It was the first time that Zhao Rong had seen such a happy event from the immortals.

However, the novel scenes unfolding above the water curtain did not catch his attention.

Zhao Rong clasped his hands on the table, propped up his chin, and fixed his eyes on an inconspicuous corner of the water curtain, motionless.

His brows were sometimes slightly furrowed, sometimes relaxed.

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

because.

He has Qingjun.

Why did she lose weight?

Well, although I can't see her face, she has lost weight.

I know.

She was thinner than before.

Hey, last time was at the beginning of the year, the weather was cold and I wore more clothes, now it’s just past summer and I wear very little…

Ahem, I don’t care. My Qingjun has just lost weight.

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

Is Qingjun doing my hair?

But her clothes are too simple. When she was a child, she loved to dress up and wear bright and colorful clothes.

Every time she went out to play with him, she would dress up beautifully even though she knew her clothes would get dirty.

But at that time, I felt that I was a "snotty girl" who was conceited and was taking my time to go out... Can you hurry up? What kind of skirt are you wearing? It will get in the way when we climb the tree later. Don't grab the corner of my clothes and ask me to squat down and tie your skirt...

Eh.

Zhao Rong sighed. He was destined to be alone in the past...

He stared at the corner of the water curtain, his eyes slightly focused.

What about her?

He returned to Yu after traveling thousands of miles, and he was no longer the same childhood sweetheart.

When she puts up her hair for you, is she still the same innocent childhood sweetheart?

hiss……

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

Why does Qingjun's outfit give me a feeling of "my husband is dead, so I need to burn some paper"?

He felt a little guilty.

Zhao Rong was just daydreaming like this. As for the other noises and excitement at the ceremony, he just glanced at them out of the corner of his eye and didn't take them to heart.

Because I can't let go anymore.

She is practicing in the house again and never goes out?

Well, it seemed to be the same when I was young and still in the Zhao Mansion. If I hadn't often sneaked out to find me in the Zhao Mansion Private School, I would probably have been practicing day and night and staying at home without going out.

However, Qian'er should be able to take good care of her life, but why is she still losing weight?

Wait, where is Qian'er?

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, wondering how he could have forgotten about this girl...

He searched carefully on the water curtain and recalled the "encounter" just now at the foot of the mountain.

It seems that Qian'er is really not there.

only.

Before Zhao Rong could think any more, new changes occurred above the water curtain.

As soon as Qingjun entered Wangquetai, he stood on the edge of the front position.

Those who came up with her were also near her.

However, the woman in red seemed to be a bridesmaid for the newlyweds at the wedding. She had left Qingjun and participated in the ceremony.

At this time, the process of the ceremony seemed to have completed a stage. Anyway, Zhao Rong couldn't see it, so he could only make a rough estimate.

now.

I saw the handsome man and woman who had been the protagonists of the ceremony, walking around on the Wangque Terrace in their glittering dragon and phoenix wedding gowns, raising their glasses to toast.

They soon arrived at where Qingjun was.

A group of young students gathered there.

Looking down from the water curtain.

I couldn't see their specific appearance, nor could I hear what they were saying, I could only judge based on some actions that the place seemed to be very lively at the moment.

Qingjun seemed to be smiling too.

That should be the woman in Lu Yaoer's windbreaker robe, holding Qingjun's hand intimately.

A group of people gathered around them, talking about something, and there was another burst of laughter.

Afterwards, Qingjun picked up a glass of wine from the tray in the hands of a floating butterfly-winged spirit as small as an adult's arm, and toasted the newlyweds.

After a lively moment, the newlyweds went somewhere else and the crowd that had gathered around them gradually dispersed.

Zhao Rong watched with a smile.

…

"Sister Yaoer is so happy."

Ning Ying, dressed in red, stood beside Concubine Zhao Lingfei, her slender fingers painted with red nail polish gently holding a small wine glass. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed as she stared at Lu Yaoer's back as she walked away, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly I sighed.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head to glance at Ning Ying and nodded slightly.

Many students around nodded in agreement.

A woman said with envy, "Sect Master Xinran has been in seclusion for these years, and Deputy Sect Master Cheng is in charge of the affairs of the sect. For this ceremony, Senior Brother Cheng even took out a sword left by a Yuanying ancestor of the Xinran Sect as a betrothal gift. Senior Brother Cheng has a warm personality and is so infatuated with Senior Sister Lu. Senior Sister Lu is so lucky."

Ning Ying raised the corner of her mouth and nodded, "Yes, Brother Cheng is very obedient."

Everyone laughed again and then dispersed, and Ning Ying also went somewhere else.

Concubine Zhao Ling stayed where she was, turning her head to look at the scenery outside Wangquetai.

suddenly.

Her slender waist was hugged from behind.

immediately.

A fierce and ferocious childish voice was heard.

"Sister Lingfei, don't look back. Guess who I am?"

Zhao Lingfei, who had noticed the little girl approaching a long time ago, couldn't help laughing. She didn't lower her head to look back immediately, but tilted her head as if thinking.

"Chen Yuenu?"

"no."

"Zhao Yaer?"

"no!"

"That's Su Xiaoying..."

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

Ding-a-ling~

The little girl let go and ran to Concubine Zhao Lingfei, put her hands on her waist, tilted her head back, and glared at Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

Her childish voice was not soft, but as melodious and crisp as the voice of a lark.

The little girl looked about six or seven years old. She was wearing an exquisite pink skirt and a string of tinkling silver bells on her two little hands.

Her pretty face is as delicate as a piece of jade, with chubby pink cheeks that are white and rosy, a pair of big eyes with distinct black and white, and long eyelashes. She is a beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, but who knows what kind of a disaster she will become when she grows up.

only.

The little girl seems a little too short...

Concubine Zhao Ling bent down, but found it inappropriate, so she squatted down with the help of her **, and looked at the little girl in the pink skirt in front of her at the same level, looking at her coquettish appearance.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly, squinted her eyes, and said in a tone of sudden realization, "Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Yue Nu."

Zhao Yuenu still had a stern face and glared at Zhao Lingfei with a pout. Her clear eyes reflected the elegant face of the woman in front of her.

Both of them have faces that can make all the flowers pale in comparison.

Only one has already begun to bloom, exuding fragrance, and is at the right age, while the other is still in bud, bathed in morning light and dew.

The two beauties, one big and one small, were in a corner of Wangquetai, but they attracted the attention of many men around them, who looked at them sideways.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and raised her hand to touch Zhao Yuenu's cute hair, but she immediately saw the little girl's eyes widened even more.

So she just helped her comb the smooth bangs in front of her forehead.

Zhao Lingfei said seriously: "I didn't recognize it was Xiao Yuenu, because..."

The corners of her eyes curled up, "Because I was thinking about how tall Xiao Yue Nu was, she could hug me around my waist. How come Xiao Yue Nu has grown so much taller?"

The little girl in the pink skirt had her eyes curved into crescents.