"Wang Zhenzhen." On the rice paper, the name is densely covered.

Jun Zhenzhen still remembers that she came to this dynasty ten years ago.

In her original world, it was a country called Huaxia.

She was a left-behind child since she was a child, her parents took her younger brother to work in other places, she lived with her grandparents, and the family thought she was a girl who didn't care about her.

After finally going to college and getting a boyfriend, I thought that the hardships would come to an end, but I didn't expect my boyfriend to cheat on her best friend.

She jumped off the building in a fit of rage, and then woke up to this strange dynasty.

became the third lady of this Yong'an Bo Mansion, and thought that she could start a new life.

But she is a concubine, and her aunt doesn't like her, as long as her father doesn't come to her room, she will sprinkle her resentment on her, and then some younger brothers and aunts will pounce on him again.

She is not like a gentleman, she is born by the lady of the main room, and she is the pearl of the palm of the golden and precious jade.

She is a head taller than her in terms of appearance and identity, and in this world, women must rely on men to live better.

So she has understood since she was a child that if she wants to become a master, she must fight for it.

Junzi Shu is an old-fashioned and boring ancient woman, and she is a modern person, both in thought and means, far superior to her.

Stomp her under her feet.

Xie Liancheng's straw bag, he saved him when he saw that his identity was not ordinary.

Unexpectedly, he actually saved Junzishu and ruined her plan.

Jun Zhenzhen remembered Xie Liancheng's approving gaze at herself, and her heart was not so uncomfortable.

A man just hooked his hands casually and fell under her pomegranate skirt.

What she wants is to become the most noble woman in the world, and at that time, Junzi Shu can only kneel at her feet and kowtow and beg for mercy.

"Get in." She said coldly.

Liuzhu came in to serve in fear, but he was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Jun Zhenzhen sneered lightly at her timid appearance.

A slave is a slave and a maid, and she can't get on the table.

"Dress me up, I'm going out." Jun Zhenzhen sat down in front of the dresser with her hair in a bun.

looked at the innocent woman in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

What about how beautiful Jun Zishu looks?

Men always like a weak willow and gentle woman like her.

Jun Zhenzhen smiled proudly, fortunately, now the prince is devoted to her, as long as she can coax the prince, it is just around the corner to enter the East Palace in the future.

In the calm and peaceful courtyard, Jun Chaoyun set up the dishes and chopsticks, waiting for the return of the young man.

The pear trees in the courtyard are in full bloom, layered on the branches, like clouds and snow, with bursts of fragrance.

The breeze blew, the pear blossoms trembled, and fell lightly on Jun Chaoyun's body.

The girl smiled lightly, and the good memories of the past came back.

It was the spring day of the seventeenth year of Xuanning.

Yanjing's Flower Dynasty Festival is very lively, it is a good day of a hundred flowers, and there are famous and surnamed ladies in Yanjing City who will go out to play.

She was in an awkward position at home, and no one invited her to travel.

At that time, she was very lonely, and after entering the Yong'an Mansion, no one had spoken to her for a long time.

She sent the maidservant, and she was swinging on the swing alone, and she began to regret leaving Chu Li.

At the beginning, she was afraid of being a drag on the teenager, and she didn't know his identity, so she silently left a sum of money and left.

She always thought that a humble and ordinary woman like her was really not worthy of him.

Thinking about returning home, she has a serious identity, is it possible to match this teenager.

But from the palace banquet, she learned that her young man was a prince of Jin Zun and Yu.

She may never be able to catch up with him.

The little girl in my memory hung her head quietly, listless.

But the young man in her heart came in over the wall and folded a pear blossom and handed it to her eyes.

"Take it."

She took the pear blossom slowly, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Tears fell on the back of his hand one by one.

"Don't cry."

"Why?" She retorted unconvinced.

"Ugly."

"You're ugly! I'm very good-looking. She vented her emotions regardless of it.

Obviously, she left the young man behind, but she still threw her temper on Chu Li.

"Yes, I'm ugly." The boy nodded helplessly.

Jun Chaoyun looked at the young man who had always been steady and helpless in the face of the girl's unreasonable trouble, and immediately burst into tears and laughed.

"Please, can you come with me to enjoy the flowers?"

She didn't dare to call the boy's old name again, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

"I've never seen so many flowers before."

"They all think I'm a country bun and don't want to take me to play."

"I haven't seen it either."

"That's right, you can go with me, so that no one will know that we haven't been to the Flower Dynasty Festival in the future."

"Yes."

Jun Chaoyun was rare to be bold that day, and dragged the young man and quietly slipped away through the back door.

The pear blossoms of that day were as sweet and silky as today.

The memory dissipated, and Jun Chaoyun looked at the courtyard gate.

The boy returned in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the warm light reflected on his face added a little softness.

As soon as Chu Li stepped into the door, what he saw was the little girl quietly looking at the pear tree in a daze, the girl was obediently holding her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling, and she was bright and unspeakable.

"I'm back!" The little girl rushed over.

Standing in front of the young man, with a smile in his eyebrows, Chu Li looked at her quietly like this, for some reason, he always felt that the little girl had changed.

It seems to drive away the gloom in the bottom of the heart, becoming bright and light.

Jun Chaoyun watched the young man in his memory overlap with the person in front of him, and somehow an impulse surged in his heart.

Standing on tiptoe, he gently dropped a kiss on the side of the boy's face. Before the boy could react, he hugged him tightly.

"Ah Li, I'm so happy." The little girl was buried in the side of his neck, and the warm breath spread in his ears.