It is the cold spring in March, when the material is steep, the peach blossoms in Shangjing City have been warped on the branches, the tender grass by the lake is sprouting, the streets are bustling, people come and go, the pedestrians smile soothingly, the sellers shout loudly, Shangjing is a good scene.

In a courtyard, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and when the girl leans lazily against the half-open window and slowly stretches out her white hand, the spring color falls on her fingertips.

The girl has a very beautiful pair of eyes, introverted and outwardly hooked, the tails of the eyes are still flushed and upturned, the long eyelashes hit the white and tender skin, and when the eyes are raised, the brown eyes do not look like looking at people, like hooking.

"Miss, miss. The spring feast is about to begin! ”

The delicate and lovely little girl, holding a few pieces of clothing in her hand, pouted and called out not far from the girl.

Qiao Yipan didn't make a sound, just closed the window, leaned lazily against the wall, and after a while, he seemed tired and collapsed on the ground.

The spring is just right, and the girl is sleepy.

Qiao Yipan didn't think much about it, and he also knew that he would not participate in the spring banquet when he escaped from the battle, and this matter was estimated to have been talked about by Tsing Yi for a long time.

"Tsing Yi, don't rush Miss." The quiet Chang finally opened his mouth.

Chang finally wore a pink dress with an expressionless face, and the dagger was neatly turned in his hand, but his eyes were lazy, as if he hadn't woken up.

This can't help but make Tsing Yi think of Chang Zhong's unyielding face when he wore a pink skirt for the first time.

When I first put it on, Chang finally even forgot to walk, and almost fell when I stepped on the hem of my skirt. In the end, I can only walk slowly with steps, but no matter how I walk, it seems like rushing to take someone's life.

Now not only can you walk, but you can also wear the most pink skirt and take the most heads.

"A small spring feast, Miss said she wouldn't go if she didn't go."

Chang finally said casually, secretly pulling the pink skirt on his body and almost ripped it off.

It's early in the morning, what to dress up, how sleepy it is in the spring.

Qiao Yipan collapsed on the ground, his snow-white underwear stained with dust, and he didn't forget to nod.

Tsing Yi is angry, this yard is not in a hurry from top to bottom, but she has seen it!

"Yes, yes, who can have an objection anyway?"

Qiao Yipan's whole person was already lying down, straightened his clothes, crossed his hands on his stomach, and nodded thoughtfully.

These are the benefits of being a county lord, and no one dares to say you to your face if you don't participate in the spring banquet.

"Yes, yes, the general is reluctant to say Miss, what about the little Marquis Yuan?" Tsing Yi looked at the girl as if she was going to sleep on the spot, and she gritted her teeth.

Who? Who dares to say about me?

Qiao Yipan half-squinted, and opened his eyes again when he heard a word.

Oh, her nemesis.

But her nemesis never attends banquets, so can she still have the face to say her?

Qiao Yipan reluctantly straightened up, he was really shameless.

Chang finally sighed expressionlessly, it was not easy to sleep, and Chang finally sighed.

Tsing Yi was ecstatic, and at the same time secretly rejoiced, fortunately there was a big demon king in Beijing, who always liked to trouble her young lady.

But in a blink of an eye, Tsing Yi thought of the rumors that had been circulating recently, and couldn't help but worry, if it was really like the rumors, then her young lady was too pitiful, right?

"Come on, hurry up, Miss is standing up!"

Tsing Yi didn't think much about it, seeing that Qiao Yipan was going to be lazy on the ground again, he seized the opportunity and called the others loudly to come in.

A group of maids came in in an orderly manner, and the last maid even closed the door gently.

Although it was late, the good thing was that the others had gotten used to it, and the action was done very quickly.

"Tsing Yi, am I good-looking?"

The girl picked a peach-colored peach blossom cloud smoke skirt, which was delicate and pretty, and she wore a darker color Ruyi cloud pattern shirt, which was softly draped in green silk, and when the whole person turned her eyes from behind the screen, she looked like a fairy who accidentally descended to earth.

Without a response, the "fairy" frowned and was about to speak again.

Tsing Yi was afraid that Qiao Yipan would ruin the makeup he had drawn with great difficulty as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Good, good, good, very good!"

Qiao Yipan pursed his lips, snorted, lifted his skirt and walked out.

The peach blossoms outside the window are smiling and playing, and the sun is warm.

Qiao Yipan thought lazily, how to harm Yuan Shuyu today.