"Dogwood?" Jiang Shu repeated it in a low voice, and suddenly thought of Wang Wei's famous poem - "There is one less person in the dogwood".

In the ancient Chung Yeung Festival, people had the custom of climbing high and looking far away to insert dogwood on their heads, and she knew it. It's just that since she grew so big, she has never seen what Dogwood looks like, so she can't help but be a little curious, and turned her head to look at Zhu Changxun beside her and said, "Lord Wang, why don't we go over and have a look." ”

"It's fine." Zhu Changxun and her came here not to simply ascend, seeing her expectant look, she naturally would not refuse, smiled faintly, led her to turn there, and walked towards the two of them along the stone steps in front of her.

As Zhu Changxun's personal guard, Timid Yu is responsible for protecting Zhu Changxun's safety, and he keeps up with him every step of the way.

Due to the smooth stone steps along the way, it was not difficult to walk, and soon, the three of them arrived near the thick conifer where Ye Chiwan and Jun Wanzhao were.

Jiang Shu tiptoed and looked forward, and saw that the direction that Ye Chi Bang was pointing to was only a patch of sparse pines and cypresses, some shrubs and withered weeds, and nothing else, and there was nothing else, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he moved his gaze to her and said, "Sixth sister, what do you say?" Why didn't I see it? ”

"It's still ahead," Ye Chiwan pointed over there again, "just go around this pine and cypress and turn a corner." ”

"Then let's go," Zhu Changxun next to him pulled the corners of his lips and said, "There are Miss Lao Chiwan and Miss Jun leading the way." ”

"You don't have to be polite, please come with us." Jun Wanzhao smiled softly and raised her hand to make a gesture of invitation to him.

It's just that when the words fell, there was a sudden hearty laughter nearby.

Several people followed the prestige at the same time, and saw that not far ahead, at the so-called turning place, a group of well-dressed young men turned around talking and laughing.

During this period, the two leaders were Wu Shengxuan, the son of Wu Daonan, the current secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Li Mubai, the son of Li Hualong, the current secretary of the Ministry of War.

Since a few months ago on the painting boat in Shichahai Houhai, Jiang Shu chanted a "half-character song", and later made a song "Fortune Operator: Yongmei" at the lotus banquet of the eldest princess of Shouyang, Wu Shengxuan admired her so much, and when he saw her standing next to Zhu Changxun, he couldn't help but have a touch of excitement on his face.

But considering that Zhu Changxun was present at the moment, he was afraid of causing her any trouble, so he finally decided not to greet her, and only led everyone to raise his hand to this side, and then turned to another mountain road on the side.

But soon, Li Mubai among them went and returned.

He strode up to a few people, bowed to Zhu Changxun generously, and then his eyes fell on Jun Wanzhao, who was standing side by side with Ye Chiwan: "Miss Jun, we meet again." ”

"yes, what a coincidence." Jun Wanzhao replied in a low voice, tilting her head slightly, avoiding his gaze a little unnaturally.

"Since it's such a coincidence, I wonder if Miss Jun can enjoy the light and walk around?" Li Mubai smiled faintly and raised his feet to walk around her.

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate," Jun Wanzhao couldn't help but tighten up in her heart, and hurriedly excused herself, "If people see this, they will gossip." ”

"Really?" Li Mubai looked at her anxious look, and her smile suddenly narrowed, "Three days ago, Miss Jun and Jing Huan went boating in Shichahai, aren't you afraid of people gossiping?" ”

"I ......" Jun Wanzhao was asked by these words, and was speechless for a while.

After a pause, he was about to find an excuse to be vague, when he suddenly saw Ye Chiwan beside him looking in one direction with a shocked face, and exclaimed at the same time: "It's not good——! ”