She was so entangled by Ji Ruxuan that she couldn't do it, so she thought she would take it with her, anyway, Ji Ruxuan couldn't enter the palace, so she could only wait outside the noon gate.

I reluctantly agreed.

But can you say this and fool my brother?!

Seeing that she was like a little quail, shrinking her neck, and unable to speak for a while, Ji Ruxuan relieved her in a hoarse voice: "The safety of the eldest princess cannot be neglected." ”

Qi Yanhuai was rarely choked, and he had a cold face along the way.

There was a suffocating smell in the carriage......

Jiang Fuguang's scalp was numb, and he quickly took the rouge cake made by Ji Ruxuan and held it in front of his brother, and smiled flatteringly: "Brother, eat the cake." ”

Qi Yanhuai's face was expressionless: "You can eat it yourself." ”

Jiang Fuguang was bored, he bent his neck to eat cakes along the way, and as soon as the carriage arrived at the eldest princess's mansion, she couldn't wait to get off the car and leave.

When she was far away, she patted her chest and looked shocked: "It's too scary." ”

Unbeknownst to them, the two who were one step behind, after glancing at each other, seemed to have a tacit understanding, and walked towards the martial arts arena where the eldest princess's mansion trained guards.

Without Jiang Fuguang in the way, the two of them fought so frenetically that they couldn't get along.

Qi Yanhuai, who was in the fierce battle, tried to lift Ji Ruxuan's mask three or four times, wanting to see his true face under the mask.

He can't take the initiative to spy on the shadow guard, but the shadow guard is not as good as a person, and he was accidentally pulled off the mask, which doesn't count him taking the initiative to snoop~

Ji Ruxuan naturally couldn't let him get his wish, and the two of them fought so much that it was called a thunderbolt, until both sides were out of strength and fell to the ground, so they stopped for the time being.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the Double Ninth Festival, Jiang Fuguang changed into a round-necked narrow-sleeved knee-length beard suit, embroidered with dogwood patterns all over the clothes, and put on a pair of feltskin boots.

The pearl inserted a bunch of dogwoods in her hair, and the small red vermilion fruits between the green leaves fluttered lightly in her hair, lining her black hair and plump, and her whole body was full of vigor.

The Hu dress is tight, showing that her waist is slender, like vines, Ji Ruxuan reached out and shook it, and she could pinch it with one palm.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Fuguang slapped him and slapped his hand away.

Ji Ruxuan reached out and picked a small red fruit from the dogwood in her hair, and threw it into her mouth and chewed it.

Suddenly, the expression became very exciting.

Jiang Fuguang couldn't stop it, so he had to stroke his forehead: "Dogwood is also known as Fu Spicy, so the name suggests, it tastes spicy, it is a spicy spice, and the "spicy" in the six flavors refers to Dogwood." ”

The mouth is full of bitterness and bitterness, and it is simply hard to say.

Ji Ruxuan's face was sluggish at first, then his face turned red, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was distorted: "Ah, it's so spicy, it's so spicy......"

"You deserve it," Jiang Fuguang chuckled, "Who let you eat casually." ”

Ji Ruxuan rushed to the table at the fastest speed in his life, picked up the teapot, raised his head and poured water into his mouth, after filling a pot of water, there was still a lingering bitterness in his mouth, he opened his eyes wide, and looked at Jiang Fuguang with an accusatory face.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

He had a pair of Danfeng eyes, which were already good-looking, but his eyes were red at this moment, and he looked at her wetly, as if he had been ravaged and pitiful.

Jiang Fuguang chuckled: "Open your mouth." ”

Ji Ruxuan was obedient.

Jiang Fuguang stood on tiptoe, reached out his hand, stuffed an autumn pear candy into his mouth, and gently swiped his fingertips across Dan's lips, Ji Ruxuan licked it subconsciously.

The fingertips were slightly wet, and the fingers seemed to be burned, and they suddenly retracted and hid behind them: "Let's go quickly, can't we let my grandfather wait for me." ”

After speaking, she quickly turned around and quickened her pace.

Ji Ruxuan took autumn pear candy in his mouth, and followed her slowly, he was tall and long-legged, and he took a few steps closer than her.

"Jinbao, how can you say that the eldest princess can be so beautiful when she walks? Fold the waist to take micro steps, lotus steps move lightly, exquisite and unparalleled, like a fairy, unlike some women, walking up and twisting the waist and swinging hips, twisting and pinching, ugly ...... "dead."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Ruxuan suddenly reacted that Jinbao was already on his way home.

Suddenly, there was a bit of a smell of "one less person in the dogwood".

Jiang Fuguang, who was walking in front, gradually calmed down, stopped and turned around, and the knee-length pleated skirt bloomed lightly at the waist: "Are things ready?" ”

In the past, the things she needed to enter were all prepared by Yingluo, but now they have been replaced by Ji Ruxuan.

Ji Ruxuan suddenly put the melancholy in his heart behind him: "On September 9th, Pei Zhuyi, eat Pengbait (Chongyang cake), drink chrysanthemum wine, pray for longevity, the customs of the Northern and Southern Dynasties are the same, I have prepared." ”

Jiang Fuguang was relieved, and was about to walk out of the yard, when he turned back: "Why don't you plug in the dogwood?" ”

Ji Ruxuan disagreed: "Oh, I forgot." ”

Jiang Fuguang happened to see that among the flowers and trees in the courtyard, there was a dogwood, which was full of small red vermilion fruits, so she hurriedly ran over and picked a beautiful dogwood and folded it.

She came back with the dogwood, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows smiled slightly: "Squat down, I'll give you a dogwood." ”

The disapproving expression on his face gradually faded, Ji Ruxuan hooked his lips and smiled, and squatted down.

The joys and sorrows of mankind are not common, and he has always had little feeling for these festivals that have special significance and make people happy, and he does not know what is worth rejoicing about these ethereal and unpractical festivals.

Do the math, he and Jiang Fuguang spent the Qiqiao Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Double Ninth Festival together.

He suddenly understood that it was not the festival that was special, but the people with whom he spent the festival, and the expectations for a better life in the future.

He hopes to be with Jiang Fuguang year after year in the future.

Jiang Fuguang inserted the dogwood into his hair, held his shoulder, and looked at it for a moment: "Okay."

Ji Ruxuan got up.

Jiang Fuguang reminded him: "The reason for the Double Ninth Festival is that late autumn has arrived, the weather has become colder, and the plants and trees have begun to wither, and the dogwood is spicy and fragrant, warm in nature, and can cure the cold and drive away poison, so there is a tradition of inserting dogwood to drive away evil spirits and cure diseases, which is well-founded, not superstitious, and don't forget it next time." ”

Ji Ruxuan nodded: "Next time I forgot, you remind me again." ”

Jiang Fuguang's heart trembled slightly, he lowered his eyes, hummed softly, and then said: "Let's go quickly, we must climb the mountain as soon as possible, otherwise when the sun comes out, it will definitely be very hot." ”

……

When she arrived at the place where she had made an appointment with her grandfather, the sky was bright, the humid air was cool, and with the coolness of late autumn, the carriage of the Taiwei Mansion had arrived, and her grandfather and brother were waiting for her.

"Grandfather."

"Brother."

"Haven't you waited a long time?"

Jiang Fuguang trotted over, his white jade-like cheeks were dyed with this Xu Yanhong, and his energetic little face looked more and more delicate and beautiful.

Qi Rulie touched her head: "We have just arrived." ”

Qi Yanhuai glanced at the shadow guard who was following Jiang Fuguang, and with a snort, he suddenly felt a toothache, and it was really ghostly.

(End of chapter)