The elder looked at Qiu Wuyan's eyes and solemnly explained:

"Yichun language country and Qingqiu country are connected by blood, honor and disgrace, for the interests of the two countries, but also in order to have a stronger force against the enemy, I hope that the two countries can continue to marry, the little emperor Chun is not worried about the young, and you are the same age as Chun Busha, I hope you can form a husband and wife, rebuild Qingqiu.

The second old slave has been in charge of the Chun Fan Pavilion for the past eighteen years, painstakingly studying the magic tips of various clans, in order to suppress the power of the key heaven in your body, although it has no result, but there are also some experiences, which should help you cultivate the power of the key heaven, I want you to take over the seal of the powder, take charge of the spring powder pavilion, and practice the art of mortals becoming immortals.

The national treasures of the four countries between the three of them have been stolen one after another, the baby has disappeared, and the Qingqiu has been annihilated, there has always been a mysterious force behind it to control all this, I feel that there will be a greater conspiracy to happen, and according to the clues collected so far, this mysterious force is inseparable from the sea clan, I want you to track it down, find that mysterious power, and slash the enemy, and show no mercy. ”

"I know this is a lot of pressure for you, you don't have to rush to promise me first, at the Hundred Flowers Banquet in three days, someone will show his true form!"

The whole country of Chunyu, from the common people to the royal nobles, are all busy with the upcoming Hundred Flowers Banquet, and the royal family has clearly issued an edict that on the day of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the new Pink Pavilion Pavilion will protect the national treasure Jinhua and re-spread the fragrance in the world.

Everyone is looking forward to the appearance of the only remaining princess with the blood of the Spring Language Country in the legend, it is rumored that this princess is from the Qingqiu Kingdom, the country is fragrant, the skill is extraordinary, and she broke into the spring flower pond alone to find the national treasure Jinhua, which is quite favored by the old man.

And in the Great Pavilion Hall, a figure in red clothes has been going in and out very diligently these days.

"Birou, are Princess Qingqiu's clothes ready?" The big guy looked at the maid beside him.

"According to your instructions, take a hundred years of silk, extract the color of a hundred flowers, select a hundred embroidered women, weave a hundred brocades, and rush to work day and night, and it has been completed this morning. As she spoke, Birou clapped her hands, and the six palace maids slowly walked up to the hall with a gorgeous palace robe.

I saw that the whole dress is white as the background color, embroidered with all kinds of flowers, the flowers are flying with colorful butterflies, all kinds of colors are in order, complement each other, look at the flowers vividly, look at one by one in the distance a colorful butterfly fluttering, and the neckline and two cuffs of the clothes are embroidered with gold and silver thread respectively with two ginkgo biloba leaves and two delphiniums, the ingenuity is unique, the embroidery is outstanding.

The big pavilion guy nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered, "Don't forget to dye that silkworm robe into powder!" Birou immediately took the order and left.

"Big Pavilion guy, do you really want that Qingqiu princess to be in charge of the Pink Pavilion?" The big red silk robe reflected Xia Chun Bushy's face became more and more white and tender.

"What Princess Qingqiu, her name is Qiu Wuyan, haven't you always liked her, why don't you even know people's names?"

"I am not ashamed to pursue Jinhua before, so I pretended to love that Mo Yang, as for that Qingqiu princess, I have never thought about it, don't misunderstand. "Spring is not shy, it is difficult to see a little shy.

"What, it turns out that the girl you said before is Mo Yang of the Sea Clan, no, how can you have anything to do with the Sea Clan, if you really want to have anything to do with them, it can only be hatred!"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, and I won't go down to prepare for anything first. "Spring is not ashamed to pull out the legs and slip away.

For Mo Yang, he was shocked at first sight, although he approached her with a purpose, but sometimes he really only needed a glance to fall in love with someone, although Chun was not ashamed and unwilling to admit that some things, especially feelings, often no one could figure it out, and he could only choose to escape from things that he couldn't figure out.

Three days later, the Hundred Flowers Banquet of the Spring Language Country was grandly opened.

For the first one, she prevaricated lightly on the grounds that her family hatred and hatred for the country had not been avenged and she had no intention of talking about emotions, and the matter was temporarily shelved.

On the day of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the palace gate of the Spring Language Country was opened, and the seven-colored flower array that was originally used to block the entrance of the palace suddenly rose to the air, forming an aerial flower corridor, and the end of the flower gallery went straight to the lively palace gate square.

Gongmen Square is located slightly higher than the rest of the city, surrounded by a moat, and on the opposite side of the river is the lively Chunguo Market, which is now brightly lit and full of people, and everyone is waiting to see the true face of the new pavilion master.

The civil and military officials of the Spring Language Kingdom were dressed in official uniforms of different colors according to their ranks, and took the lead in entering the glittering palace gate square.

The next Mochen and Winter Chopping Wind each appeared in a robe worn by a local aristocratic man on formal occasions.

In fact, only a few flowers are embroidered on the front and back of the chest and the neckline and cuffs, and each outfit has its own flower accessories, either inserted on the head or tied around the waist.

But how is the macho Mo Chen willing to wear flowers, even this flower robe took a lot of effort to persuade the palace maid to wear it, so it seems a little out of place with the surrounding atmosphere.

On the contrary, the winter chopping wind is dressed neatly according to the regulations, and it is cleverly integrated into the situation of the spring language country.

The next Mo Yang was wearing a set of light blue tunic dresses, embroidered with small white flowers of different shapes, like waves surging on the blue sea, the outermost mopping silk smock of the same color was decorated with gorgeous pearls on the four sides, the sideburns were slightly scattered, and a realistic pearl string of flowers was inserted obliquely on the top of the head.

And Xingzhuo, who was gently holding beside her, was wearing a silk robe of the same color and quality, with a belt of the same color tied around her waist, and in the center of the belt was inlaid with a white beaded flower that echoed Mo Yang's head. The finely carved facial features are deep and three-dimensional, a pair of green eyes are like stars, and the body is free and easy, arrogant and cold.

Obviously, the appearance of the two caused a lot of fluctuations on the scene, young boys, girls, big girls, little daughters-in-law, old women on crutches, and white-haired old grandfathers, all couldn't help but sigh and admire, "Unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in the world!", everyone inevitably has reduced their enthusiasm for the anticipation of the Pink Pavilion Lord who has not yet appeared a lot.

"Sister, it's too partial. Such a good dress is not given to my brother. Mo Chen squinted at Mo Yang, picked up the food on the table and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Brother is handsome and chic, wouldn't wearing this dress attract everyone's attention, let's give us a piece of the pie!" Mo Yang smiled lightly, thinking of the two clothes embroidered by the servo palace maid he specially confessed according to his own requirements, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

A green coat wrapped in Mo Liyan came quickly, the blue clothes embroidered with the same color of dark flowers looming in the moonlight, a dark flower waist of the same color quietly separated the waist, showing a strong and free figure, under a silver hair is a young face without a trace of wrinkles, in addition to the deep purple eyes, hidden full of years of wisdom and deep, this outfit is restrained and luxurious, not ostentatious and not pretentious, just in line with Mo Li's calm and introverted personality.

Before everyone could take their eyes off Mo Yang and Xingzhuo, suddenly a shout came out from the crowd: "The goddess, the goddess is here!", and everyone moved their eyes to the flower gallery.

I saw the autumn dance swallow fluttering, the pink smock as light as silkworm wings flew in the wind, the faintly revealing brocade flowers on the white flowers swayed, dragging two long ribbons behind him, the embroidered color * fluttered in the flowers, a black hair fluttered behind him, the top of the head was slightly raised, a headdress made of pink quartz skillfully passed through the place, looming between the black hair, and finally hung on both sides, lining the face more delicate like a peach blossom, a pair of big eyes are crystal clear, Bright as a bright star, the corners of his mouth are touched, and his smile is like a crescent moon, instantly capturing people's hearts.

The scene suddenly became silent, and everyone was afraid that their breath would disturb this beautiful scene.

Suddenly, the red light flashed, Chun Bushy flew from the high-rise building of the palace with flowers in his hand, and wanted to make a chic appearance, but he didn't expect the ribbon around his waist to break out of thin air, only to hear the sound of "plop", Chun Bushy fell to the ground, and the flowers in his hands were all over his head.

saw him stand up calmly, pluck flowers from his head, throw them to the crowd, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that I have gained weight again recently." ”

These words were heard by Qiu Wuyan beside her, and she gently covered her mouth and snickered.

The last big pavilion elder to appear was still dressed in pink and sitting on his seat, and the little emperor in a yellow robe was sitting next to him.

The little emperor drooped his face at first, secretly complaining that the elder of the pavilion did not allow him to attend with Qiu Wuyan, but now when he saw his brother Chun's funny appearance, he couldn't help grinning, but he was stopped by the stern eyes of the elder of the pavilion beside him, so he had to tighten his face and hold back his smile.

The seat of the old and the little emperor of the big pavilion happened to be stuck on the soft couch carved with a dragon-shaped pattern in the middle of the square, and Qiu Wuyan and Chun Bushy sat down on the two soft couches next to them in turn.

Xingzhuo stared intently at Qiu Wuyan's figure, he didn't understand why his heart was throbbing for no reason, and that beautiful face always gave him an illusion of déjà vu.

"Xingzhuo, do you like pink clothes?" Mo Yang forcibly endured the unhappiness in his heart, tactfully and reservedly.

"Yes, that pink coat suits her perfectly!" Xingzhuo was still immersed in it.

"Then, as long as you like it, will Mo Yang change to pink clothes in the future?" Mo Yang was extremely aggrieved.

"You, it's not suitable, that pink coat only looks good if she wears it. Xingzhuo blurted out without hesitation, and then felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head to look at Mo Yang, the pink in his green eyes seemed to have not faded: "You are also very beautiful in this blue." ”

When Qiu Wuyan sat down, she met Xingzhuo's gaze when she raised her eyes, and stood in place for a while while while staring, until the elder of the big pavilion reminded her to sit down, she retracted her gaze in a panic, and her heart was unsettled. Why, why is his gaze so unfamiliar, obviously close at hand, but it seems to be far away. ”

The waiter from the little bee held up a cup of flower brew to the front of the bed, the little emperor Chun did not worry about the brew with his fingers, and the crystal flower brew rolled up and down with the flick of his fingers, and with the last drop of flower brew bounced forward, the old man of the big pavilion announced in a loud voice: "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is officially opened!"

In an instant, hundreds of dancers flocked to the flower gallery, each holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands.

All of a sudden, the whole Spring Language National Piano resounded in unison, staggered, and the figures swayed, and it was very lively.

When a full moon quietly hung in the sky, the old man waved his hand, the music stopped abruptly, the dancers retreated, and everyone sat down and looked at the high platform in the center of the square.