"That one!"

Qiu Liyue stretched out her left hand and raised her right hand to look at the colorful silk thread wrapped around her wrist and the beautiful knot. She then turned her head and looked at Ye Liu, who was very serious about tying the colorful silk thread around her left hand.

cloud.

"Ye, Ye Liuyun," Qiu Liyue wanted to call him Ye Gongzi again, but when she remembered what he said that day, she paused. But if she called him Liuyun, it would be too intimate, so she decided to continue the name.

Those with surnames are welcome.

"Okay!" Ye Liuyun raised the corners of his lips to meet her probing gaze. He took his time and said, "It's your turn!"

Qiu Liyue watched in surprise as Ye Liuyun conjured two colorful silk threads out of thin air with one hand and raised her wrist with the other.

Qiu Liyue pointed at the tip of her nose with her index finger and said, "Me?"

Ye Liuyun just held the colorful silk thread in his hand two inches closer to Qiu Liyue.

Qiu Liyue felt a little embarrassed and picked up a piece of colorful silk thread. She followed his example and wrapped it around his wrist, which was a little thicker than hers. Then she faced him end to end and began to tie the knot. Her long fingers clumsily directed.

The two pieces of silk thread went around and around, and finally the knot gradually took on the shape of a butterfly.

Full of joy, she grabbed the two wings of the butterfly and gently pulled it to the side, trying to fix the knot. But unexpectedly, after this pull, the knot that was supposed to be a beautiful butterfly turned into a gorgeous pimple.

Dead knot.

Qiu Liyue's face instantly turned red like a ripe red apple.

The corners of Ye Liuyun's lips trembled, and he resisted the urge to laugh, then raised his other wrist and said, "This!"

After not seeing any movement from Qiu Liyue for a long time, Ye Liuyun raised his head and glanced at her tangled little face, urging, "Hurry up! At this time, they are probably waiting for us outside."

"They? Who are they?"

Ye Liuyun didn't answer, but just shook his wrist that had been waiting for a long time. Qiu Liyue had no choice but to wrap another colorful silk thread around his wrist. This time, she was even more careful when fastening it, but the result

But it hasn't changed at all, it's just another gorgeous knot like a knot.

Seeing Ye Liuyun lowering her wrist indifferently, Qiu Liyue chirped, her voice as thin as a gnat, "Why don't you let Youyou do it for you again!" It would be too embarrassing if it was exposed by raising her hand.

Got it!

"No need! This is very good!" Ye Liuyun gently stroked the knot and said, "It's unique and unique!"

"Sit down!" Ye Liuyun stood up and motioned Qiu Liyue to sit down on the round pear wood stool where he had just been sitting. He stretched out his right hand, picked up a small celadon bowl on the table, and handed it to his left hand. He stretched out his index finger with his right hand.

He dipped it in the small bowl and drew it towards Qiu Liyue's smooth forehead with a smile.

Qiu Liyue only felt a faint coolness coming from her forehead, one horizontally, one horizontally, one vertically, and another horizontally. What is this?

"Pfft!" Zi Jin, who had stood beside them lightly and unaware of when, burst out laughing. This night, the young master completely regarded the young lady as a child. Only children, during the Dragon Boat Festival, dipped in realgar wine and drank in it.

The word "王" is written on the forehead. Isn't it the word "王" written by the young master to the young lady this night?

Qiu Liyue's eyes flashed, she naturally thought of what Zijin thought of, but before her expression could change, she heard Ye Liuyun's pleasant voice saying, "Before the hairpin is finished, you have to draw it."

Jin, can you reach the hairpin?"

Zi Jin glanced at Ye Liuyun with resentment. No wonder the lady said he had a dark heart. He was clearly trying to divert misfortune!

Sure enough, Qiu Liyue's attention was successfully drawn to Zijin by Ye Liuyun, "Zijin, I remember that you seem to be younger than me, right? Come here, I will paint you realgar..."

A moment later, not only did Zijin fail to escape Qiu Liyue's clutches, but Xin'er was also dragged into the water. Later, even Qingqing and Youyou, who had already grown hair extensions, were caught by Xin'er and were forcibly painted by Zi Jin.

A king character.

Is this the real her? At this moment, Qiu Liyue made Ye Liuyun feel real. Seeing that several people had laughed enough, Ye Liuyun said, "Liyue, let's go, they will estimate now

You really have to wait impatiently.”

At the west city gate, An Xiaoman, who had mounted and dismounted dozens of times, suddenly sat upright on the horse and closed his eyes.

"Xiaoman, what are you going to do? You don't want to sleep on the horse for a while, right?" Nalan Xuan asked curiously, looking at An Xiaoman who suddenly became quiet.

"Hmph! I'll start counting from now on. If I count to one hundred and the man named Ye doesn't bring Liyue, and he comes one late to count, I'll give him a whip." An Xiaoman didn't open his eyes, he just shook his head.

He shook the long whip in his hand, showing his serious dissatisfaction, "Five, six, seven..."

Finally, when An Xiaoman closed his eyes and counted to ninety-three, he heard Nalan Xuan say, "Okay, they are here."

An Xiaoman opened his eyes and looked at the off-white carriage with only a few simple patterns engraved on it, which was driving toward them through the city gate. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Fourth, fourth cousin, this, what is this?"

carriage?"

"You read that right, it's boxwood!" Nalan Xuan understood An Xiaoman's surprise very well. He thought that when he saw this carriage for the first time, he was so shocked that he almost fell down. This prodigal son, this looks simple and simple.

The carriage cost is much more expensive than the carriage made of the same gold.

The king of birds is called the phoenix, and the king of trees is the boxwood. The boxwood is a shrub that does not grow in the soil, but grows on the cloud-shrouded rock walls of thousands of meters high mountains. It grows very slowly, and it is said that it grows one inch in a thousand years.

, and extremely precious. Most people would be overjoyed to get a wooden comb or engraving made of boxwood. What's more, this boxwood not only has the effect of suppressing evil and avoiding all poisons, but more importantly,

It has the same properties as the lotus leaf, coming out of mud but not staining, dust or water.

Before An Xiaoman closed his mouth open in surprise, the boxwood carriage had already arrived beside them. The off-white moonlight door curtain did not move, and Ye Liuyun's voice came from inside the carriage.

"Let's go!"

Smelling the faint fragrance of the boxwood, An Xiaoman suddenly jumped off the horse, stood in front of the carriage and said, "I want to make a carriage too!"

Yue Huajin's door curtain was opened a crack from the inside and said, "Come up!"

Nalan Xuan's thoughts moved, but before he could say anything, he heard Ye Liuyun's cool voice coming from the carriage, "Oh! It's so crowded! It seems that this carriage can only seat three people at most!"

Qiu Liyue glanced at Ye Liuyun, who was leaning on the left side of the carriage, and then at An Xiaoman, who was rolling happily at her feet. Sure enough, it was quite crowded!

"Humph! How can a grown man imitate a girl's riding in a carriage and feel ashamed?" Nalan Xuan's expression darkened, he shook the whip in his hand, put these sour words behind him, and rode away.
Chapter completed!