As soon as these words came out, not only Wei Zelan, but also Zhaoyue Zhanxing was dumbfounded.

What, Ah Luo actually swaggered to dig the foot of the wall in front of the public, threatening to ask the favorite king next to his sister to be his little wife?? ?

Zhan Xing couldn't help but ask, "Ah Luo, you're not serious, are you?"

Hua Luo turned her head to look at Zhanxing, with a serious expression: "I can't be more serious."

Wei Zelan recovered slightly from surprise, and then hesitated to speak: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the slave ......."

Before he finished speaking, a female voice with a bit of resentment came from her head: "Qixi Festival, Nineteenth Sister is not busy dating your good-colored fiancé, but she is still interested in prying the corner of the wall?"

Sakura was wearing a butterfly pink gauze skirt, the long skirt was mopping the floor, and the Yingluo headdress on her head hung down, swaying as she walked, holding a palace fan in her hand.

Seeing that Hua Luo and Wei Zelan were staying here, still so close to each other, Asakura's face was slightly gloomy, and the words she said were not good.

Hua Luo didn't panic at all: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman, this is actually very applicable to women, since Sister Asakura can use Wei Shijun as a bet to output again and again, it means that she is tired, so she is not distressed at all."

"Isn't it normal for you to feel distressed, but for others to feel distressed?"

Seeing that Asakura was choked by Hua Luo, Zhan Xing just wanted to give Hua Luo a thumbs up, anyway, it was the first time she had heard someone say that digging the foot of the wall was so fresh and refined.

Sakura stabilized her mind for a moment, "Zelan, whose squire are you?" Come here."

Wei Zelan glanced at Hua Luo, but slowly moved to Asakura, and Asakura felt that she had regained a little face.

"I've been tired of the nineteenth sister, but Zelan is my person, please don't make a mistake with the nineteenth sister, Zelan, come back with me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Hua Luo raised her voice to Wei Zelan's back and said, "Wei Shijun, if you suffer any grievances in the Thirteen Princes' Mansion, the door of the East Palace will be open to you at any time."

Wei Zelan paused obviously, but it was only for a moment, he didn't dare to stay, and left directly.

Asakura took Wei Zelan away, and Zhan Xing Zhaoyue dared to speak: "Ah Luo, you look into my eyes and answer me, do you really want to ask Wei Zelan next to His Highness Thirteen to be his little wife?!"

Hua Luo bowed slightly: "It's more real than pearls."

"Why?" Zhanxing was the first to understand, "I don't understand, I really don't understand. Ah Luo, on your terms, if you really want to find a man, what kind of man doesn't have it, why do you just fall in love with your sister's servant, a second-hand goods."

"This doesn't look very good, your fiancé Xiao Yan Gongzi is not much better looking than him."

Zhan Xing complained and complained, and his brain circuits began to gradually clear up: "Uh, or do you just like this, but I don't like it with one hand, tsk, how different do you say you are from that Cao thief?"

Zhao Yue didn't think about these, but Asakura's attitude: "Ah Luo, didn't you say last time that the Thirteenth Highness's mansion couldn't be opened, did you fund her, why is she still talking to you like this now."

"You have sent charcoal in the snow, and His Royal Highness the Thirteenth has taken revenge for this."

Hua Luo didn't care about Sakura's fried hair: "I can't say that, it's the same thing, think about it, if someone wants to dig into my corner, I'll only be more angry."

Hua Luo seemed to think of something: "That's right, Lady Shu!"

She looked up at the sky, the sun was out, and time passed so quickly.

Hua Luo hurriedly went to find Yan Wuji, and when they came to the post house, Yan Wuji and Yan Wuyi had already left.

Hua Luo concluded that Yan Wuqian and Yan Wuyi must have gone looking for her, and hurriedly rushed back.

Yan Wujian and Yan Wuyi wanted to enter the palace to look for Hua Luo, but they learned that Hua Luo had gone out early in the morning.

The two of them were messy in the wind, and Hua Luo returned.

"Lady of the Wild." Hua Luo called Yan Wujian from afar.

Yan Wujian saw Hua Luo, and Wu Duan felt that Hua Luo's appearance looked a little strange

Strange, it doesn't seem to be very neat.

Well, it's like the feeling of being fished out of the water and just dried.

In fact, on the way, Zhanxing and Zhaoyue had already helped her tidy up, but they still didn't go out when they were bright and neat.

Hua Luo saw that Yan Wujian had been staring at herself, and explained, "I just went into the water."

"Huh?" Yan Wuqian didn't react for a while, and Hua Luo immediately said the next sentence, "You wait for me here first, and I'll come out in a while, look at the stars, Zhaoyue."

Hua Luo wanted to enter the East Palace to renovate her image, and called the stars and Zhaoyue.

Zhan Xing quickly followed Hua Luo, but Zhao Yue walked in front of Yan Wuyi slowly, and stopped talking, as if he wanted to say something, but he pinched the things in his palm tightly, but he didn't take them out.

"This little brother, why did you come with me?"

"Me?" Yan Wuyi shrugged his shoulders, "No way, I don't have any acquaintances in Kyoto, my brother has to be bored at home alone when he goes out, I'm really not used to it."

"By the way, did that scumbag harass you again?"

"Nope." Zhao Yue shook her head.

"Oh, that's good."

Yan Wuyi casually glanced at Zhao Yue, and suddenly found that Zhao Yue had obviously been carefully dressed up today.

She wore a pink dress, a pink headband and a few small flower headdresses on her head, the headband tied up part of her hair, part of it hung softly down on her chest, and the back of her head was a bow tied by the headband, which flicked as she walked.

In all fairness, Zhaoyue is also a delicate and lovely girl.

"Huh?" Yan Wuyi took a step back and looked Zhaoyue up and down.

Zhao Yue noticed Yan Wuyi's gaze, and played with the hanging hair very unnaturally, lowering her head slightly.

Yan Wuyi commented: "In the past, my attention was on Miss Hua Luo, but I didn't expect that in fact, Miss Zhaoyue, you look good."

"Really, really."

When Zhaoyue heard this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise secretly.

Just when the moon was fluttering and beautiful, Hua Luo and Zhan Xing came out.

Hua Luo changed into a pink-purple skirt, which was also made of light gauze, which added elegance when walking.

The hairstyle of the hair comb is a style that hangs down all the hair, hanging down like a waterfall, and every time she combs this hanging hairstyle, she will always reach out from time to time to make a hair-pulling motion.

Yan Wuyi's eyes lit up from Zhaoyue to Hua Luo, and he muttered to himself: "But Miss Hua Luo is the best-looking!" Ever since I met Miss Hua Luo, I have known what a real beauty is, and the beautiful girls I have seen before seem to have become maids."

After saying this, Yan Wuyi walked towards Hua Luo.

The smile on Zhao Yue's face disappeared in an instant.

However, Hua Luo's eyes were on Yan Wuji.

"Jun Shushu, the sun should be shining in a while, let's go to the Jingci Temple, there is shade there."

"Okay." When Yan Wuqian came, he thought that Hua Luo should have a plan, so he followed Hua Luo's plan.

Along the way, in fact, he and Hua Luo had very few topics, even if they talked, they were limited to superficial greetings, and rarely exchanged anything in depth, so that although there was a marriage contract and they had met several times, there was always a feeling of unfamiliarity, a feeling of forcibly getting together to mix time.

When the greetings were over, the two walked side by side, leaving Zhaoyue Zhanxing Yanwu behind from afar.

There was silence.

"That's right."

"That's right."

The two spoke almost at the same time in tacit understanding, and looked at each other tacitly, and their eyes collided directly.

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

At the same time, there was silence for a moment, and the same sentence was said at the same time, which is really a coincidence today.

Hua Luo took out the sachet and squeezed it in her hand: "Jushu Jun, today is the Qixi Festival, I have something to give you."

Yan Wujian smiled, "That's really a coincidence, I also have something

I'm going to give it to you."

Hua Luo took out the sachet: "Du Ruo is added to this sachet, and the incense you usually use seems to be Du Ruo, I think, you should be used to smelling it."

Yan Wujian took the sachet, took a closer look, and found that there was a hand-embroidered pattern on the sachet that was also Du Ruo, thinking that it was impossible for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to embroider it.

"Your Highness, did the pattern on this sachet be embroidered with the help of the maid next to you?"

"Of course not."

Hua Luo denied that she even asked the people below to help embroider the Qixi Festival gift for her fiancé, how lazy she was.

"I embroidered this with my own hands, what, could it be that I didn't embroider it well, so you can see it at a glance?"

"No, no, no." Yan Wujian hurriedly explained, "It's just that I didn't expect His Highness to embroider such a delicate job."

"Fortunately, embroidery is a fine tradition of Chinese women, especially the flower embroidery, which is one of the quintessences of the country. Apocalypse Congress embroiders with a majority of girls, and there's nothing to fuss about a girl who can embroider, and I'm a girl too."

Although Yan Wujian is a man, he also knows a lot about flower embroidery.

He took a closer look and found that the embroidery technique of this pattern was really embroidery, although it was not superb, but it was the essence of it, and the characteristics of the embroidery were vividly and vividly reflected, and it was obviously specially learned.

Yan Wujian only felt very excited, and praised him: "Your Highness's hand is so skillful, if anyone marries His Highness, it is really a blessing for three lives."

Hua Luo was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look at Yan Wuji: "Then, are you saying that you are fortunate in your three lives?"

Yan Wujian was originally an unintentional sentence, but Hua Luo reacted when she reminded her, and she vaguely issued a syllable in response.

For a while, there were no more words.

Before they knew it, they had come to the Jingci Temple.

There are already long queues at the places where the bags are sold, and most of them are men and women in pairs.

Those who have already bought the blessing bag go to the big tree over there to find branches to hang on, and the whole big tree is full of all kinds of blessing bags that carry people's hearts, almost every branch is hung, and the branches are bent a little.

Hua Luo thought, she can't do nothing here: "Jushu Jun, let's go buy a blessing bag, today is the Qixi Festival, it happens to be a good time to pray for blessings, last time I said, hanging a blessing bag here to pray for blessings is the most effective."

"Okay." Yan Wuqian glanced at the long queue, estimating that it would not be possible to wait in line for half an hour, and took the initiative to say, "Then I'll go to the lineup, Your Highness will wait here."

"No, I'd better go." Hua Luo doesn't like to sit back and enjoy it.