Just like the flower language of the newly cultivated Pudu coriander in front of you, pure, true love.

Even if His Highness has no intention of himself, he will never be jealous and hateful, but will silently bless.

Just like another sentence of Pudutian coriander flower language, endless care, beautiful heart.

Looking at the various flowers and plants cultivated in the garden, Hongjing's little face flashed a satisfied smile.

The round leaves of a flower and plant caused Hongjing to suddenly think of the unique round piece of peace pendant hanging around the waist of Southern Xinjiang.

What is the texture of the peace pendant given by His Royal Highness to southern Xinjiang?

Back to the red scene in the dormitory, pick up the various beautifully made jewelry in the dressing table jewelry box and take a closer look.

From the look of disappointment on her face, there was nothing she wanted.

After looking at the ornamental ornaments in various places in the dormitory, his eyes stopped at a white jade object on a shelf.

One of the exquisitely polished white jade objects was a round piece of white jade, the size of two fists of an adult man.

It is supported on the fine mahogany frame, the color is translucent, and it is very ornamental.

Picked up the round white jade and looked at the front and back carefully: "If you can't find the same texture, then you'll be there." With that, he lightly placed the round white jade on the soft couch and took two steps back.

Raising his hand, two coherent and graceful spell movements, a wisp of elegant cyan mist appeared on his fingertips and floated towards the round white jade on the couch,

The edge of the round white jade was instantly surrounded by a circle of eye-catching bright green, and the white jade began to shrink gradually...

When it was as small as an orange, Hongjing immediately accepted the occult arts.

Picking up the round white jade that had become very miniature and taking a closer look, I always felt that there was something missing.

With a flick of his hand, in the center of the mini round white jade on the palm, a round hole appeared throughout, and the upper end of the round hole also had a woven brown silk thread, and the lower end was a finely made brown silk tassel.

Hongjing smiled lightly, and seemed to be very satisfied with this change: ""Nanjiang can be inseparable from the king and His Royal Highness, and it must have a great relationship. ”

The implication is to keep peace, what is the good call?

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly said happily: "It's better to call you Ping'an, right?" In this way, even if His Royal Highness meets Nanjiang, he will not go to his heart, and I will not care about it when I love Ping'an Pei and follow suit. Then he put the peace buckle around his waist.

Although the Ping An buckle is not as bright and smooth as the piece of Ping An in southern Xinjiang, and there is no unique little red flower on it, it also highlights the crisp and cool temperament of the Ping An buckle, simple and elegant.

Wearing it on Hongjing's body can bring out her dignified beauty even more.

When I went to the long street, it attracted the attention of many women, and when I met a woman who knew Hongjing, I couldn't help but step forward and ask what Hongjing's waist was, so fresh and chic, and the whole person was very good-looking.

Hongjing also took the trouble to reply: "This is a safe buckle, to keep safe." ”

For a while, the women on the ground followed suit and hung a piece of peace buckle made of white jade or jade around their waists.

Since then, the peace buckle has set off a gust of wind on the ground, and has become an object that means peace in ordinary people's homes, regardless of gender, and is worn with them.

Today, Hongjing left the dormitory early, went to the garden and went straight to the newly cultivated Pudu coriander, cut a handful of Pudu coriander, and inserted it into a unique vase prepared.

After fiddling with the flower branches, he held the vase and flew out of the garden in a wisp of elegant cyan mist.

In a moment, he appeared next to the red cloud pillar at one end of the entrance of Tonghua Palace.

At the entrance of the palace were neatly arranged guards, Hongjing held the vase to the guard, bowed his head slightly, and said: "Little girl Hongjing, come to meet Nanjiang, and the trouble will be passed through." ”

The guard looked Hongjing up and down, noticing the Pudu coriander in the vase.

"The king ordered that no one should give any foreign flowers and food to southern Xinjiang in any form. ”

"Why is that?"

"No comment!"

"It's... This is the Pudu coriander newly cultivated by Hongjing, and it was specially sent to southern Xinjiang for viewing. ”

"People can enter the palace, and flowers stay. ”

Hongjing was puzzled, a month ago, he saw Nanjiang and Junshang, His Royal Highness left the palace, and Nanjiang also said that he could often come to Tonghua Palace in the future.

Could it be that southern Xinjiang is no longer a gentleman, and ...... Sure enough, the king's heart is unpredictable.

Just as he was in a dilemma, the voice of Nanjiang suddenly came from behind him: "Hongjing?"

When I turned around, the person who came was Nanjiang, and there were two people behind me who had also been seen by Hongjing, but I didn't know what their names were.

"Nanjiang, this is my newly cultivated Pudu Tian coriander, specially sent for you to see. ”

Nanjiang took the vase in Hongjing's hand with crooked eyebrows, and saw that there were many small branches, the leaves were pink and green, and the flower buds were gathered on the branches.

The flower type is small, each one is five-petaled, white as a cloud, and slightly fragrant, like the stars in the void, which is really like.

"I love it, thank you, Red Scene. ”

"If you like it, you're welcome. ”

Wuxiang on the side suddenly spoke: "Southern Xinjiang, the king has already ordered that no one is allowed to give you anything, including flowers. After finishing speaking, he took away the vase in Nanjiang's hand.

Nanjiang, who was caught off guard, looked at Wuxiang in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Wuxiang glanced at Hongjing, took two steps closer to Nanjiang, and whispered, "You don't have to forget about the dead soul." ”

Nanjiang suddenly understood, this is all because of the orchid in order to prevent trouble, and privately prevent anyone from giving her anything.

Seeing this, Hongjing smiled a little embarrassedly: "Hongjing is ignorant, and he doesn't know that Tonghua Palace has a palace rule that does not accept foreign things, and please don't blame Nanjiang." ”

Although it is said that this yellow order is for the sake of the safety of southern Xinjiang.

But the people were obviously kind enough to send the flowers that they had worked so hard to cultivate, but they were stopped outside the palace by a ban by the song.

Nanjiang felt a little sorry for Hongjing, but he couldn't disobey, after all, the lesson of the dead soul was still very profound.

"Why, I understand your kindness, by the way, let me introduce you, this is the Elephantless General, this is Chiwu. ”

Hongjing looked at Wuxiang and Chiwu, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, and saluted: "Hongjing has seen General Wuxiang and Chiwu." ”

Chiwu kept staring at Hongjing, as if he was shaking, and suddenly blurted out: "Oh, I remembered, I just heard you call yourself Hongjing, you are the one who once sent you a pot of Hongjing." ”

Nanjiang asked with interest: "Hmm, why don't I remember that Hongjing has ever been to Tonghua Palace?"

"You were still in the sea of misery at that time. No elephant answered.

Hongjing flicked her sleeves embarrassedly, those embarrassing things were all made by her father.

It was really embarrassing to be opened by Chiwu right now, so he diverted the topic: "Nanjiang, where have you been to play?"

"Previously, General Wuxiang was seriously injured, so he went to the sea of clouds to let him move his tibia. He politely led Hongjing to the palace: "Let's go into the palace!"

When he turned around, he saw the swinging safety buckle on Hongjinghua's skirt at a glance.