Hua Ling handed over her hand blankly and used his help to get off the carriage.
Xuanyuan Mo did not let go of her hand immediately, but kept holding it.
As soon as Hua Ling appeared, she attracted everyone's astonished gazes. They all made way for her, and Hua Ling walked to the front.
"The 52nd Flora Parade begins now!"
The first step is to choose a flower god.
Women of all kinds dressed up as flower goddesses line up in a row and display themselves like a fashion show. After the display, the one who receives the most flowers becomes the new flower goddess.
The line is very long, ranging from eighty-year-old grandmothers to children of a few years old. Anyone with ideas can join the line, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.
Xuanyuan Mo saw several familiar noble ladies inside.
Hua Ling was eager to try: "Can I go up and walk around?"
Xuanyuan Mo said with a cold face: "No."
"Why?" Hua Ling was disappointed, her bright eyes dimming visibly. "It's so rare to have a lively time, I just wanted to have some fun."
"Be good, there are too many people here." Xuanyuan Mo comforted her: "What if you get lost?"
Hua Ling pulled Xuanyuan Mo's sleeve and acted coquettishly, "Let me go, let me go, I won't get lost, I love you the most~"
Being told of love in public, Xuanyuan Mo blushed and glanced sharply at the people around him with green eyes. Under Hua Ling's pleading gaze, he finally gave in and compromised.
He exhaled a breath of foul air, "Don't run around, I'll have someone protect you."
Hua Ling kissed Xuanyuan Mo on the cheek, "Then I'll go!"
Xuanyuan Mo received a lot of envious and jealous looks. He looked at Hua Ling who was standing at the back of the line, and his thin lips raised slightly.
This seems to be pretty good now.
Hua Ling was wearing a white dress and a magnolia hairpin on her head. She was standing tall and graceful, with a delicate face that was just shy enough, like a fairy from the mortal world, pure and elegant, and peerless in grace.
"There is only such beauty in the world."
"Magnolia Fairy, she is the Magnolia Fairy in my mind!"
"Move aside, move aside. I want to give her all the flowers I just bought."
"I want to send it too, I want to send it too!"
"Where are the flowers? Where can I find flowers for sale? I want to see some in half a quarter of an hour."
The flower seller’s face was frozen with smile, thanks to the Magnolia Fairy, he made a lot of money today!
Hua Ling harvested lots of flowers and expressed his gratitude with a smile.
Xuanyuan Mo pursed his lips unconsciously, feeling a little uncomfortable.
There were three people in the crowd with different expressions.
One was Fang Yunheng, who was obviously very tired but still came out with Wen Qinning. Looking at the beautiful figures in the team, he remembered the madness of last night and his eyes narrowed slightly.
One is Wen Qinning. She feels like she has made a wedding dress for someone else. Her identity and the favor that should have belonged to her have become Hua Ling's, and she has become an adopted daughter instead. She feels uncomfortable.
Hua Ling had already left the palace, so where was Xuanyuan Mo? Wen Qinning looked around.
Another one is Jiang Luochuan. He finally saw his fiancée whom he had been looking for for a long time, but she seemed like a different person, now gorgeous and gorgeous, dressed in luxurious clothes.
His ancestors were once wealthy. The magnolia hairpin on Hua Ling's head was carved from the finest Hetian jade. The earrings were priceless Dongzhu, tributes to the royal family. The skirt she wore was a shimmering brocade, and the scarf she wore was...
Even the decorations on his shoes were beyond his ability to afford now.
Jiang Luochuan turned pale when he realized this, and his hand holding the scroll dropped limply.
I originally thought that since there were so many people here today, I could ask more questions, but now...
It can be seen that Hua Ling is living a good and happy life, which is much better than being married to herself.
Although there was a lively scene around him, Jiang Luochuan felt cold and lonely in his heart. Perhaps it was time for him to let go.
It was no surprise that Hua Linghao had the most flowers. She became the new flower god and rode on the parade float.
"Master, would you like me to call Concubine Ning back?"
Xuanyuan Mo shook his head: "No, just protect her."
If you let her be willful for once, she may never be so happy again in the future.
Thinking of the plans for a few days later, Xuanyuan Mo felt a pang of pain in his heart.
If he could only choose one person, he hoped it would be Wen Qinning.
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