned slightly, nodded thoughtfully, and said "um", a pair of warm eyes looked at Su Yunran carefully, and there was a gentle air between his eyebrows and eyes, with an undisguised sense of concern, frank and open.

Looking at Nan Shiyan like this, Su Yunran couldn't help but pick her gentle thin eyebrows, and doubts appeared in her clear eyes.

As if sensing Su Yunran's doubts, Nan Shiyan raised his lips, smiled warmly, brushed his sleeves over the table, came to Su Yunran's side, lifted his robe, and squatted down beside her.

The big hand with distinct bones stretched out, Nan Shiyan smiled warmly, and the clear eyes seemed to be the brightest stars, flashing with bright light, falling from the night sky, and just like that, he fell into Su Yunran's clear eyes.

Feeling the warm breath exhaled by Nan Shiyan, Su Yunran pursed his thin pale lips, moved his body back slightly, and called softly, "Senior brother?" ”

Nan Shiyan raised his lips, stopped in front of Su Yunran with his big palm, and slowly unfolded.

The gentle spiritual power flowed, faintly containing a temperature that could not be ignored and swept over Su Yunran's cheeks, bringing a pleasant feeling.

In the palm of Nan Shiyan, there is a white hosta lying quietly, the clear white jade is glowing with a cold snow color, but it is with a soft outline, as if it has been plated with a layer of light streamer, many small patterns from the tail of the hosta spiraling upward, blooming a delicate and delicate flower at the top, the petals seem to be embellished with crystal dew, delicate and delicate with a noble and elegant taste.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in the hosta, Su Yun's clear eyes blinked, tilted his head, and said softly: "This is Han Yan Jade?" ”

"That's right."

Nan Shiyan smiled gently, then leaned over slightly, held Su Yunran's head with one hand, and slowly inserted the hosta into her cloud-like green silk with the other.

Su Yunran has never combed the green silk into any too complicated hairstyle, but today she entered the palace and participated in a palace banquet, which can be regarded as representing the Su family.

Such a simple outfit, coupled with the white hosta brought by Nan Shiyan, has a little more cold taste, and it looks more elegant and noble, with Su Yunran's already delicate face, it has a little more sense of independence from the world, which makes people dare not offend at will.

Nan Shiyan smiled slightly, her slender fingers straightened the hair on the side of Su Yun's face, and her big palm stayed on her bun, her voice was gentle, with obvious temperature.