The gale swept through the cold, blowing all over the imperial capital.

The annual princess council was brought up again.

The people are betting one after another, guessing whether the third princess Xiao Qinghe can successfully marry this year.

Someone made another suggestion to the emperor, and the two princesses simply discussed marriage together, and the emperor thought about it and felt reasonable.

So the sixth princess Xiao Suoxi and the third princess climbed to the high platform on that calm day.

It's going to be the rhythm of the ring.

The seventeenth princess wore a newly-cut moon-white skirt and jumped up and down to find the third princess, the third princess sat dignified, with small heads and narrow shoes, and her eyebrows were slender and slender, which had a delicate and light elegance.

The sixth princess silently hooked the corners of her mouth, looking at the seventeenth princess who kept coquettishly to the third princess, her elegant and beautiful face, even the frowning and sad face was quiet and bright, and the sixth princess always seemed to have a touch of sunshine chasing persistently, warm and shining.

"Sister Huang, do you really want to fight in the ring, do you want to marry that person if you win?" The seventeenth princess asked innocently.

"If you don't like it, how difficult it will be to get along in the future, if you like it, let him win, let him win." The third princess raised her head slightly, and when she said this, she was inexplicably relieved.

When the sixth princess heard this, she glanced at Xiao Qinghe in some surprise, and then slowly hooked the corners of her mouth, noncommittal.

And on the other end of the water and heaven palace.

Xiao Qingjue was bored all day long gnawing melon seeds, plucking his ears, occasionally leaving an ear, listening to Qiqi chattering in his ear non-stop. If it is really boring, it viciously roasts the group of pigeons sent by others in the yard and eats it, in this winter day when people are eager to wrap up their own clothes, they can still make a fire and keep warm, it is really a double win.

As for where is the gentleman.

Haha, Mr. was also arrested and beaten.

The emperor's love for the third princess has reached an outrageous point.

Let's take the holy decree as an example, the third princess chooses a concubine is like the emperor's harem draft, the emperor personally issued an edict, and all men of school age can participate.

It doesn't even require the princess to be like, as long as the princess likes it.

Another cold wind blew, Xiao Qingjue didn't even want to go out of the door, but he heard the news from the limelight outside, and the ring was lively.

"Qiqi, this year, my father has made a lot of money, do you think the imperial sister can get married?" Xiao Qingjue drew circles in place, and the ink dried and cracked in the winter wind.

Qiqi couldn't help but rub his hands and shake his head like a rattle.

"Did you hear any interesting news from Mr.?" Xiao Qingyu suddenly became interested in this topic, and his eyes were glowing with evil taste.

"I heard that Mr. was out in the first half." Qiqi squinted his eyes and smiled sheepishly.

"Ha, Mr. deliberately released the water, do you say I want to enforce the law impartially, and once I do justice, I will expose the conspiracy of this group of shameless people to my father." Xiao Qingyu was eager to try.

"Little master, don't make a mess, there are a lot of sons and brothers who got sick overnight, why did you say that you were sick in those days. Outnumbered, what about the people you manage when you release the water? Qiqi persuaded.

Xiao Qingjue's face sank, "Oh no, I have to get my pressed note back quickly, the imperial sister will definitely not be able to marry this year." ”

Qiqi hurriedly grabbed Xiao Qingjue, who put down the white brush and wanted to leave, and those wise sayings of life crackled out of that mouth as if spitting beans, and Xianhui had to calm Xiao Qingjue down.

The first ring is down, and three days have passed. The emperor was sympathetic to the people's feelings, and specially held a banquet in the palace, inviting heroes from all over the world to participate.

Xiao Qingjue was originally reluctant to go to this kind of blind thing, but as soon as he heard that Lu Zirong would also be there, Xiao Qingjue suddenly chuckled, tied up his hair, and went to join in the fun with a smile.

The first one was Cui Shaojin, the son-in-law of the Cui family, so Cui Shaojin was treated exceptionally at the banquet.

As soon as Xiao Qingyu stepped into the imperial garden with black lights and lanterns to create an atmosphere, the new little attendant quietly ran to tell Xiao Qingyu in a panic that he had hit the cedar.

"With whom?" Xiao Qingyu asked blankly.

"Okay, a lot of people......" Jingjing's tongue seemed to be knotted, and she said slowly.

It is said that the sun is excellent in the morning, the sky is blue, Xiao Qingyu went to the imperial capital to visit twice, and met a ready-to-wear store that sells very hot, so he happily went, the people in the store have a very good service attitude, so Xiao Qingyu bought the treasure of their town store.

And then I'm going to put it on today.

Xiao Qingyu lowered his head, hurried back to his own palace, changed his clothes again, and his gloomy face secretly said that he had been pitted.

And firmly believe that all coincidences in the world are somewhat mixed with conspiracies.

Sure enough, when Xiao Qingyu returned to the Imperial Garden, there were suddenly many fewer young talents in the Imperial Garden.

After a few glasses of cold wine, the emperor came.

The petty official of the Ministry of Rites, who serves with the Holy Driver.

A group of eunuchs and concubines followed.

After a visit, the emperor smiled with a kind face, and simply started the second ring.

There was a thunderclap on the ground.

The smiles on the faces of many nobles in gorgeous clothes froze instantly, and then in the emperor's glances one by one, they reluctantly evoked a smile again.

This is the rhythm of rushing ducks to the shelves.

Xiao Qingjue secretly glanced at the third princess sitting dignified on the stage, and couldn't help but get closer to figure out her color.

The eyes of the third princess must be very exciting.

In a trance, Xiao Qingjue drank a few more glasses of wine, and his eyes looked around for Lu Zirong's traces.

Xiao Qingjue staggered a few steps, and saw a drunken young man with his back to the light, so Xiao Qingjue stepped forward and patted the young man's shoulder kindly, greeting him like an old friend. "Do you feel anything?"

The young man lowered his head and looked at the sparkling wine in front of him. "You're proud?"

Xiao Qingjue's expression was indifferent, "Brother, I sympathize with you." ”

The young man's eyes stared directly at Xiao Qingyu, his eyes were deep, and he sighed helplessly after half a sound. "She has a bad temper, I hope you can tolerate her a little more in the future."

Xiao Qingyu turned his head slightly, and for the first time seriously looked at the legendary romantic Lu Zirong.

Half-ringing, shaking his head and smiling.

At this time, the emperor was praising the last champion, and Xiao Qingyu stood back slowly.

After a while, the sound of clanging came, and the talent performance on the stage had already begun.

Xiao Qingjue pricked up his ears, looked at the crowd that suddenly calmed down in the lively sound, and heard a melodious sound of the piano.

So Xiao Qingjue turned his head suspiciously and asked Qiqi, "There is a talented and gorgeous pianist in the palace, how can anyone dare to get an axe in the palace?" ”

"Master, you don't know anything. This is no one else, but the prestige of the seventh son of the Wen family, legend has it that he is highly skilled and can compare with the people in the palace! Qiqi lit up a pair of starry eyes and whispered.

"No wonder they quieted down so quickly." Xiao Qingjue rolled his eyes, and he couldn't hear what he meant, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be deep.

"Whose idea?"

After a song, it was full of uproar.

That sentence was drowned in applause like thunder, the sleeves of the Wen family's seventh prince robe brought a breeze, Shi Shiran walked down from the stage, and the stars held the moon.

"Whose idea?" The voice sounded out of time again.

Everyone looked back at the source of the sound.

Eyebrows jumped high.

The eyes of the seventh prince of the Wen family looking at the third princess were so gentle that they couldn't speak, and no one answered this sentence for the third princess.

The third princess seems to have drunk a lot of wine, her cheeks are red, and she has a shameful attitude of closing the moon, which is pitiful.

But at this time, the third princess's head only felt that it exploded with a bang, and a group of ghosts were shaking in front of her, and she stood up with red eyes, and looked at the seventh prince of the Wen family with great disgust, and her voice was as cold as a cold pool in winter. "You're not as good as him!"

The audience was silent.

Seeing this, the emperor hurriedly played a round. The concubines in the palace also giggled and livened up the scene.

I don't know how long it took, the seventh prince of the Wen family raised his smile again, and then turned around and left with his piano in his arms casually.

Leave a crowd of eyes to follow.

The son-in-law of the Cui family held the wine glass tightly, and a smile of interest poured out.

Xiao Qingjue had a tacit smile between his eyebrows, there was really a lot of article here.