The maid mentioned the osmanthus flower like smoke, and she remembered a past event.

In the spring of the previous year, Mengyu and his mother and brother Menglong went to the capital to pay New Year's greetings to the Marquis of Zong, and his wife's relatives and friends met in the Mansion of the Marquis of Zong.

Dream Dragon, Dream Whisper naturally play with relatives and friends' boys and girls.

In the afternoon of that day, I was playing in the mansion of the Marquis of Citrus, and a maid came to report: "Osmanthus is here." ”

After a while, Osmanthus came in, and just after saying hello to Menglong and Mengyu, Fan Yuntong came over, he was unclear, his tone was strange, and he looked directly at Osmanthus and said, "Who invited you here?"

The Menglong brothers and sisters were stunned for a moment.

E Guihua smiled awkwardly: "I'll come to see Mengyu." ”

Before the words of Osmanthus Hua came out, Fan Yuntong didn't say anything, didn't let go of the fart, turned around and left the Hou Hou Mansion, and didn't say hello to Zhu Menglong.

Seeing this, E Guihua said a few words to Mengyu, and said: "I still have something, I just want to see you, and if I do, I have to leave." After speaking, he also turned around and left the Hou Mansion.

Seeing that the tears in E Guihua's eyes were about to drip down, Gu Mengyu had a feeling of pride in her heart at that time, and felt an inexplicable pleasure for Fan Yuntong's attitude towards her.

——At this time, when Yu Mengyu thought of this, he could still clearly remember Fan Yuntong's dashing action of turning away (at least he thought so at the time) and E Guihua's lost expression, and suddenly felt how cruel he was at that time.

At the same time, I feel my own narrowness. Ever since he had thoughts about Fan Yuntong, he regarded Osmanthus as a potential or even obvious enemy, but Osmanthus could take the initiative to see herself, I don't know what Osmanthus who was only a few years older than herself thought at that time?

Yu Mengyu suddenly realized: In the back of Fan Yuntong's dashing departure at that time, there was a huge contradiction, or a huge pain.

Yu Mengyu took a deep breath and left his whole body in water.

After a long breath, Mengyu's head appeared above the water, shook the water on his head, inhaled a wisp of water vapor full of floral fragrance into his lungs, and continued to be in a daze.

When she was thinking about it, she was bathing her with a smile and said, "What do you want?"

"I'm thinking: A cold-blooded and ruthless person, but he seems to be concentrating on cultivating himself! Annoy me again, and burn that Lin Yunguan with a fire!"

Ruyan said: "I have a way to let him immediately retract what he said!"

"What's the method?"

Ruyan said with a smile: "Just let Du Mao Dog and others tie that person here." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Seeing the scene in this pool, even if it is a 10,000-year-old dry firewood, it will come alive. ”

Meng Yu picked up a handful of petals and sprinkled them on Ruyan's face.

At this time, the maid Poria had returned, and the two stopped talking.

She came out of the bath, looking at her face crimson, smooth and clean, without a trace of flaws.

Even a woman, when she saw such a wonderful and seductive celestial object, she was a little stunned.

Suddenly, Ruyan thought of his incident in Baimaba Tianqi Tea House, and sighed secretly: "Is it true that you have a thin life?" and persuaded: "Today, up and down, everyone comes to worship the god of flowers, don't let people see sadness." ”

The two maids changed new clothes for the beauty who came out of the bath, hung up the sachet, and sent them out of the bathroom, and someone had already welcomed them away.

Seventeen girls are all out of the bath, fresh and delicate, incomparable. Just as: the hot spring water is slippery and creamy, and the waiter is helpless.

The sun is rising, the sky is clear, and the white clouds are blooming. From time to time, there is a cool breeze blowing, and the sea is higher, in this hot day, the grassland of Hu'an Mountain is not stuffy.

A sea of people.

People wear all kinds of fresh clothes. Women wear a variety of different flowers on their heads and bodies, and men also wear flowers. On some of the trees that they considered important and noble, there were also red strips of danbu.

The image, indescribable, and the intense festive atmosphere completely obscured the effects of the drought.

In the middle of the grassland, a newly built wooden platform is today's flower worship platform.

The six sons of Ba Guo, Ba Ping'an, Yu Hou, Zhu Bo, and Gonggongzi stood in the front row in front of the stage; followed by the distinguished guests from Jiangzhou and Fangdu, and the important figures of the three major tribes of Hu'an Mountain; followed by Mrs. Zhu and all the female guests; followed by the leaders of the sub-tribes of Hu'an Mountain, and then the people from all over the place, which have been in place in order and stood in front of the flower sacrifice platform, including all the warriors and the common people, no less than 1,000 people, not one by one.

When the auspicious time arrives, a gong is sounded, and the ceremony begins.

First of all, a team of thirty-six Hu'an Palace Huben warriors came to the stage to dance the martial arts, and Mu Mangzi, Lan Hui, Tho Manzi and others were as excited as if they had entered the cave room.

This made Du Qunfang angry in the position of the guard in the audience, because he had never been on the battlefield and had no military exploits, so he could not enjoy this treatment.

He knew that at this time, there were countless pairs of girls' eyes staring at the elites of the warriors of the Hu'an Mountain Great Tribe who were dancing!

The majestic martial posture of the tigers coincided with the resounding pigskin drums in the sky, and the sky shook the earth.

Subsequently, the master of the Zong clan, Zhu Rui, came to the stage to burn incense and read out the sacred text of sacrificing flowers, only to hear him chant loudly in the solemn and mysterious language unique to wizards:

"On the occasion of Vitixia, there are people who have the will of Ba to beg for Yu Tai and sacrifice to Wen ......"

There was silence in the prairie, and even the birds knew they shouldn't fly around at this time.

After the sacrificial text was finished, it was another ringing.

Sixteen young girls, dressed in new clothes, wearing different garlands on their heads, wearing red silk mopping clothes, holding blue flowers with different petals, slowly ascended the flower platform, lined up in a semi-garden shape.

Sanmiao Zhai Pan Ruilian, Zheng's Zhai Zheng Pear Flower (such as rain), Tu's Zhai Pi Ming Flower (such as clouds), Tho's Zhai Apricot Flower (Ruyi) and so on, and it is impossible to tell which one it is for a while.

When everyone was full of praise for the amazing and colorful colors of the sixteen flower girls, another bell rang for a long time.

A girl dressed in white wears a wreath of sixteen petals on her head and holds a blue flower with sixteen petals in her hand, and slowly walks onto the flower platform - it is the protagonist who appears.

At this moment, on the grassland, no matter the animals and plants, everyone is overwhelmed. Even the dry grass seemed to come to life. This beauty is evidenced by a poem written by Baden's disciples:

Fang left the heavenly pool and burst out of the clouds.

In the distance, the shadow of the sun is obscure, and as it approaches, the birds take shelter from the wind.

The body of the morning glow is tight, and the overflow of the streamer is seen;

Gu Pan God flies, silver fox echoes, Tingting stands on his back, the holy hand splashes ink, the lips are lightly opened, and the ghost is spitting.

The towering of the jade mountain, embracing the snow into a peak; the twisting of the waist, the white snake out of the water.

If the grass is in the plain, and singing and dancing, lingering in the flat lake, if the swallow is like a butterfly.

Mu Pi's good quality, Lan Xinhui's quality, envy of his bearing, chic and relaxed, Audemars Piguet's face, jade and red.

If its state is like a flying goose, if its dance is like it, the skirt is born in the clouds, if its song is like it, the warbler is jealous, if it is drunk, if it is shy, if it is shy, if it is fragrant?

should be ashamed of all the gingers, and I am ashamed of the two Yue.

Strange, where was he born, where did he come from?

The vast majority of people have never seen the first beauty of Pakistan, only heard of her name, and when they see it today, they are all shocked.

The girls in red surrounded the girls in white, dancing like fairies in the Yao Pond of the Queen Mother of the West.

After the dance, the fragrant sweat came out slightly.

The maidens worship the west where the Queen Mother of the West Yao Chi is located, and they believe that the god of flowers lives in Yao Chi.

Then, the girl in white walked up the nine wooden steps, climbed to a garden-shaped pillar wrapped in flowers on the west side of the flower platform, and worshiped the god of flowers.

At this time, the wind blows.

Seventeen girls scattered the petals in their hands into the air, and the petals fluttered in the wind, scattered among the crowd, mixed with the real and fake flowers on the people's bodies.

There was thunder of joy.

People are intoxicated by the sea of flowers, like a dream. There is a limerick for praise:

The beauty of the incense door of the flower hall opens,

The purple and red came to the face.

The mountains are full of dreamers,

When is it better not to get drunk at this time?