At night, Qingcheng was rumbling and falling asleep. His mind flashed through Xuanyuan Yifei's face, gentle eyes, and the warmth of his hands still remained on his back that had been patted by him.

At dawn, Qingcheng fell asleep in a daze, but was awakened by the sound of speaking in the yard.

"Butterfly, Miss Four hasn't woken up yet?"

"Yes."

"The general asked her to go to the hall immediately."

"Okay, thank you sister Jade."

"You have to hurry up, don't implicate me."

When the butterfly came in, Qingcheng washed up and sat in front of the bronze mirror with fluffy hair and worried about his swollen eyes.

"Miss Four."

"What's up?"

"Well, the general sent someone over and asked the lady to go to the hall."

"Oh! I understand. Make a basin of hot water for me first, and then comb my hair for me!" Qingcheng touched his eyes and looked like a panda.

The butterfly made hot water and handed it to Qingcheng, and then drove on her head.

Qingcheng soaked the facial towel with hot water, then wrung it dry, closed his eyes and gently put it on.

When Butterfly told her that she was fine, Qingcheng took off the facial scarf and looked at it. Fortunately, the dark circles were no longer so obvious.

Looking at the hairpin on his head, he chuckled: "Butterfly, you really treat my head as a tree, and everything is hanging upwards."

Butterfly was rummaging through the clothes in the cabinet: "General, please go to the hall. I think I should dress up better."

He took it all, leaving only the golden ring with his hair tied down, and then took out a few small silver beads from the box and gestured to the next position. The golden ring and the beads surrounding him shine brightly, like scattered stars.

"This is too simple! But the lady is born with beauty and looks good no matter what." Butterfly looked at Qingcheng and said as she helped her put on her moon-white robe.

"You can only speak, but you still listen to it." Qingcheng said with a smile on his forehead.

"Shame, the lady is not ashamed."

"Shame, where is the shame?"

In this way, he smiled all the way out of the yard. When he arrived at the hall, Qingcheng stopped, calmed down, took a deep breath and walked in.

In the center of the hall, a man inlaid with jade purple gold crown, in a gorgeous dress, with a handsome and handsome man. He tapped his fingers on the coffee table, and his expression was as domineering as a king, but he seemed impatient at this time. On the left and right sides were the eldest prince Xuanyuan Yifei, the demon prince Ji Jingren, the general's father, the brothers Qingyang and Qingze.

When he saw Qingcheng coming, the general seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief. Xuanyuan Yifei smiled gently at her, and Qingcheng's heart immediately felt like a deer bumping. Ji Jingbian's eyes were still cold. Qingyang was full of disdain, and Qingze's eyes were full of thought. The most unique thing was the person sitting in the main seat. When he saw Qingcheng coming, he immediately walked down from the seat with a smile, grabbed her hand, and without waiting for Qingcheng to speak, he asked loudly: "You are the four young ladies of Qingcheng, the Yan family with both talent and beauty."

Qingcheng didn't know why, so he looked at his father and saw that he didn't seem to see all this.

Qingcheng took a step back, accidentally pulled out his hand that he was being shaken, and gave a gift: "The little woman is Yan Qingcheng. I don't know the young master..."

Before Qingcheng could speak, he immediately took it over and said with a smile: "My name is Xuanyuan Chengtian, who is Tianchen's prince. Xuanyuan Yifei is my royal brother. Today I was looking for the Qingyang brothers to visit the countryside. But Yifei said that Qingyang has a talented and beautiful sister, and I couldn't help but want to see it."

"After speaking, the little girl is a little talented, a shallow and mediocre appearance, and she can be seen by the young master." Qingcheng saw Xuanyuan Chengtian's cheerful personality, and couldn't help but feel relieved and be a little humble.

"Qingcheng, you really don't ask me to wait in vain! If you are with you, it will not be boring." Xuanyuan Chengtian laughed loudly, as if he was extremely happy.

"The prince's meaning is to let the little girl Qingcheng accompany you." The general asked as if he was uncertain.

"Well, does the general disagree?" Xuanyuan Chengtian was a little unhappy.

"No, I'm afraid that the little girl will bother Your Highness."

"But we never took a woman when we went out, let alone to Lingxiao Mountain." Qingze reminded.

"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Chengtian began to feel a little unhappy and came with domineering aura.

"Really? Will you bring me with you when you go out for fun?" Qingcheng looked at Xuanyuan Chengtian and was overjoyed. He had been looking at the mountain for more than a year, and was eager to know what was there on the other side of the mountain?

"Well, let's go now!" Xuanyuan Chengtian said with a smile.

Qingcheng touched his clothes: "Your Highness, please wait for me."

After saying that, he blew out like a wind. He ran back to Lanzhu, immediately changed into men's clothes, untied his hair and wanted to tie it into a man's hairstyle. But he couldn't do it well.

Butterfly ran in. When she saw Qingcheng's appearance, she took her hair with a smile: "Miss Four, I'll do it."

The hair was tied up by the butterfly after a few strokes. Qingcheng looked at the butterfly and had a whole set of clothes: "Butterfly, let's go!"

"Um"

When Qingcheng entered the hall like this, everyone looked at her with different expressions.

Xuanyuan Yifei looked at her with a smile; Ji Jingren was full of fun; Qingyang looked puzzled; Qingze seemed to be laughing; the prince stood up and opened his mouth wide, and after a long time he closed and pointed at her, he laughed and asked: "You really went to change to men's clothes."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Qingcheng asked in confusion.

"After you leave, we bet, guess what you have done. I guess you must go back to dress up. Yifei said you have changed clothes, and it is also men's clothing. Jingren said you went to take out the things you traveled. Qingyang simply said that you didn't know. Qingze said you were going to prepare for the food you traveled out. Haha, Qingcheng, you are really hard to figure out. After meeting you, what unexpected things seem to be inevitable." Xuanyuan Chengtianle laughed loudly and looked at Xuanyuan Yifei: "We lost. Look at what you like about us, you can choose one."

Xuanyuan Yifei smiled faintly: "These are all won because of Qingcheng, so I'll give them all to Qingcheng."

Turning around and looking at Qingcheng: "You can pick something you like from them."

"Can I?" Qingcheng looked at the general's father's majestic face.

Xuanyuan Chengtian looked at him sideways: "General, let's go down first, don't entertain us here."

"Yes." Before leaving, he glanced at Qingcheng, which had a profound meaning.

"Let's start!" Xuanyuan Chengtian said with a smile. Why did that sound sound like in Qingcheng?

Everyone started to take out what they were on.

Qingyang had several silver notes on his body, an exquisite dagger. Qingcheng ignored Qingyang's reluctance to take away the dagger and put it on his waist.

In addition to some silver notes, Qingze also had a paper fan. Qingcheng showed his fan: "It's it."

Jingren had a stack of silver notes and two jade pendants. Qingcheng glanced at Jingren and looked at Jingren: "You still have something on you."

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Jingbian.

"I don't." Cold and simple.

"Then what's in your sleeve?" Qingcheng asked, pointing to his left sleeve.

Jingbian lifted up his sleeves, and a dark red sleeve arrow that was shining brightly was revealed. "Does Miss Yan Si want this?"

"Well, I want this."

Jingbian untied the sleeve arrow and handed it over. Qingcheng happily put it on and admired it himself and turned around and asked the butterfly: "Is it good looking?"

"Miss, that's a man's thing." Butterfly reminded in a low voice as she looked at the playful Qingcheng.

"I like."

There is still a prince who has not been chosen. Qingcheng walked up to him and was considering whether he was the prince.

Xuanyuan Chengtian spoke, "There is nothing good on them. I'll give you a good one now." After that, he pulled out a jade pendant from his clothes and put it on Qingcheng's neck without saying a word.

"Your Highness, no." The few people present said in unison.

Is there anything good? Qingcheng looked through it. I saw a jade pendant tied on a thin pure gold thread with the word "天" engraved on it.

Since everyone said it was impossible, it must be a valuable thing for the prince. He didn't want any of their heirlooms. Qingcheng thought about it and took it down and handed it to Xuanyuan Chengtian.

Xuanyuan Chengtian took it, put it on Qingcheng's neck, and said unhappily: "If you give it to you, you can wear it well. What's the point? But this is my amulet, don't lose it."

"The prince even gave Qingcheng a protective jade pendant, how could Yifei be stingy?" As he said that, he put a string of cold beads on Qingcheng's left wrist.

Qingcheng lowered his head and was a string of night pearls, emitting a faint glow on his wrist.

"You are not within the scope of her selection of items." Xuanyuan Chengtian seemed a little angry.

Xuanyuan Yifei refused to refuse.

The atmosphere was a bit unharmonious. Qingcheng immediately said: "Didn't you say you're going out? If you don't leave, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"Well, let's go now." Xuanyuan Chengtian replied with a smile.
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