Xue'er excitedly walked to the opposite side, there were a lot of people, everyone was crowded, and there was a lot of discussion, Xue'er looked up, and saw a plaque that read: Fireworks Building. The corners of Xue'er's mouth twitched, and she didn't have to think that she had come to the Qinglou.

Xue'er wondered, "What is this doing?" Zixuan said unhurriedly: "This is the Oiran of the Fireworks Building-the girl who is going to throw a hydrangea to choose a princess!" Xue'er was stunned and said secretly, "Emma?!" The woman in the Qinglou chooses a husband?! No, who wants it! No one, right? ”

Zixuan also knew what Xue'er was thinking, and with a "snap" jade fan covered half of her face, revealing only her charming peach-like eyes. opened his mouth and said lightly: "You don't have to think about it, not every Qinglou woman can throw hydrangea to choose a princess, only a virgin woman has this right."

Xue'er nodded suddenly and muttered, "So that's the case!" At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums is getting louder and louder. The people present were even more excited, because the girl was coming out.

I saw that the blue veil on the fireworks floor began to rise slowly, and the men present all stretched their necks to witness the face of the girl who fell on the smoke. She has a delicate appearance and a white complexion, not to mention that there are few such beauties in the north, even in the south of the Yangtze River. She was wearing a green brocade leather jacket, the color was very bright, but under the light of her countenance, no matter how brilliant the brocade was, it was already colorless, and I saw that she had a melon seed face, and her eyebrows were slender, and she could compare with Xue'er.

There was cheering downstairs, and Xue'er asked, "Hey, Mo Zixuan, why don't you participate in the hydrangea grabbing?" It's strange, such a beautiful person, as long as it's a man, he can't help but want to hug her, this iceberg man is no problem, right?

No matter how loud the sound of gongs and drums is, Zixuan can still hear it, this Xiao Xue'er is probably the first person in his life who dares to call him by name. Zixuan said coldly: "I'm not interested in this kind of woman." Because the voice was too loud, Cher only heard "The woman is not interested." "She's stupid, isn't she? He, he, he, shouldn't he...... It's a waste of a good skin, hey~

The girl looked upstairs for a while, and then saw Zixuan downstairs, even if she covered her face and looked at the charming eyes of the peach blossoms, she knew that this man was very beautiful. Thinking about it, two blushes appeared on his fair face. The hydrangea was thrown towards Zixuan. The hydrangea was thrown down, and the people downstairs grabbed it one by one, and the appearance of never giving up if they didn't grab it made Xue'er feel funny, hey, people~ This girl, I don't know what to sigh again!

When the hydrangea was about to approach Zixuan, the fan in Zixuan's hand "swooped" and closed, and when he put his hand down, he "accidentally" bounced the hydrangea away. Leaving there without giving face, Cher didn't feel anything strange when she saw this, she only felt that the conjecture in her heart was getting more and more accurate. The two left, leaving behind a group of people who grabbed hydrangeas, and the smoke girl on the fireworks floor was quite unconvinced, but when she saw that person was the eighth prince, she didn't dare to say anything.

The two didn't say anything on the road, just walked like this, and one followed behind like a little daughter-in-law. Back at the palace, Xue'er raised her head and looked at Zixuan with a curious expression, her apricot blossom-like eyes staring at Zixuan, wanting to find out. Zixuan also knew what she was thinking, and said: "This king just ......" said that this king is not interested in that kind of woman.

Before the words were spoken, I saw Xue'er looking at Zixuan with a regretful look and patting him on the shoulder, because Zixuan was half a head taller than Xue'er, so Xue'er had to tiptoe and sighed: "Hey~ Broken sleeves? I know! Since there is someone you like, you have the courage to chase it, what about broken sleeves? Afraid of being despised? Think about it! After saying that, Xue'er returned to Rouxue Pavilion alone, and before leaving, she looked at Zixuan and sighed, and even more excessively, she sighed as she walked.