Chu Lingrui has a cute and lovely appearance, with a pair of lively almond-shaped eyes that are watery and bright. She is not tall and does not look like the Queen or Chu Shibai.
"Bold."
Wen Hongjing's face showed obvious displeasure. He was handsome and usually gentle in front of Haitang, but at this moment his temperament suddenly changed, and his whole body looked cold and stern, which was terrifying.
I guess outsiders can't even associate him with the first eunuch in the harem...
Chu Lingrui was stunned by his scolding, and looked up at the man in front of him carefully, "Nalan Yuluo, is this your new find? He looks pretty good. Does Brother Yi know that you are so..."
Before she finished speaking, Chu Shibai's voice came over, "Xiao Rui, don't be rude."
Chu Shibai was dressed in a crimson brocade robe with auspicious cloud patterns on it. His long hair was tied up in a crown and he was holding a folding fan. He walked slowly towards them with his clothes fluttering, revealing a tall and graceful, elegant gentleman.
The moment he and Haitang looked at each other, he knew...it was her, not Miss Nalan, but the Queen Mother!!!
Chu Shibai leaned close to Chu Lingrui and whispered in his ear.
The little girl's eyes were full of shock, and her lips were trembling...
"Greetings..."
Haitang supported the man and shook her head, "I came out for a walk today just to relax, and I didn't want to disturb others."
"Yes, then...how should I address you?"
Haitang looked at Wen Hong in the mirror, a smile appeared on her lips, "Call me Miss Wen."
"Yes, Miss Wen."
Wen Hongjing stared at Haitang for a moment, then his expression calmed down, but his heart was beating wildly...
"Miss Wen, please come in."
Haitang nodded and motioned for them to lead the way.
Wen Hongjing habitually wanted to help her, but Haitang approached him and whispered, "We are not in the palace now. Wen Hongjing is a handsome young man, so you don't need to help me."
Wen Hong clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves and looked at her with eyes full of surging love.
"Yes...Miss Wen."
Haitang walked forward and said lightly, "Is it okay to give it your surname?"
"I couldn't ask for more."
...
Entering the garden, you will see a lush and green courtyard with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants planted all around, which contrast nicely with a few clumps of green bamboo nearby. There are also century-old flower trees that are in full bloom.
A breeze blew, the flowers and trees swayed in the wind, and petals fell down, some of them landed between the tips of her hair.
Wen Hongjing quickened his pace, stretched out his hand and gently took off the petals, but met her questioning eyes. He raised the petals in his hand, and she smiled...
He thought how beautiful this moment was, the flowers were beautiful, the wind was beautiful, she was beautiful, everything was beautiful...
"Follow me."
"Well... yes..."
*
After passing two more corridors, we arrived at today's main venue, the Lotus Pond Poetry Festival.
As the name suggests, there is a natural pond here. The area of the pond is medium, but the shape is extremely beautiful. It is full of clusters of pink lotus. It is the best season for lotus. It is no exaggeration to say that it is magnificent.
Chu Shibai walked quickly and disappeared long ago. When Haitang was about to leave, he turned back and handed Haitang a veil, "Put it on."
As soon as Haitang saw the veil, she understood what he meant.
This face... is too similar to Nalan Yulo. Who in Kyoto doesn't recognize you?
"Thanks."
The veil was white, thin, and of top quality. I didn't know where he got it from, but it was a thoughtful one.
Wen Hongjing took the veil very naturally and gently raised his hand to put it on Haitang.
Chu Shibai looked at the scene in front of him, and always felt strange in his heart. He looked at Wen Hongjing for a few more times, and it was difficult to connect the man in front of him with that Hong Xixi...
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