His movements were already very light, but he still alarmed the sleeping villain.

She opened a pair of red and swollen eyes, looked at him in confusion for a while, and then thought of something, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve tightly, and said aggrievedly: "Don't leave me ...... again"

Hearing this, Chu Qi's throat was a little stalking, and he sat down on the edge of the bed, and after a while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm guarding you by the side." ”

Jill burst into tears and smiled, took his hand, rested it under his face, and leaned leaning against him.

"Go to sleep." Chu Qi reached out and patted her lightly on the back.

"Oh." Jill answered, obediently closing her eyes and sleeping.

Chu Qi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

I haven't seen her for a year, but she has grown a lot, and her eyebrows and eyes have grown a lot.

Looking at her sweet little face, his heart was filled with satisfaction.

After a while, Jill let out a light breathing sound and was already asleep.

A hint of tenderness flashed in his dark eyes, and he reached out and touched her head, muttering, "I miss you too, Jill ......"

By the time Jill woke up, it was already dark.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't see the seventh day of the first month, and she thought she had a dream.

She sat blankly for a while, until Chang came in and served her washing.

"Mother Chang, is Xiao Qi back?" She asked softly.

Chang Shi looked at her in surprise, "You don't remember?" ”

"Huh?" Jill looked at her with dark, bright eyes.

"Xiao Qi is back, and you still have snot and tears all over his body." Chang quickly twisted a handkerchief and came over to wipe her face, jokingly.

Jill's eyes widened, "He's really back, I'm not dreaming?" ”

"Of course not, the little princess is tired of crying in the afternoon, or Xiao Qi carried you in to sleep." Chang said softly.

When Jill heard this, she immediately couldn't sit still, "What about the others?" ”

"The emperor set up a banquet to wash the dust for him, and he went to the Qionglu Palace for a banquet. In the evening, Niangniang came to see you in person, and when she saw that you were sleeping, she didn't wake you up. Chang explained.

Jill doesn't like places where there are too many people, especially this kind of banquet, which she doesn't like even more.

But thinking of what Yaoyao said to her in the afternoon, she was not calm again.

Listening to Yaoyao's meaning, my father has the intention of giving the princess of southern Xinjiang to Xiao Qi in marriage.

She doesn't want Xiao Qiqi to get married, and she doesn't want him to marry a wife and have children.

Because then she'd be very sad and very sad.

At this time, Ji'er was still young and didn't understand the relationship between men and women, but it didn't prevent her from wanting to dominate the seventh year of junior high school alone.

How could she allow others to take away the attention of the seventh year of junior high school?

He's always been her alone!

Thinking of the princess of Nanjiang, her face changed, she suddenly lifted the quilt and ran out barefoot, so fast that Chang didn't react.

After reacting, she hurriedly took her cloak and shoes and chased after her, "Little princess, it's cold on the ground, you put on your shoes first......"

Qionglu Temple.

The feast began.

This banquet is mainly set up for the triumph of the seventh day of the first month, and by the way, to receive the envoys from southern Xinjiang.

Southern Xinjiang was defeated, not only to the great merchants forever as a minister, every year to pay tribute to gold and silver, in order to show sincerity, southern Xinjiang also presented the first beauty of southern Xinjiang known as the princess Manli.

At the beginning of the banquet, Princess Manli presented the dance of southern Xinjiang.

I saw that in the main hall, she was wearing a bright red dress full of southern Xinjiang style, holding a fine yarn, dancing.

Different from ordinary dance music, the ups and downs of her every movement contain power, and the veil on her hand is like a cruising snake, vivid.

Everyone was attracted by her dancing, but Manli's eyes seemed to be able to seduce the soul, but she looked at the seventh day of the first month sitting alone.

Chu Qiduan sat there, he didn't touch the wine and food, his eyes seemed to be looking at Manli, but he didn't seem to be looking, a little careless.

Manli's eyes narrowed slightly, and the fine yarn in her hand suddenly raised to the face of the seventh year of the first month, and the flirtatious meaning was very obvious.

There was an uproar among the people, and then they understood.