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Quiet means that the morning is not like in the past, and there is no need to go to Pei Gang's place today, of course, there is no way to go.

There is no early time for the Qingwen sisters to send the spring flowers.

This date is important to Beshimjima, but not to him.

Spitfire opened his eyes, it was already early hour, he rarely got up so late, but he felt very tired and had no energy.

When he hurriedly washed up, Chunhua also happened to knock on the door and brought the breakfast in.

As he expected, even Qingling's dim sum was not available, probably because he really didn't have time to take care of him in the morning.

Spitfire hurriedly finished his breakfast as usual, and then walked out of the room.

At this time, Besjima is already full of flowers, full of spring, and there are lights everywhere, which is different from the atmosphere of the previous days.

He walked to the front hall, the hall of the heart had been decorated, and the hall that could originally accommodate a hundred people was arranged according to different areas.

As soon as you enter the hall, you can see that some toilet utensils are placed in the southeast corner of the hall, which are obviously used to entertain guests.

In the middle of the hall, a brocade mat is spread, according to the ancient system, this is the position of the person who is the flute, also called the mat.

On the left and right sides of the hall, there are some seats, which are the seats for ordinary guests and those who are watching the ceremony.

In the innermost part of the Huixin Palace, an incense case for worshipping the heavens has been placed, and a portrait of the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyuan has been hung.

On the left and right sides of the front of the incense table, two chairs are also arranged as the position of the guest and the host.

There is also an area near the west side where musical instruments such as yaoqin and chimes are placed, which are used for ceremonial music.

A red carpet leads to a small room on the east side of the hall, and on the stools in the small room, skirts, deep coats, and long-sleeved red dresses are placed from north to south, basically following the ancient system.

Spitfire couldn't help but sigh a little, in fact, he seemed familiar with such a ceremony, but he couldn't remember it vaguely, but he could vaguely remember that the ceremony turned into a bloody case in the end.

It was still early to leave, and the advance notice time was noon, but many guests had already eaten breakfast and began to travel around the island under the guidance of their attendants.

To say that Tang Beiyi is indeed very well-connected, not only colleagues from the Yuezhou Chamber of Commerce, but even representatives from the Ezhou Chamber of Commerce have also sent representatives to congratulate them.

To be able to invite someone like Yuezhou Thorn History, it is no longer up to the connections to decide, to put it mildly, it is called Dewei, Debo is far away, and Weizhen is described like this.

Spitfire thought like this, he still remembered the events of last night, at such a moment, why did the imperial court send such a powerful person to spy on other islands, the purpose is probably not simple.

"It's better not to make trouble at the ceremony!" he calmed down, "My mind is already complicated enough, I still have time to manage so much, do I really think I'm too idle?"

Spitfire shook his head and walked out alone, the weather outside was just right, just right for the day of the ceremony.

"It's really a good weather today!" Feihuo smiled faintly, although he wanted to be calm in his heart, but he was indifferent, "Just take a look at today's ceremony quietly, after today, I'm afraid I won't be able to be so leisurely!"

In Qingwen's boudoir "Qingyue Residence", she had just finished bathing, changed into black clothes with red edges, and asked her maid Qiu'er and her sister Qingling to help her with simple makeup.

Qingling didn't help much, although she was very good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and cooking, but this grooming technique was better than her own sister.

Qingwen was a little emotional, she still remembered Tang Beiyi's words last night, and even felt a little sad, not because Tang Beiyi wanted to hand over "Burning Heart Record" after the Dragon City Bureau, but because of the words that let Feihuo die.

It's surprisingly consistent with Spitfire's previous meaning.

In fact, she clearly made up her mind, stopped making waves, and accepted everything quietly, whether it was Qin Huan's death, Tang Beiyi's ruthlessness, Gao Liancheng's treachery, and all this with her as a bargaining chip, even if it was to push Feihuo to Qingling, she could accept it.

But he can't accept it, he wants to die, and everyone wants to send him to the cusp of death.

"Sister, what's wrong with you, you look a little sullen, shouldn't you be happy today?" Qingling said with concern on the side.

Qingwen smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine, I just thought about it, I'm going to be an adult today, and I feel a little emotional!"

"Sister deceives people, it's all written on her face, Sister is really still, there are some things..."

Qingwen turned around and put her finger on the side of Qingling's small mouth, then smiled and shook her head, "You know what you said, but Ling'er, some things are not so simple to explain clearly!"

Qingwen looked at Qingling's clear and flawless eyes, even if this girl sometimes has some girlish thoughts and jealousy in her heart, but this girl is still her dearest sister, I am afraid that there is no second person in the world who will take care of each other.

"Silly girl, when you grow up, you will definitely understand!" Although Qingwen said this, in fact, she didn't understand it in her heart, why was she still a little reluctant to give up when she decided to do a good thing?

If you can refuse to grow up, you can refuse all this as a matter of course, but no one can refuse.

Time is like a rope that keeps on your neck from birth, and you either accept it and pass it like that for the rest of your life, or break the shackles and live the life you want.

However, there is only one choice given to her now, and that is to obey.

Either she is obedient, or her weaker sister is obedient, which is almost a doomed thing.

However, she hopes that her sister can not be submissive, at least she can have the opportunity, meet more people, see more things, and most importantly, follow her own heart, and eventually marry a like-minded person.

"I understand now, in fact, Sister is running away, you don't have the courage to oppose Daddy again, and neither do I!" Qingling said very calmly, then took the comb from Qiu'er's hand and slowly combed Qingwen's hair.

Of course, Qingwen knew what her sister was referring to, but it was something that the two of them were powerless to change.

If everyone is placed on the chessboard, everyone is a chess piece in Tang Beiyi's hands, and some important chess pieces will always remain on the chessboard, and the unimportant ones will become abandoned children to get through the situation.

I just don't know who is the living son, and who is the outcast in this chessboard.