The coming-of-age ceremony started in the central hall. The person in charge of the main ceremony today was the wife of a civil official. It was heard that this wife had many children, her children were filial, and the couple was recognized to be harmonious, so such a blessed lady was specially asked to tie the crown for Jiang Qingqing.

The purpose is to share in the good fortune.

The coming-of-age ceremony should have started with the offering of tea, but since the actual birthday had not yet arrived, this step was skipped.

She started straight away, kneeling in the middle of the hall, letting the lady of imperial edict comb her long hair again and again, then she pulled her hair up little by little, and then put on a hairpin carved from mutton-fat jade.

With the royal lady's shout, the ceremony was over.

Princess Jiang of the Tianqi Dunming clan had completely grown up.

At least in Apocalypse, you can talk about marriage.

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head and looked at the patterns on the floor of the hall. She listened to the festive congratulations from the lady of honor, but her heart was calm.

She used the excuse of going back to wash up, and went back to the backyard to change into a palace dress that was relatively suitable for a princess's dignity. She returned to the central hall and, together with Princess Qi Yang, smiled and entertained these ladies with royal titles and young ladies from the aristocratic families.

When most of the people had been sent out, Princess Qi Yang had no more excuses to stay in the Princess's Mansion today.

So Jiang Qingqing sent the last guest, Princess Qi Yang, to the gate of the princess's mansion.

Watching Princess Qi Yang getting on the carriage, she thought for a moment and then said, "Cousin, no matter what, the Third Imperial Uncle is back, so we should at least take a look at him."

Princess Qi Yang thought Jiang Qingqing wanted to say something else, so she stopped to listen to her. However, she found out that it was words she didn't want to hear.

He immediately got into the carriage without hesitation and shouted to the driver to go faster.

Jiang Qingqing: “…”

If I were the Third Emperor's uncle, I would be so angry that I would roll up my sleeves and beat him up.

Jiang Qingqing looked at Princess Qi Yang's carriage leaving the alley with a feeling of disappointment. She withdrew her gaze and was about to return to the mansion, but she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing in the corner.

She turned around and suddenly froze in place, staring blankly at the figure under the wall. For a moment, she was unable to say anything else.

Yingzhu's body slightly turned to the side and moved aside, revealing the tall man behind him.

"Your Highness, long time no see."

The clear voice that could be heard in Beijing in the past now has a more mellow tone, and the whole person's tone has become more magnetic.

The border may be windy and sunny, so the fair skin is gone. Instead, the healthy wheat-colored skin adds a bit of masculinity.

She stood in a daze at the door of the princess's mansion, and only after she had calmed down for a long time did she move slightly.

"Why did the emperor's uncle come back suddenly? It is a taboo to return to the capital without an imperial decree."

She said this, but she still walked down the stairs quickly.

At first he took one or two small steps, then he took big steps, step by step, gradually shortening the distance. Then he stood in the corner, looking up at the emperor's uncle who had grown a little taller in front of him.

I don't know whose yard this wall belongs to. The branches of blooming peach trees clinging on it have already stepped out of the wall, and the branches and leaves cast a shadow, as if separating a small, inconspicuous world.

Yingzhu quietly left at some point.

In the corner, only Jiang Qingqing and Xiao Linting were left.

The little girl, who was five years old five years ago, has grown taller in the past few years and has become a graceful young lady.

The palace dress is dignified and majestic, but on Jiang Qingqing, it has a different flavor.

"Your Highness's coming-of-age ceremony, I don't want to miss it."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. He had only seen her from a distance in the past few days. At that time, he just felt that the child had grown up.

Now that I look more closely, the branches that have been hidden in my heart for so long are inexplicably beginning to emerge.

"How many days will you stay this time? Where will you live? I guess you can't go back to the palace..."

Jiang Qingqing subconsciously began to worry about Xiao Linting's whereabouts. She has been so concerned about Jiang Chen over the years and gradually developed the habit of taking care of others.

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but before she could finish them, a strong force grabbed her waist. She stumbled and then stepped into the arms of the man in front of her.

It was still the familiar refreshing fragrance, but what was different now was that his mind seemed different from five years ago.

She raised her hands at a loss, and wanted to put them on the other person's waist, which made her look a little uncomfortable, but if she put them on his shoulders, she would feel awkward. For a moment, her hands were frozen in mid-air.

Xiao Linting watched the little girl chattering away, saying nothing but polite words, and he was tired of listening to her.

He also wanted to hear the voice of her heart that had been in his mind all these years, so he simply hugged her in his arms.

The difference between the soft and sticky little dumpling five years ago is that the girl in front of him seems to have a different touch.

He tightened his grip on her waist slightly.

[What's going on? Did someone at the border break up? I haven't heard of any failed city attacks recently? ]

She rested her chin on his shoulder, her big round eyes staring at the peach branches sticking out from someone else's wall, her mind full of random thoughts.

Xiao Linting lowered his head, his right hand around her slender and soft waist, and his left hand pressing on the back of her head.

The childish voice in his mind has now turned into the clear and sweet voice of a young girl. For a moment, he was a little uncomfortable.

"Tsk." It was still the familiar unconventional thinking, and he couldn't help but laugh softly.

Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips, not understanding what the emperor's uncle's sudden smile meant, and she didn't dare to say anything.

She thought that the emperor's uncle hadn't seen his family for a long time and missed them so much that he wanted to hug them.

"Have you read the letter I wrote to Your Highness?" Xiao Linting rubbed the back of her head.

He was finally willing to keep a certain distance from Jiang Qingqing and just reached out his hand, just like he did five years ago.

He habitually reached out to Jiang Qingqing to hold her hand, and she held his fingers without any hesitation.

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head and reached out her hand subconsciously to hold his four fingers, but the other party reacted extremely quickly and held her hand back.

The soft and tender touch immediately triggered Xiao Linting's touch. His beautiful phoenix eyes deepened slightly for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

[What letter? Oh! Oh my god, I forgot about it!]

"I read a little, but every time I started to read it, I was busy and distracted, so I didn't finish it." Jiang Qingqing's respect for the emperor's uncle's authority still remained in the past, when she stayed in bed and refused to get up, and was pulled out of bed by Xiao Linting and required to write a self-criticism.

Xiao Linting looked at her with a meaningful look and a smile in his eyes.

"It's alright. It's just a daily letter. I'm by your side now. If there's anything, I can just tell your Highness directly."

Xiao Linting calmly held her soft, boneless little hand.

The deep and mellow voice lingered beside Jiang Qingqing's ears.

"Your Highness, are you prepared to let me reminisce at the gate of the Princess's mansion?"