Chapter 85 Big Brother's Blind Date
In the Imperial Garden, spring is in full bloom. The radiant peach blossoms resemble brocade clouds, willows sway beside the emerald pool, and orioles sing melodiously.
However, today, what permeates this royal garden is not the ordinary leisurely elegance, but an extremely subtle, tense and undercurrent "melon-eating" atmosphere.
This spring flower-viewing banquet, proposed on a whim by Empress Dongfang Qiwu and readily approved by Emperor Nangong Yu, ostensibly features a blind date between Marquis Zhenguo Dongfang Liezheng and Lu Yaoer, the legitimate daughter of Minister of Personnel Lu Wenyuan.
In secret... it was a collective monitoring feast for the top gossip-eating group in the entire palace to understand the thoughts of Princess Fuxing, Dongfang Yuning.
For this feast, almost all the heavyweights in the court and harem of Dayin came out.
Emperor Nangong Yu and Empress Dongfang Qiwu sat in the main seats. One of them held a bright yellow teacup with a dragon pattern, and his eyes casually swept across the entrance of the imperial garden. The other held a round fan, with a kind smile on her lips, but in fact her ears had already perked up like radar.
Seated below them were Grand Tutor Dongfang Yanru and his wife, Mrs. Li (Li Zhener). Dongfang Yanru stroked his beard, looking solemn, as if he were merely here to admire the flowers and see his son's fateful event. Mrs. Li nervously clutched her handkerchief, her gaze darting back and forth between her son and the entrance—both husband and wife's nerves tense with the thought of their youngest daughter's impending arrival.
What’s even more bizarre is the little tail behind the queen.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian, who was only twenty years old, should have been fighting to the death with the "Zizhi Tongjian" in the East Palace, but at this moment he changed out of his usual crown prince clothes and put on a low-key bamboo green brocade robe. He held the book in his hand pretentiously, but his eyes were already wandering.
Next to him was the eldest princess Nangong Yue who had rushed back in a hurry. She hadn't changed out of her bright red riding clothes, her ponytail was tied up high, and her bright face was full of the excitement of being the first to enjoy the show.
Next to them were the twin princes born to the Queen - the fifth prince Nangong Yijun and the sixth prince Nangong Lintian, two seventeen-year-old boys, one looking calm with his arms folded, while the other was peeking out curiously, with the same gossipy glint in his eyes.
The four of them had a surprisingly consistent goal: [Follow my aunt Dongfang Yuning! Wherever she goes, there are melons!]
And Dongfang Yuning, the "source of all melons", was being taken into the imperial garden by her fiancé, Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, seemingly escorted but actually imprisoned.
Nangong Ye was dressed in a black prince's python robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his handsome face showed the usual expression of "keep away from strangers", and his whole body exuded a cold aura that made outsiders stay away.
Only when he occasionally lowered his eyes to look at the little person in his arms who was looking around and trying to break free, would a trace of helplessness and... possessiveness flash across his icy eyes.
"Brother Aye! Let me go!"
Dongfang Yuning protested in a low voice, her light yellow spring clothes making her look like a fluttering little yellow oriole.
"I want to go see Big Brother on a blind date! It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Live broadcast of the Iron Tree Blossoming!"
[118! Look! Brother Aye is such a jealous person! He won't even let me enjoy my own brother's melon!]
She was complaining madly in her heart.
System 118:
[Ding! Prince Yong Nangong Ye's possessiveness towards the host has increased by 30%, and his hostility towards the surrounding 'potential spectators' (specifically the Crown Prince, the Princess, and the twin princes) has increased by 50%. Host, you have been marked as a 'key protected (surveillance) target'. Suggestion: Act cute or divert attention.]
Nangong Ye didn't hear her protest (or rather, chose to ignore it), his arm remained motionless, and he only spoke lightly:
"There are so many people, be careful with the stones under your feet."
His voice was low and pleasant, yet it carried an undeniable force. His cold gaze swept over the prince and others who were eagerly waiting not far away. The meaning was clear: Stay away from my fiancée.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian received a warning look from his imperial uncle and future uncle-in-law (of this generation!), and subconsciously shrank his neck and raised the book a little higher to cover his face.
Princess Nangong Yue fearlessly made a face at him. The twin princes took a half step back in tacit agreement.
Just then, there was a slight commotion at the entrance to the Imperial Garden. The protagonist had arrived!
The Marquis of Zhenguo, Dongfang Liezheng, took off his iconic heavy black iron armor today and put on a dark purple brocade robe.
However, this luxurious robe always felt out of place and tight when worn on his sturdy and strong body, which seemed to contain explosive power.
His face, sharp and angular, with a healthy wheat-colored complexion, worn by the wind and sand of the border, was now tense, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his eyes, as sharp as a hawk, scanned the flowers.
It didn't look like he was here for a blind date, but more like he was patrolling the enemy camp.
Beside him, led into the garden by palace servants, was today's heroine, Lu Yaoer, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel Lu Wenyuan.
She was wearing a soft, aqua-blue dress, with a slender and graceful figure and light steps, just like a dew-covered magnolia.
She lowered her head slightly, revealing a fair and graceful neck. Her hair was in a simple bun, with only a simple and elegant pearl hairpin in her hair. The pearls trembled as she moved, adding a touch of gentleness to her appearance.
Her face was pretty and elegant, not stunningly beautiful, but with a tranquil aura that came from books. Her eyes, in particular, were clear and bright, with just the right amount of shyness and curiosity.
[118! 118! Target appears! Quick! Start all-around scan!]
Dongfang Yuning instantly forgot about the fight with Nangong Ye. He tried to poke his little head out from Nangong Ye's arms, his big eyes fixed on Lu Yaoer, and he frantically called the system in his heart.
[Appearance score! Temperament score! Personality analysis! Most importantly—character! Give me a full score on the character scan! This is related to my brother's happiness for the rest of his life!]
System 118:
[Ding! Scanning target Lu Yaoer... Appearance: 85 points (delicate and beautiful, the type that is worth looking at). Temperament: 90 points (gentle and intellectual, well-read and elegant).
Initial personality analysis: Soft on the outside, yet resilient at heart, independent-minded and not blindly following others. Deep character scan initiated... Database comparison underway... No significant negative history found (e.g., harsh treatment of servants, backbiting, love-crazed, etc.).
Initial judgment: A good girl from a good family! Potential stock! Additional hidden attribute: Seems to have a natural affinity for "iron-headed" generals? To be observed.
Dongfang Yuning (clenching his fist excitedly):
[YES! I told you Dad has good taste! This girl is so pleasing to the eye! Much better than the last girl who only cried! Big brother is in luck! Look, look, they're about to clash!]
Under the guidance of the palace servants, Dongfang Liezheng and Lu Yaoer took their seats in the specially arranged seats below the Emperor and Empress, separated by a small rosewood table filled with exquisite snacks and tea. The air seemed to freeze.
Dongfang Liezheng stood with his back straight, his hands placed neatly on his knees, his knuckles slightly white from exerting force, and his eyes... didn't know where to look.
Look at the flowers? The sky? The teacup? He simply didn't dare look at the girl in azure blue next to him. A suspicious blush spread across his wheat-colored cheeks at a visible speed, reaching all the way to his ears!
It forms a tragic yet lovely contrast with his tall and mighty image, which makes the enemies tremble in fear on the battlefield.
Lu Yaoer also drooped her eyelashes slightly, her white fingers unconsciously twisted the handkerchief, and her cheeks were stained with a light pink.
But she was obviously much calmer than Dongfang Liezheng, at least she could still maintain the demeanor of a lady, only her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed her nervousness.
"cough."
Queen Dongfang Qiwu, as the host and the eldest sister, was the first to break the silence with a gentle smile.
"It's a beautiful spring day today, Miss Lu, there's no need to be so reserved. Lie Zheng, don't just sit there, tell Miss Lu about the scenery of this imperial garden."
She gave her younger brother a look that urged him to give her some support.
Dongfang Liezheng froze, as if he had received some arduous military order. He took a sharp breath and turned to look at Lu Yaoer, his eyes sharp (and tense):
"Miss Lu...Miss Lu!"
"ah?"
Lu Yaoer was startled by his sudden roll call and loud (nervous) voice. She subconsciously raised her head, and her clear eyes met Dongfang Liezheng's eyes, which looked particularly fierce because of his nervousness.
[Poof!]
Dongfang Yuning almost couldn't help laughing, and quickly buried her face in Nangong Ye's arms, her shoulders shaking suspiciously.
[118! My big brother's opening remarks! Such momentum! If you didn't know better, you'd think he was going to challenge us! Those three words, "Miss Lu," made the enemy ready to die! It's over, it's over, don't scare the girl away!]
System 118:
[Beep! Target Lu Yaoer's heart rate instantly spiked 20%, and her shock index increased by 30%. But... Favorability Fluctuation Analysis: There seems to be a hint of... novelty and amusement mixed in with the shock?
Verdict: The shock had no negative impact, but rather had an unexpected bonus? Human emotions are truly complex and unpredictable.
Sure enough, after the initial shock, Lu Yaoer looked at the prestigious Marquis Zhenguo in front of her like a big child who had done something wrong. Her face turned even redder and her eyes began to wander around in panic. His helpless look made her tense heartstrings inexplicably relax, and the corners of her lips involuntarily curved into a very shallow arc.
"My Lord... My Lord, please speak."
Her voice was soft and soothing.
Dongfang Liezheng seemed to have received some kind of permission and became even more nervous. He glanced at the rockery not far away and after a long pause, he finally managed to utter:
"That...that's Taihu stone! Very hard! Can...can be piled into a mountain!"
After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished some remarkable task, picked up the teacup and took a big gulp to hide his embarrassment.
In the main seat, Empress Dongfang Qiwu covered her face with her sleeves, her shoulders trembling slightly. Emperor Nangong Yu paused mid-air, holding the teacup, his mouth twitching.
Dongfang Yanru nearly ripped a few strands of his beard out. Madam Li closed her eyes in despair. It was over. Her son's emotional intelligence had taken after his father...
[Hahahahaha! 118! Help! What is my brother doing? Is he explaining the hardness of rock to that girl? Is he trying to tell Miss Lu that he's harder than rock? Even straight men aren't as straight as him!]
Dongfang Yuning fell down laughing in Nangong Ye's arms, and only managed to avoid sliding down thanks to Nangong Ye's arms.
Nangong Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the little person in his arms who was laughing and shaking. A helpless smile appeared in his cold eyes, but his arms were firmly around her to prevent her from falling.
But when his eyes swept over the Crown Prince and the twin princes who were also trying hard to hold back their laughter, his coldness returned.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian bit his lower lip so hard that the pages of the book in his hand were almost crushed by him, and his face flushed red. Princess Nangong Yue turned her back to him, her shoulders shaking violently, and she laughed silently.
The fifth prince, Nangong Yijun, was still able to hold himself together, but the corners of his mouth were wildly raised. The sixth prince, Nangong Lintian, had already squatted down, pretending to tie his shoelaces, but in fact he was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.
Lu Yaoer was also stunned by this unique "scenery introduction", and then looked at Dongfang Liezheng's
"Am I wrong? But the stone is really hard!" I finally couldn't help but say,
He let out a light laugh.
This smile, like a spring breeze melting snow, instantly broke the thick layer of awkward ice between the two people.
She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her eyes moving as she looked at Dongfang Liezheng with a smile:
"My Lord...you have a wide range of knowledge. This Taihu stone is stacked in a unique way and is indeed...very strong."
She cleverly took over the conversation and gave the other party a way out.
Dongfang Liezheng looked at her beautiful smile and listened to her gentle voice, his mind becoming even more confused. He just thought that this girl's smile was so beautiful, more intoxicating than the strongest liquor at the border.
He subconsciously rubbed his fingers (which seemed to still have thick calluses from holding the knife), and muttered:
"You...your hairpin is very beautiful. The beads are...round."
After saying this, he almost wanted to slap himself! What the hell is this!
Oh my god! 118! Please download a compliment guide for my brother! The beads are round? Why doesn't he say the rice is fragrant or the sky is blue?
Dongfang Yuning complained madly in his heart:
[But… Miss Lu doesn’t seem angry? She’s even smiling? There’s hope! Definitely! Big Brother’s idiot-for-goodness physique is about to show its power!]
System 118:
[Ding! Target Lu Yaoer is receptive to the host's 'Iron Man' compliments,' increasing her pleasure by 15%. Analysis: Miss Lu seems to have a low resistance to 'contrasting cuteness.' The host's 'fierce exterior + clumsy interior' combination is working wonders!]
Lu Yaoer was really amused this time, her eyebrows curved and her cheeks flushed.
She raised her hand and gently adjusted the pearl hairpin in her hair, her voice tinged with laughter:
"Thank you for the compliment, Lord. This pearl... is indeed round."
She paused, looking at Dongfang Liezheng who was still so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and took the initiative to find a topic to ease the awkwardness:
"I heard that the Marquis has been stationed in the northern border for many years? The scenery in the northern border must be very different from the scenery in the south, right?"
Finally, I asked about an area I'm familiar with! Dongfang Liezheng's eyes lit up, as if he had found his backbone. The heroic spirit of a general instantly overwhelmed his shyness:
"That's right! The North is vast, the sky is high and the land is vast! In summer, the pastures are lush, and cattle and sheep roam the fields, stretching as far as the eye can see! Although winter is bitterly cold, the mountains are covered with snow, and the world is a vast expanse, covered in silver. It is truly magnificent! Especially horse racing, galloping across the endless snowy plains, that is truly exhilarating!"
When he talked about familiar places and his favorite warhorse, he became lively, his eyes sparkled, his speech became much more fluent, and even had a kind of appealing appeal.
Lu Yaoer listened intently, her clear eyes gleaming with longing:
"Clad in silver, galloping horses... Hearing the Marquis' description, my heart is lifted. It's a pity that I was born in the south of the Yangtze River and raised in seclusion, so I have never seen such a magnificent scene."
There was genuine regret in his tone.
"No problem!"
Dongfang Liezheng blurted out in a loud and powerful voice,
"In the future..."
He suddenly stopped and realized what he had said. The blush that had just subsided suddenly surged up again, even more intense than before, and even his neck turned red.
He was at a loss, and his eyes began to wander again.
"Uh... I mean... if there's a chance..."
The sound became smaller and smaller.
[In the future?! Big brother! Have you finally figured it out?!]
Dongfang Yuning was so excited that he almost jumped up.
What's next? Taking me to see the scenery of the North? Ahhh! The iron tree not only blooms, but also bears fruit?! 118! Record it quickly! A historic moment!
System 118:
[Ding! Host Brother Dongfang Liezheng's 'Straight Man Enlightenment' program has unexpectedly activated! A suspected 'future invitation' signal has been sent! Target Lu Yaoer has successfully deciphered it, with shyness increased by 50% and favorability increased by 30%! Major breakthrough! Throw flowers to celebrate!]
Lu Yaoer's face instantly flushed, like the sunset glow on the horizon. She quickly lowered her head, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Her hand holding the handkerchief tightened, but she didn't refute or get angry. Only her red ears revealed the turmoil in her heart.
Sitting in the main seat, Emperor Nangong Yu and Empress Dongfang Qiwu exchanged a knowing look, with smiles in their eyes.
Dongfang Yanru finally relaxed his hand that was stroking his beard, and Mrs. Li was so excited that her eyes were slightly red. She grabbed her handkerchief and kept chanting "Amitabha".
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian was stunned and murmured:
"So... praising the beads for being round... is such a clever trick?"
Princess Nangong Yue touched her chin, thinking:
"It seems that to deal with Miss Lu, we need a direct attack like Big Brother?"
The twin princes looked as if they had learned something.
Prince Yong Nangong Ye, who had been silent the whole time, looked at the two people whose atmosphere was obviously heating up, then looked at Dongfang Yuning whose face was flushed with excitement in his arms, and then looked at the circle of "light bulbs" around him, and frowned slightly.
He calmly brought Dongfang Yuning into his arms, almost half-hugging her, with a gesture of declaring ownership, and swept his cold eyes over the prince and others again.
The prince and others were startled by this look, and immediately restrained their overly excited excitement, pretending to admire the peach blossoms next to them.
[Brother Aye! Why are you holding me so tight? You're blocking my way from eating the melon!]
Dongfang Yuning twisted his body in dissatisfaction.
System 118:
[Ding! Prince Yong's Nangong Ye's Jealousy Level +20%. Reasons: 1. The host's attention is completely absorbed by the eldest brother's blind date; 2. The surrounding "strange people" (specifically the crown prince) are too close to the host; 3. The host is unable to participate in the core "meat-eating" circle. Suggestion: Appease or... continue to ignore.]
Dongfang Yuning chose... to continue ignoring him. She tugged at Nangong Ye's arm, her little head poking out again, her eyes shining like searchlights:
[118! Quick! Look at my parents' expressions! Is my mom about to cry? My dad's so prudish, his beard is sticking up! And the emperor's brother-in-law, wow, that look in his eyes, it's like he just found a gold ingot! My sister is also smiling so happily!]
Dongfang Yanru appeared serious on the surface, but in fact he was in tears:
[It works! It looks like it's going to work! Ning'er's words are indeed reliable! The Lu family girl is a good girl! She can calm down this stubborn Lie Zheng!]
Mrs. Li's inner thoughts:
[Buddha bless you! Lie Zheng finally got it! Looking at Miss Lu's shy expression, it's clear she's willing! My son is blessed!]
Nangong Yu's inner thoughts:
[Tsk tsk, Dongfang Liezheng's blossoming iron tree is more interesting than reviewing a hundred-jin memorial! It's worth it! Ning'er's live broadcast of her inner voice is comparable to the top star of the royal troupe!]
Dongfang Qiwu's inner thoughts:
Lie Zheng, Lie Zheng, finally my efforts were not in vain. Miss Lu is gentle and generous, and seems to be able to tolerate your bluntness. Very good.
Just when the atmosphere was so good and the onlookers were secretly satisfied, something went wrong with Dongfang Liezheng.
Perhaps it was the "future" that just happened that gave him inexplicable courage, or perhaps it was that Lu Yaoer's shy and timid look was too touching. Dongfang Liezheng got hot-headed and did something that petrified everyone (including himself) - he suddenly stretched out his hand, crossed the small table, and grabbed Lu Yaoer's hand on her knee!
"Miss Lu!"
His voice was loud and clear, carrying the determination of charging into battle on the battlefield.
"I... I, Dongfang Liezheng, am a rough man! I don't understand those twists and turns! But... but I think you're... very good! I... I will treat you well! Better... better than I treat my black iron sword!"
He was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat, and it hurt Lu Yaoer's hand a little. His wheat-colored face was now as red as a cooked shrimp, but his eyes were more serious and... ready to die?
Lu Yaoer: “!!!”
The entire imperial garden fell into deathly silence.
The wind stopped, the birds stopped singing, and even the peach petals seemed frozen in mid-air.
Lu Yaoer was completely stunned. She was being tightly grasped by that hot, rough, calloused hand, and her mind went blank.
Her fair cheeks instantly turned red, almost bleeding, her eyes widened, and she completely lost the ability to react.
[Holy shit! Big brother! You! You! You just did it?!]
Dongfang Yuning's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
[118! Quick! CPR! Miss Lu is about to faint! Big Brother, this move is too powerful! It's more powerful than a battering ram! This isn't just a blooming iron tree, this is the fruit of the iron tree directly hitting someone on the head!]
System 118:
[Ding! Target Lu Yaoer receives a 'direct hit'! System overload! Brain crash! Heart rate skyrockets! Shame level maxed out!]
But… Core Program Feedback: No disgust! Verdict: The impact was too great, but the direction was correct! Host, you are a true warrior!]
On the main seat, Empress Dongfang Qiwu's round fan fell to the ground with a clatter. Emperor Nangong Yu choked on a mouthful of tea that went straight into his trachea, causing him to cough violently.
Dongfang Yanru's beard was literally ripped out in several places! Madam Li covered her heart with her hands and nearly fainted.
The book in the hands of Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian dropped to the ground with a thud. The eldest princess Nangong Yue opened her mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it.
The Fifth Prince, Nangong Yijun, had a calm expression that completely shattered. The Sixth Prince, Nangong Lintian, froze in mid-air as he was tying his shoelaces.
Even the icy-faced Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, raised his stern eyebrows in a rare way when he saw this scene.
After a brief, suffocating silence.
“Pfft—hahahahahaha!”
The first person who couldn't hold back her laughter was actually the eldest princess, Nangong Yue! She couldn't help it any longer, and she supported the Sixth Prince, Nangong Lintian, who was shaking with laughter, and laughed so hard that tears came out.
This was like lighting a powder keg.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
This was the cough and laughter that Emperor Nangong Yu was still trying hard to suppress.
“Puff!”
This was the laughter of Queen Dongfang Qiwu, who finally broke down.
“Haha… Ugh!”
This was the strange sound that Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian made as he wanted to laugh but was desperately trying to maintain his dignity as a crown prince.
The fifth prince, Nangong Yijun, turned his face away and shrugged his shoulders wildly.
The Sixth Prince Nangong Lintian laughed so hard that he fell to the ground.
Dongfang Yanru's old face flushed red, and he wanted to laugh but felt that his son was too embarrassing, so his expression was distorted. Madam Li cried and laughed, patting her chest:
"This silly child! This silly child!"
Nangong Ye looked at Dongfang Yuning, who was almost laughing to death in his arms, sighed helplessly, and reached out to pat her back gently to help her calm down.
But when his gaze swept over the two people who were still in a stalemate, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.
The Imperial Garden became a sea of joy (and embarrassment).
And the two people at the center of the storm——
Dongfang Liezheng regretted grabbing Lu Yaoer's hand the moment he did so! He pulled his hand back as if burned by a branding iron, and stood up with a jerk, at a loss. His tall body trembled slightly from the immense shame and nervousness, his face flushed purple, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word. He just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Lu Yaoer finally recovered from the huge shock. She quickly hid her hand behind her back, her cheeks flushed red, and her head almost buried in her chest.
But in this extreme embarrassment, she raised her head and glanced at Dongfang Liezheng quickly and deeply. The look in her eyes was extremely complicated.
There was shock, shame, but it seemed... there was also a hint of tenderness touched by the clumsy yet extremely sincere "better than a sword"...?
Amidst the chaotic laughter, she suddenly said very quietly and quickly:
"My Lord...you...your hands...are sweating."
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, filled with deep shame, and she never dared to look up again after she finished speaking.
This sentence, as soft as the hum of a mosquito, was like a bolt of thunder that struck Dongfang Liezheng's confused mind.
He suddenly looked down at his sweaty palms, as if he had just realized what a stupid thing he had done to offend a beautiful woman. The huge regret and shame almost overwhelmed him.
“I…I…”
He stammered, sweating profusely in anxiety, when he suddenly saw a clean, fine cotton cloth on the small table next to him, which was used to wipe cups and plates! In a hurry, he grabbed the cloth, pointed it at his "culprit" hand, and began to wipe it... vigorously and seriously!
As if to completely wipe away the sweat and "evidence" on it! While wiping, he also apologized clumsily:
"I'm...I'm sorry! Miss Lu! I...I'll clean it up! I...I'm used to cleaning my armor...I..."
[Hahahahaha! Help! I can't take it anymore! My brother is wiping his hands with his armor wipe! Hahahaha! Is he trying to show Miss Lu how to oil a sword?!]
Dongfang Yuning had collapsed in Nangong Ye's arms from laughing, tears in her eyes, and she was out of breath.
This time, even the emperor and empress, seated at the main stage, burst out laughing, completely losing their composure. Dongfang Yanru covered his face with his hands, while Madam Li laughed so hard she wiped away tears. The crown prince and the others were even more enraged.
Lu Yaoer looked at the marquis of Zhenguo, who was so powerful that he could be feared by the world. He wiped his hands frantically with a cloth for wiping cups (?), like a child who had gotten into trouble, and apologized clumsily but earnestly. He looked extremely embarrassed but trying hard to make amends... She was stunned at first, but then she couldn't help it anymore. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed softly and crisply.
That laughter was like jade beads falling on a plate, carrying with it relief, helplessness, and even a kind of joy that she herself had not even noticed...
Dongfang Liezheng froze in his tracks as he wiped his hands when he heard her laughter. He looked up at Lu Yaoer's smiling face. Although her face was still flushed and she was at a loss, her figure was clearly reflected in her sharp eagle eyes, which were surprisingly bright and filled with a silly, relieved joy.
The sun shines through layers of peach blossoms, and spots of light dance on the two people who are smiling at each other. One is tall and mighty, embarrassed and honest, and the other is slender and gentle, with a smile as beautiful as a flower.
The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, snacks, and the lingering, rich and joyful "melon" scent.
In the corner, Nangong Ye looked at his little fiancée who was rubbing her belly because she was tired of laughing, then looked at the atmosphere over there which was finally no longer stiff, and his thin lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
He lowered his head and leaned close to Dongfang Yuning's ear. His cold voice carried a subtle warmth and... a hint of retribution:
"Melon, have you had enough?"
Dongfang Yuning shuddered, and immediately put on a flattering smile. She took out a handful of melon seeds from her small purse, held them in front of him like a treasure, and blinked her big eyes:
"Brother Aye, you want some too? They're so delicious! Freshly fried!"
Nangong Ye: “…”
The peach blossoms in the Imperial Garden seemed to blossom even more brilliantly at this moment. And the iron tree in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, which had been dormant for years, finally blossomed its first clumsy yet sincere flower amidst the much-anticipated live broadcast of the melon-eating show.
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