Jiang Xiaoran coughed lightly, and in view of his brotherly relationship that he could not expose it, he raised his eyebrows: "I just said it casually."
"That ancient ginkgo tree is a hermaphrodisiac. I heard that the marriage of the Yue Lao Temple is in Turin. Anyway, you all have to go to see the lights. It's good to go under the trees to see the scenery, right?"
Ye Siming agreed in his heart, but he remained calm and cold on his face.
He saw a smirk of insight on Jiang Xiaoran's face.
He frowned and urged: "Isn't you leaving yet? Isn't Miss Xie waiting for you at home?"
Jiang Xiaoran quickly stood up and said, "Let's go, I'm going back now."
When he walked to the door, he turned around and smiled meaningfully: "Buddha's birthday once a year, Si Ming, you can seize the opportunity!"
After Jiang Xiaoran finished speaking, he saw Ye Siming's eyes stern, as if he was about to take action.
He quickly closed the door with a "slap" and escaped directly.
Ye Siming sat alone in the private room. He looked at the delicious peach-flowered snacks on the table, which were as delicate as Gu Nuoer's cheeks.
Involuntarily, the boy lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold and rebellious face also showed a chuckle.
He had decided that on the night of the Buddha's birthday, he would tell Gu Nuoer what he wanted in Taishi Temple.
It doesn't matter whether she is willing to accept it or not.
The boy's love surged, and his hot heart was expected to fall into the hands of his only beloved girl.
...
The next day, the weather was clear.
The beautiful girl Tang Yiwan walked on the palace road and just greeted the queen, and planned to return to Fanghua Palace.
Before, Wan Guizhi was stung by a wasp on her face, but somehow she offended the imperial concubine.
The man was still in the house, but he was dragged out by two aunts who rushed in.
The show girl who lived next to her was scared and ill that night. She didn't say anything about it, and then she said it was her, and she put laxatives in Wan Guizhi's minced meat soup that night!
Unfortunately, Tang Yiwan ate it by accident.
So the beautiful girl was also driven out of the palace.
Now only Tang Yiwan and another beautiful girl named Chen Xiang are left in Fanghua Palace.
Seeing that the one-month period of the draft was about to end, they had not seen the emperor yet.
In order to appease the few beautiful ladies, Empress Du passed them to pay homage to his house.
Chen Xiang has a quiet personality and is not talkative. As soon as she came out of Queen Du's palace, she quickly left first.
Tang Yiwan had to go back alone.
On a summer afternoon, the golden tiles were washed by the heavy rain for several days, reflecting shimmering light.
The heat waves and dry wind blew slowly, and there was no palace servant on the palace road.
When Tang Yiwan passed by an arch, she suddenly stopped and slowly retreated back.
She opened her eyes wide and was shocked by the scene in front of her.
I saw birds singing and flowers smelling. In the garden with trees hanging down, a 14 or 15-year-old girl was sleeping under the tree in a thin lotus-green skirt.
Her long hair was dripping over her shoulders, and her small face as big as a palm was shining with a tender and delicate red color.
The curly eyelashes are thick and black, and the dark clouds are set off by Sai Xue's skin. They are the most beautiful person Tang Yiwan has ever seen.
Behind her are the begonia group, the charming and gorgeous flowers, but not as beautiful as a girl!
Sleeping peacefully like a flower fairy.
Tang Yiwan even breathed lightly, for fear of scaring the "fairy" away.
At this moment, an oriole jumped to the branch on the girl's head and began to cry.
Tang Yiwan waved her hand and urged her to rush: "Go and go!"
With just a few sounds, Gu Nuoer woke up. She opened her eyes, Mengmeng's mist, and Tang Yiwan looked at her, thinking that she had seen the most beautiful pair of glass gems.
Tang Yiwan hurriedly said, "Yes... I'm sorry, the little girl didn't intend to disturb you to rest. It's that bird...it's it..."