Gu Yanwan rolled her eyes.

She didn't like Pei Daozhu, but she didn't like Cui Lingren.

Cui Lingren snatched her position as the god of flowers, not to mention, she also wanted to marry the ninth master.

If she marries the Ninth Master, won't she become her aunt?

Cui Lingren is arrogant and conceited, and he will definitely bully her with his identity when the time comes.

Gu Yanwan thought and lowered her voice: "No matter how much you and I fight, we are cousins after all, how can we be compared to Cui Lingren, an outsider?" I'd rather you marry the Ninth Master...... Ananda, if you want to fight, my sister will help you. ”

Help Pei Daozhu seduce the ninth master.

can not only completely cut off Brother Rong's thoughts about Pei Daozhu, but she will not be able to marry into the Xiao family with Pei Daozhu's family background, and in the end, she can also mess up the marriage of Cui Ling and Jiuye.

Kill three birds with one stone, how good.

Bae Daozhu listened.

looked at Cui Lingren's movements.

It was already dusk, and the maid brought a food box to Cui Lingren.

Cui Lingren picked and chose for a moment, and her eyes fell on the two pastries she made with her own hands.

The two pastries were delicate and delicate, and the color was attractive, far better than the dim sum sent by the imperial chef of the palace, and they were obviously very pleasing to Cui Lingren, so he ate them without hesitation.

Pei Daozhu bent his phoenix eyes.

She retracted her gaze and poured tea in her hand: "Cousin wants to fight with Cui Lingren, please rely on your own ability, why use me as a gunman?" Say 'I would rather marry the ninth master', my cousin said this, didn't she feel against her will? ”

After being debunked, Gu Yanwan sneered: "Pei Daozhu, without the support of the family, who is willing to look at you more than those high-ranking families?" Just like this year's God of Flowers, even if you have danced as soon as you dance the Jingshi, the final candidate for the God of Flowers has not fallen on Cui Lingren's head? I am willing to help you, it is your blessing, you don't toast, don't eat and drink. ”

"Blessings?"

Pei Daozhu took a slow sip of tea.

She put down the teacup and closed the lid as if she was about to leave.

She raised her smiling phoenix eyes: "Cousin, the blessings of my life do not rely on the help of others, but only earn them by myself." ”

Gu Yanwan was stunned.

Before he could react to what he meant, an exclamation suddenly came from not far away:

"Oh no! Sister Ling Ren has an accident! ”

Gu Yanwan hurriedly looked over.

Cui Lingren, who was originally ruddy, turned pale and spasmed, covered his abdomen with both hands with difficulty, and let out a painful gasp.

She was still in a daze, and Pei Daozhu had already trotted over with concern: "Sister Lingren!" ”

There were shouts on all sides.

Just when he was anxious, a maid ran in from outside happily: "The flower god banquet is about to start, and the court has sent someone to pick up the girl!" ”

"This ......"

The eldest Lu Ji stood up and frowned at the painful Cui Lingren: "Something happened to the Cui family's sister suddenly, pretending to be a flower god-"

"I can ......"

Cui Lingren held the handmaiden's hand and struggled to stand up.

The triennial Flower God Festival, if she misses this year, she will have no chance.

What a decent thing it is to pretend to be the god of flowers, the first queen of the southern kingdom was born in the god of flowers, and the god of flowers in the back either became a princess or became a lady of a top family.

As the god of flowers, not only famous, but also will be recorded in the history of the southern country.

Her lips were pale and her eyes were firm: "I...... I can ......."

I want to be a god of flowers no matter what.

With that scenery, in the limelight, marry your favorite ninth master......

However, her body was too weak.

As soon as he stood up, his knees were weak, and he relied on the support of the maid to not reluctantly collapse.

Lu Ji's eyebrows tightened: "You are not feeling well, you can't endure it, you have to find a doctor to take a look." ”

He told his attendants to go and ask for a doctor, and looked at the maid who had come to ask for help.

Everyone looked at each other.

Cui Lingren has an accident, how should the flower god be good tonight......

The Flower God Festival is the most important festival in spring, and the people pray to the heavens through this festival for good weather and peace for the country, and if something goes wrong, no one can afford it.

When he was anxious, Pillow Star suddenly said: "Girl, didn't the eldest princess say that if something happens to the girl of the Cui family, she will let you play for her?" The eldest princess also gave you a flower god dance dress......"

Her voice was small, but she couldn't stand the silence of the seat.

Everyone looked at Pei Daozhu in unison.

Pei Daozhu's face was full of worry: "Although this is the case, but something happened to Sister Lingren, how can I be in the mood to go for her?" In my opinion, what if Ling Ren's sister suddenly gets better? ”

The seat was still silent.

Gu Yanwan stood not far away in a daze.

It wasn't until now that she suddenly understood what Pei Daozhu's sentence "The blessings of my life do not rely on the help of others, but only earn them by myself".

With Pei Daozhu in the field, how could there be a coincidence?

Cui Lingren's sudden illness must be her masterpiece.

Her cousin is really unscrupulous!

Gu Yanwan gritted her teeth, and she was a little more jealous of Pei Daozhu.

At that time, Lu Ji thought for a while, and said: "Sister Daozhu's dancing is exquisite, it is perfect for you to take the stage!" Come on, take Sister Daozhu to change clothes and make up! ”

Bae Daozhu was still in place.

She opened a pair of affectionate eyes and looked at Cui Lingren timidly: "Isn't it okay?" Sister Lingren will be angry. The most blessed girl in the world is qualified to play the god of flowers, Ananda...... Don't dare to replace it. ”

Cui Lingren's chest rose and fell violently, and his little face was blue and white with anger.

She originally planned to dress up as the god of flowers, but she suddenly fell ill for some reason, and the candidate for the god of flowers that she had painstakingly obtained also fell into the hands of Pei Daozhu.

She suddenly remembered the ridicule she had given to Bae Daozhu during the day.

- Miss Pei, this god of flowers, not everyone deserves it, you have to be the most blessed girl in Jiankang City to be it, isn't it?

Now that I think about it, she looks like a joke......

Cui Lingren glared at Pei Daozhu viciously, and he couldn't support it anymore, and unwillingly fainted in the maid's arms.

Pei Daozhu watched her being sent away, and there was a bit of coldness hidden in her eyes.

After tasting the taste of falling from the clouds to the dust, you will understand that the scenery of a moment is not a skill, and it is called a great thing to be able to succeed for a lifetime.

Blessing, where is the right thing to see?

People live for a hundred years, and the years are long.

Under the envious and jealous eyes of the girls, she calmly went to the next door to change clothes and make up.

……

The moon is shining brightly, and the city is full of lights.

Liquor shops and vendors are bustling, selling all kinds of clothes, hairpins, lanterns and cakes and other gadgets, and the people in the streets and alleys are crowded on both sides of the street, tiptoeing to see the flowers parade through the street.

The imperial army opened the way, and at the front of the procession were twelve pairs of children with lanterns, each with a beautiful and neat bun, just like the boy and the dragon girl under the Guanyin seat.

Followed by the gods and ghosts played by the people, there are gods believed in by the people of the southern country, and there are also demons and spirits recorded in the strange chronicles, masks are either bright and delicate, or hideous and ugly, and the cyan gauze lanterns float like ghost fires, bringing great excitement to the onlookers.

The most anticipated thing is the golden carriage of sixteen white horses in the procession.

And the most eye-catching thing is the young girl dancing on the roof of the car.

Petals flying.

She wore a white large-sleeved skirt, the layers of skirts were embroidered with golden treasure flowers, the knee-length black hair was tied with red ropes, a pair of antler gold steps were shaken, and a pure gold peony mask covered the small half of her face.

She bent her waist and danced, looking forward to the phoenix eyes with affection, and the Huanghuang Palace lamp behind her illuminated her pure white skirt, and illuminated her muscles and bones like ice carvings and snow, really like a goddess.

Wherever the carriage passed, the people were silent, and men, women, and children were all stupid.

There are beautiful women who are dressed up swaggering and delicate, and they also want to compete with the beauty of this year's flower god, but after seeing the dancing girl, they all raised their sleeves and hid their faces with inferiority.

"Rusi Meiren...... The gods are also excited, right? ”

High-rise seats.

The princes and grandsons gathered together.

There was a young man who looked at the dancing beauty stupidly, the wine cup came to his lips but forgot to drink, the wine rolled down the corners of his mouth, and he never came back to his senses when he wet his clothes.

The gods will also be tempted?

Lang Jun, who was dressed in white and winning snow, sat in front of the window with Buddhist beads.

His bearing is as unattainable as a jade tree, like a Buddha carved from white jade.

He looked at the girl passing through the street and whispered: "The pink beauty, in a hundred years, will only be a handful of skeletons." Even though the gods were moved, they couldn't shake me in the slightest. ”

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Good night duck