"Let's go over there." Fei pointed to the passage outside the fan, where you could see the red plum blossoms blooming in the garden.

Hua Jin bowed his head, but after flying around, he pinched his waist hard.

Fei's steps paused slightly, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, and then continued to walk towards the mezzanine.

It wasn't until he withdrew his hand that Hua Jin realized what he had done.

She retracted her hand into her sleeve, and although she only saw Fei's back, she felt strongly that he was smiling...... He was making fun of her.

Hua Jin was about to be annoyed, but Fei had already stopped, he turned around and put his palm on the top of her head, as if assuring, "It won't be in the future." ”

His sleeve gown brushed her cheeks, tickling, making her heart flutter a little.

But what did he mean when he just said that he would not be in the future, that he would not interact with Xu Chen again, or that he would not be alone with girls again?

Hua Jin only felt that the palm of his hand was on the top of her head, bringing a trace of sweet warmth, lingering around her body, making her constantly want to extract this sweet and warm breath, making her forget all her emotions.

Until Fei withdrew his hand and took a step back and looked towards the end of the fan behind him.

Hua Jin followed Fei's gaze only before he could see a soap boot with a white background, and soon disappeared again.

Hua Jin frowned, turned to admire the red plums outside with Fei, and asked, "Have you painted recently?" ”

This question is a bit of a pun, does he ask her if she paints or if she still paints him?

However, she really hasn't painted anything lately, after rumors like his have spread in the capital.

"Nope." Hua Jin shook his head, but he couldn't say anything that he wanted to comfort him.

He ruined his reputation for her, and for her without leaving himself a way back, all the comfort and inconsequential.

The taste in his heart was mixed, but in the end, he only turned into a bright smile, he looked at Fei, "Whatever you want to see, I'll draw it for you." ”

He pointed to the painting in the fan at the end and quipped, "I won't draw the picture of the dawn, and the chick pecking the rice can be drawn, do you want it?" ”

"Yes." He resisted the urge to hold her hand, put his hands behind his back, and said serious nonsense, "It just so happens that there is no painting in the main hall of my general's mansion that can support the courtyard, so there is a lack of your picture of a chicken pecking rice." ”

Hua Jin raised his lips, "Then please be patient with the general." ”

Flying head, but suddenly a brocade bag appeared from the cuff.

He held the palm-sized brocade bag and held it up in front of Hua Jin's eyes.

"This is ......," Hua Jin looked at the delicate brocade bag he was holding with his slender fingers in surprise.

"For you." Raising his well-defined jaw demagogically, "Open it and take a look." ”

Hua Jin took the brocade bag, loosened the strap at the mouth of the bag, revealing a jade carved villain inside, combing a double bun, with Nanzhu inserted in the bun, his eyebrows were lifelike, and he raised his lips and smiled.

"This is my ......," Hua Jin muttered, rubbing the crystal clear jade carving with love.

"Of course it's you." Fei also raised his lips and smiled......

…………

Running out of the flower hall, Song Junming only felt that his feet were at a loss, and he didn't know where to go.

After running for a long time in a panic, he raised his eyes to find that this place was full of strangeness.

Yes, this is Huaiwangfu, a place that can't be stranger anymore.

Remembering where he was, the scene just now appeared in front of his eyes again without warning.

Song Junming reluctantly remembered that he had come to Huaiwangfu for a banquet today to reveal his heart to the girl he liked.

But what did he just see in the flower hall?

There seemed to be only one person in the eyes of the girl he liked, and that person was not him.

Song Junming raised his hand to look at the traces of his fingers being strangled red, which were left by rushing to tie a kite last night.

At this time, it was more like he had been burned with a soldering iron, which made him feel a hot pain from his index finger to his heart.

Now, the reddened ten fingers and him have become a shameful joke.

Song Junming showed a self-deprecating smile, clenching his ten fingers tightly, let him remember this pain firmly, and imprint this pain and shame in his heart.

"Lord Song......"

Hearing the girl's somewhat delicate shout, Song Junming suppressed the emotions tumbling in his heart and quickly returned to his usual expression.

In this Huaiwang Mansion, there are few people who can recognize him, and the people who can talk to him with this attitude can probably only be the errand maids in the mansion.

Song Junming raised his head and followed the sound, but saw a girl dressed in gorgeous clothes walking quickly towards him.

Because of the fast walking, the hood of the white fox light fur cloak on the girl's body was scraped off by the branches of the trees in the garden, but she didn't care at all, and the beads on her head swayed, emitting a dazzling light.

The girl smiled, showing her white teeth just right, and her eyes were crooked with a smile......

This is a beautiful girl who is a little flamboyant, and it is difficult for people to ignore her existence, but Song Junming doesn't remember where he saw her.

Song Junming clasped his fists and saluted, searching for his memory, but he really couldn't remember whether he denied this girl.

"Lord Song doesn't remember me......" The long silence still made the girl find the clue, showing a somewhat disappointed expression, because of this embarrassment, a blush appeared on her white jade-like face.

"Haha......"

Song Junming just wanted to bend down to apologize, but he heard a man's hearty laughter behind the girl, and the sound of wooden wheels pressing on the ground.

Song Junming raised his eyebrows, knowing in his heart.

The person who can walk freely in the garden of the Huaiwang Mansion must be the prince who suffers from leg disease.

The prince also came to Huaiwangfu for a banquet today?

I hadn't heard of it beforehand.

So the woman in the boudoir who can go in and out with the prince and dress so gorgeously must be Princess Shuyi Chu Yuxi, the only daughter of the emperor of the Great Chu State.

Song Junming's mind turned quickly, and the words on his lips followed quickly, and the gentleman stepped forward politely and said: "How can I not remember Princess Shuyi, Song Junming has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

The last time I entered the palace to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Princess Shuyi sat on the high platform, and the young colleagues around him secretly talked about this princess who had just reached the palace and was loved by thousands of people.

At that time, their mouths were full of coveting, but his mind was on Hua Jin beside Concubine Jing at that time, where did he look at this princess for half an eye.

Now it seems how ridiculous he is.

There is no grass at the end of the world, but he only loves that flower.

However, for the herb in front of him, Song Junming has not moved his mind.

A concubine of the second room of the Hou Mansion is so lofty in his world, let alone a princess.