Hearing the voice, Yang Zhao looked at Xier beside him.
But Xier pointed to the top of her head, her eyes shining: "Butterfly, on top of your head."
What?
Yang Zhao was shocked.
Almost subconsciously, she raised her hand and waved it over her head. Sure enough, the butterfly that had landed steadily on her head flapped its wings and flew up. She looked up and saw it.
Golden butterfly.
It sparkles golden in the sun.
But this is not the point. The point is... the butterfly just flapped its wings and flew up, and the next second, it whooshed back onto her head, its movements fast and steady.
"Auntie, butterfly!"
Xiao Xier pointed again.
Yang Zhao waved his hand again, this time directly using the handkerchief stained with medicine...
But the butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, then fell down again.
Fly away and fall again.
This was repeated many times...
Everyone just reacted at this time. Seeing Yang Zhao waving his hands to chase away the butterfly, but the butterfly insisted on sticking to him, everyone's faces began to become strange.
When Princess Yu Chang saw the butterfly land on Yang Zhao's head, her brows furrowed.
She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Aunt Hua.
Aunt Hua then retreated without a word.
Because everyone's attention was on Yang Zhao and the golden butterfly, no one noticed that Nanny Hua retreated, nor did they notice that she seemed to take something out of her waist and threw it behind Empress Dowager Bai.
"Yang Zhao?"
Emperor Wenyuan also noticed Yang Zhao in the corner at this time.
Yes.
Because he was attracted by Bai Yuer's weirdness at the beginning, he didn't notice Yang Zhao in the corner behind him.
The main reason is that Yang Zhao's clothes are very low-key.
In addition, there were so many noble ladies present that the queues were very long just to sit in rows.
"Why is she here?"
Emperor Wenyuan frowned and subconsciously looked at his mother. "Mother, why are you..."
"Shh, don't talk yet."
Queen Mother Bai placed her hand on her lips, her eyes fixed on the scene behind her with a smile. "It seems this is the person that is destined to be with A'ran."
When Emperor Wenyuan saw Yang Zhao who was still chasing butterflies, his face did not look good. Although he looked down on Bai Yu'er, and even looked down on most of the noble ladies present, he looked down on Yang Zhao even more.
That Yang Zhao has been married before, and she is already twenty-one years old.
A woman is considered old at 21.
How can I match Aran.
"That doesn't count."
“This doesn’t count!”
Almost as soon as Emperor Wenyuan opened his mouth, a voice louder than his rang out at the same time, and that voice directly drowned out Emperor Wenyuan's voice.
Bai Yuer jumped up in public.
He shouted at the top of his voice, "That doesn't count. The butterfly clearly chose me first. Everyone saw it. Your Majesty, did you see it too?"
Bai Yuer jumped up and down excitedly, with an angry and furious expression, which distorted her already eye-catching face and made it even more frightening.
When Emperor Wenyuan saw this, he shut his mouth instantly.
"Your Majesty, please speak!"
Bai Yu'er stamped her feet several times and looked anxiously at Old Man Bai: "Grandfather, you saw it just now, right? That butterfly clearly chose me first. The prince's fate is me, and I am the prince's only fate..."
Mr. Bai nodded hurriedly with a look of heartache on his face: "Yes, yes, I saw it too. The butterfly did choose you just now. Don't worry, the butterfly probably got lost and flew a little off. Go over and catch it..."
This word——
It's amazing.
Everyone was speechless.
Bai Yu'er actually ran to Yang Zhao, and then really reached out to catch the butterfly above Yang Zhao's head. But the moment she reached out her hand, the butterfly flew up, circled around, and landed right on Yang Zhao's head...
"Why are you running? I have your wife here."
Bai Yuer waved the stone in his hand.
Then she reached out again, but missed again, and the butterfly landed back on Yang Zhao's head. This happened several times...
Everyone finally understood.
The butterfly really chose Yang Zhao, and Bai Yuer's series of actions seemed ridiculous in the eyes of everyone. But maybe it was because she was just angry, but when everyone saw the butterfly landing on Yang Zhao's head, they actually felt... pretty good.
It's better than falling into that Baiyu'er's hands and seeing her smug and gloating face! !
Yang Zhao's face turned pale.
Especially after seeing Bai Yuer's bold move, she had only suspected it in her heart before, but now it has been completely confirmed. This is definitely a well-calculated plan.
She doesn't know about others.
But she knew Bai Yu'er's personality very well...
"Stop making trouble and take the butterfly away quickly." Yang Zhao said to Bai Yuer in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Bai Yu'er blinked.
Then he began to stamp his feet again, turned around with red eyes and looked at Abbot Wuji; "Master Abbot, you lied to me, you said that the prince and I were destined to be together..."
Abbot Wuji clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, there are many kinds of fate. Donor, don't let your inner desires blind your eyes."
"I don't believe it."
Bai Yu'er screamed, stamped her feet, and stiffened her neck: "It's just a butterfly. I'll catch a bunch of butterflies when I turn around. I don't believe that the prince and I have no fate..."
Abbot Wuji chanted the Buddha's name again and said quietly, "There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. Originally, there is nothing, so where can dust gather?"
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