Zhao Rong is the first time to see this kind of fairy family happy event.

But above the water curtain, the novel scenes that were being staged did not catch his attention.

Zhao Rong put his hands on the table with his hands interlocked, propped up his chin, and his eyes fell on the inconspicuous corner of the water curtain, motionless.

The brow is sometimes slightly furrowed, sometimes stretched.

The bustle of the surrounding spectators has nothing to do with him.

Because.

He has Qingjun.

How did she lose weight?

Well, although her face can't be seen, she is just thin.

I know.

Her body was thinner than before.

Hey, the last time was the beginning of the year, and the weather was cold and I wore a lot, but now I don't wear it much in the summer......

Ahem, this son doesn't care, my Qingjun is thin.

Zhao Rong blinked, and some strange thoughts popped up in his mind.

Is Qingjun curling my hair for me?

But the dress is too simple, when she was a child, she loved to dress up and wear beautiful and bright clothes.

Every time she went out to play with him, she knew that her clothes would get dirty, but she still dressed up and went out.

But at that time, I thought it was a "stinky girl" who was stinky and beautiful, and she was grinding and chirping when she went out...... What kind of skirt are you, we'll be in the way when we climb trees, don't grab the corners of my clothes and ask me to squat down and tie your skirt......

Huh.

Zhao Rong sighed, he was really a lonely child before......

His eyes were fixed on the corner of the water curtain, and his gaze was slightly condensed.

And what about her?

He returned the jade thousands of miles, and he is no longer the unscrupulous bamboo horse.

Is she the king of the hair, or is she not the brilliant green plum?

Hiss......

The more Zhao Rong looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Qingjun's dress, how do you feel a little "my husband is dead, and I have something to burn paper" in it?

He's a little weak-hearted.

Zhao Rong was thinking so crankily, as for the other movements and excitement at the ceremony, he only had a general glimpse in the afterglow, and he was not at ease.

Because I can't put it down.

She is bored in the house and cultivates, without leaving the house?

Well, when I was still in Zhao Mansion when I was young, it seemed to be the same, if I hadn't often sneaked out and went to Zhao Mansion Private School to find me, it is estimated that I would have been practicing without sleeping and eating, and I would not go out at home.

However, Qian'er should take care of her life, but why is she still thin?

Wait, what about Qian'er?

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, why did he forget this girl......

He searched carefully on the water curtain, and recalled the "encounter" just below the mountain.

It seems that there is really no Qian'er.

It's just that.

Before Zhao Rong could think about it again, there was a new change above the water curtain.

Qingjun had just entered the lookout platform, and he was standing on the edge of the front position.

and all who came up with her were near her.

It's just that the woman in red seems to be the bridesmaid-like role of the couple at the wedding, and she has already left Qingjun's side to participate in the ceremony of the ceremony.

At this time, the process of the ceremony seems to have completed a stage, and Zhao Rong can't see it anyway, so he can only roughly estimate it.

Now.

I saw that the pair of men and women who had been the protagonists of the ceremony before, dressed in colorful dragon and phoenix wedding dresses, were walking around on the lookout platform, holding a toast.

They soon came to the place where Qingjun was.

A group of young students surrounded them.

From a top-down view in the water curtain.

I couldn't see their specific appearances, and I couldn't hear what they were saying, so I could only judge by some movements, and that place seemed to be very lively at the moment.

Qingjun seemed to be laughing too.

The woman in the wind robe who should be Lu Yao'er held Qingjun's hand intimately.

A crowd of people gathered around them, saying these things, and there was another burst of laughter.

After that, Qingjun picked up a glass of wine from the tray in the hand of a floating butterfly winged spirit who was as small as an adult's arm, and toasted the newlywed couple.

After a moment of excitement, the newlyweds went elsewhere, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhao Rong looked at it with a smile.

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"Sister Yao'er is so happy. ”

Ning Ying, who was dressed in red, stood beside Concubine Zhao Ling, her red onion fingers gently pinching a small wine glass, her apricot eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the back of Lu Yao'er who was going away, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly sighed.

When Concubine Zhao heard this, she glanced at Ning Ying and nodded slightly.

Many of the surrounding students nodded yes.

A woman's tone was envious, "Xinran Sect Master has been in retreat all these years, and Deputy Sect Master Cheng is in charge of the affairs of the sect. Senior Brother Cheng took out a sword left by a certain ancestor of Xinran Sect as a dowry gift at this ceremony, Senior Brother Cheng has a warm personality, and he is so infatuated with Senior Sister Lu, Senior Sister Lu is so happy. ”

The corners of Ning Ying's mouth curled up and nodded, "Yes, Brother Cheng is still very obedient." ”

After another burst of laughter, everyone dispersed, and Ning Ying also went elsewhere.

Concubine Zhao Ling stayed where she was, looking sideways at the scenery outside the Wangque Tower.

Suddenly.

Her slender waist was hugged from behind.

Forthwith.

A fierce childish voice came.

"Sister Lingfei, don't turn back, guess who I am?"

Zhao Lingfei, who had noticed the approach of this little girl very early, couldn't help laughing, and she didn't look down at it for the first time, but tilted her head in thought.

"Chen Yuenu?"

"It's not. ”

"Zhao Ya'er?"

"It's not!"

"That's Su Xiaoying......"

"No, no, no, Sister Lingfei, you did it on purpose!"

Jingle bell~

The little girl let go and ran to Zhao Lingfei, crossed her waist, raised her little head, and glared at Zhao Lingfei.

Her children's voice is not soft, but as gentle and crisp as a pechoin.

The little girl looked like she was six or seven years old, wearing a delicate pink skirt, and carrying a string of jingling silver bells on her two little hands.

Her pretty face is carved in pink, with baby fat pink, her cheeks are white and red, her big eyes are black and white, her eyelashes are long, and she is a beautiful embryo with bright eyes and bright teeth.

It's just that.

The little girl seems to be a little too short......

Zhao Lingfei bent down and found that it was not suitable, but she still squatted down with her jade legs, her eyes were level with the little girl in the pink skirt in front of her, looking at her delicate appearance.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei smiled lightly, squinted her eyes, and her tone was abrupt, "Oh, it turned out to be Xiaoyue Nu." ”

Zhao Yuenu still had a small face, puffing out her mouth and glaring at Zhao Lingfei, her clear eyes reflected the elegant and exquisite face of the woman in front of her.

Both of them are faces that can tarnish flowers.

It's just one that has begun to bloom, the fragrance is overflowing, the flower age is just right, and the other is still budding, with the morning dew.

Although they are in the corner of Wangque Terrace, they have attracted the attention of many men around them, and they look sideways.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei smiled, raised her bare hand and wanted to touch Zhao Yuenu's cute sideburns, but suddenly saw the little girl's eyes widen.

So he only helped her comb the soft bangs in front of her forehead.

Zhao Lingfei said seriously: "I didn't even recognize it as Xiaoyue Nu, because ......"

The corners of her eyes turned up, "Because Xiao Yuenu is so tall, you can hug my waist, why has Xiao Yuenu grown so tall?"

The little girl in the pink skirt bent her eyes into crescent moons.