Cheng Biyun lifted her skirt, lowered her head slightly, and gracefully entered the flower hall, curtsying: "Ayun greets Your Highness the Princess and Your Highness the County Princess."
Huairou said gently, "Get up."
Cheng Biyun then raised her head.
She paused for a moment when she saw the people in the flower hall.
Not only was Yuan Yao there, but Aruo was also waiting nearby...
Cheng Biyun was extremely embarrassed.
Yuan Yao smiled faintly: "Miss Cheng, we meet again."
Cheng Biyun's hands, hanging under her sleeves, clenched slightly as she forced a smile: "Ayun and the princess are quite destined for each other."
Upon hearing this, Madam Kong asked, "Biyun and the princess have actually met before?"
Cheng Biyun's mind raced, and she said obediently, "Reporting to my maternal grandmother, many years ago, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, I met the princess once."
Yuan Yao gave a half-smile.
It seems that Ms. Cheng doesn't want anyone to know what happened today.
Yuan Yao didn't expose her, and said with a faint smile, "Miss Cheng was only seven years old that year, wasn't she?"
Cheng Biyun nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."
From seven to thirteen years old...
That happened six years ago.
Madam Kong looked at Cheng Biyun: "You must be tired after your long journey."
"Someone, take Miss Biao to the Jade Pavilion to rest."
Is this a way of getting rid of her?
Cheng Biyun considered for a moment, then curtsied and said, "Ayun has traveled for a long time. Go wash up first, and after resting for a while, you can talk to your grandmother."
Madam Kong was fairly satisfied with her performance: "Hmm, go ahead."
Cheng Biyun bowed to Huairou, Huaiyao, and Yuanyao before leaving the flower hall.
Before leaving, she looked up and gave Huairou a deep look.
interesting!
Yuan Yao's eyes gleamed with barely concealed excitement.
Madam Kong was in poor health and couldn't stand sitting for long.
Before leaving, she said kindly, "Today, the manor is holding a flower-viewing banquet. Your Highness and the Princess should take a walk around and have some fun."
The maid entered and helped the old lady away.
As soon as the person left, Huaiyao let out a sigh of relief: "Phew..."
Huairou glanced at the door and said with amusement, "Alright, I know you're boring. Let's go admire the flowers."
After saying that, she stood up from her chair, smiled, and reached out her hand: "Yao'er?"
Yuan Yao stretched out her small hand and placed it in Huai Rou's hand.
Huairou's hands are soft and delicate.
Yuan Yao let her lead her out.
Many guests have already arrived in the garden.
This time, the Kong family spent a considerable amount of money—
The garden is full of peonies, all vying to bloom.
The air was filled with the fragrance of peonies, which was refreshing and delightful.
Of all the guests who came today, these three are the most distinguished.
Wherever he went, guests would come forward to pay their respects.
The guests were mostly young men and women.
The garden was filled with the cheerful sounds of laughter and playful chatter...
We walked slowly in Huairou, enjoying the flowers as we went, and our mood was quite pleasant.
Huaiyao only looked at them for a while before getting bored: "These flowers all look the same, what's so interesting about them?"
Huairou said helplessly, "Huaiyao, other people become calmer as they appreciate flowers, but why do you become more and more agitated?"
Huaiyao frowned and said with disdain, "There are too many people, and it's too noisy!"
There was never a quiet moment on the way.
Every time someone appears, I have to come up and bow to them. It's so annoying!
Yuan Yao looked around and spotted a waterside pavilion.
She suggested, "Sister Huairou, why don't we sit on the waterside pavilion? It's quiet there and there are fewer people."
Huairou said gently, "Let's go."
The three of them, accompanied by a maid, went up to the waterside pavilion.
A gentle breeze wafts across the waterside pavilion.
Huaiyao plopped down on the chaise lounge and sighed comfortably, "The world is quiet now!"
Jing'er and Aruo brought over a food box, took out a small stove, tea set and tea, and brewed tea on the waterside pavilion.
Watching Jing'er skillfully light the tea stove, Huairou casually remarked, "I've heard that peonies can also be used to brew tea. I wonder what it tastes like?"
Peony tea?
Huaiyao got up from the chaise lounge: "I'll go pick one and try steeping it!"
After saying that, the person was about to leave.
“Huaiyao…” Huairou said helplessly, “The peonies in the Confucius Mansion are for viewing, so don’t pick them.”
"What's there to be afraid of? Picking one won't ruin the flower viewing party." Huaiyao looked at Yuan Yao: "Yuan Xiaoyao, would you like to try one?"
"Yes!" Yuan Yao nodded.
She has brewed many kinds of flower tea, but she has never brewed peony flower tea before!
Huaiyao raised her eyebrows and said, "Wait, I'll go pick them!"
After saying that, he left the waterside pavilion.
Outside the waterside pavilion, ornamental bamboo was planted, and many peonies were displayed.
Huaiyao strode over, walked around the bamboo grove, picked out a white peony, grasped it, and squeezed it tightly.
"Snap!"
With a very soft, crisp sound, a delicate white peony, bud and all, lay in Huaiyao's palm.
Huaiyao took the peony and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a person dressed in a white dress walked towards them.
Cheng Biyun?
Yuan Yao and Huai Rou also saw it from the waterside pavilion.
Yuan Yao frowned.
Today, Huairou is also wearing a white dress...
Cheng Biyun walked up to Huaiyao, bowed, and asked in surprise, "Your Highness, why did you pluck this peony?"
Huaiyao frowned: "What? It can't be broken?"
Cheng Biyun said tactfully, "Your Highness, this peony must have been cultivated for many years to produce such large and beautiful flowers."
The peony, the king of flowers, has always been considered to possess a spiritual quality.
The longer you raise it, the more spiritual it becomes…
As she spoke, Cheng Biyun glanced at the sap on the broken flower stem: "Princess, look, this flower branch is crying from the pain."
Huaiyao: "???"
Huaiyao looked at Cheng Biyun, who had a pained expression on her face, with mixed feelings.
Is this guy out of his mind?
Huaiyao frowned, her tone not very pleasant: "It's just a flower. I, the princess, can simply break it. Does it expect to seek revenge on me?"
Cheng Biyun gently bit her lip and said softly, "Your Highness, the peony symbolizes nobility, good fortune, and wealth."
If the princess were to break the peony, wouldn't that be tantamount to breaking her noble status and a life of good fortune and wealth?
This is considered unlucky...
fart!
Huaiyao cursed inwardly.
Huaiyao frowned: "If you're worried about the flower getting hurt, then comfort it yourself! Goodbye!"
As he spoke, Huaiyao grabbed the peony and walked towards the waterside pavilion.
Cheng Biyun stood there, clutching her sleeve.
Huaiyao strode back to the waterside pavilion, complaining, "You've ruined my good mood! You're crazy!"
She learned the word "neurotic" from Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao laughed and asked, "What did Miss Cheng do to you?"
Huaiyao recounted her conversation with Cheng Biyun.
Huaiyao was furious.
This was the first time in her life she had encountered such a mentally ill person.
Speechless!
"Pfft..." Yuan Yao laughed out loud.
She took the flower and handed it to Jing'er: "This peony has a spirit; it can feel pain. When you cook it, be quick and don't let it hurt for too long."
Jing'er suppressed a laugh and accepted the peony: "This servant obeys!"
After receiving the flowers, Jing'er skillfully rinsed them with clean water, then gently shook off the water, picked the flowers, and placed them in a teapot with sugar and red dates...
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the waterside pavilion and in the courtyard.
Yuan Yao looked up and said, "Young Master Kong has arrived."
Young Master Kong?
Huairou and Huaiyao looked over at the same time.
Then, Kong Baiyan, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, led two young men in brocade robes as they slowly walked over.
Cheng Biyun was still standing beside the peony.
Yuan Yao thought to herself: This is going to be a good show!
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