The afterglow of the setting sun burns the night sky into a deep blue.
It also makes the boy’s silhouette more handsome and profound.
In order to make it easier to work, Ye Siming tied his hair in a jade crown.
The brocade clothes were stained with some dust, but they could not hide the young man's tall and straight figure.
The skirt is half open, and the smooth lines of the collarbone are vaguely visible. The sweaty top makes the thin and strong waist very conspicuous.
Jiang Xiaoran helped to lift the soil and said: "After drinking, you can have a good sleep. Tomorrow the emperor will hold a banquet in the palace and has invited all the aristocratic nobles in the capital to attend."
Ye Siming's expression was indifferent and a little careless: "Why are you participating?"
Jiang Xiaoran straightened up: "For the princess."
Ye Siming's hand holding the wine bag was startled, and he frowned for a moment: "What's going on?"
Jiang Xiaoran guessed that he would react this way.
"In order to encourage you to come out, the emperor held this flower court banquet and invited young masters from celebrities and nobles to attend."
"It has been spread both inside and outside the court that the emperor wants to secretly choose a consort for the princess. As far as I know, there are many people going."
With that said, Jiang Xiaoran took down a bamboo basket hanging on Xiao Hei's body.
"Here is a piece of clean clothes I prepared for you. It's a guard uniform."
"If you want to go, you can only enter the palace in the name of my bodyguard tomorrow. I have also given you a mask. You cannot show your face, otherwise the emperor will definitely think that you cannot withstand the test."
"Fortunately, I had a guard before. He had injuries on his face and was always wearing a mask. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to fool him this time."
After Jiang Xiaoran finished speaking, he found that Ye Siming didn't answer for a long time.
He looked intently and saw that Ye Siming's thin lips were pursed tightly, the corners of his lips were slightly depressed, his face was cold and white, and his pupils were as dark as fire.
Jiang Xiaoran could feel it through the aura gradually emanating from Ye Siming's body.
He was angry.
Thinking about it, it is understandable that he likes the princess so much, but he has to watch others attend the Flower Court Banquet, but he cannot go himself.
Jiang Xiaoran stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "Whether you want to go or not is up to you. If you want to go, I will wait for you at the foot of the mountain at six o'clock tomorrow."
Ye Siming was silent for a long time, until he didn't know if he had figured it out and started to lower his head again to pick up the ground stakes.
Seeing him silent, Jiang Xiaoran seemed to feel the same.
"Brother, I've been here before. Listen to me, when it's time to fight, you must fight for it. Don't care who blocks it. When you really miss it, it's really too late."
Jiang Xiaoran sighed and said.
Ye Siming looked sideways, and his general outline was shrouded in shadow, which made his eyebrows deep and his nose straight.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you from here?
What, have you thought about it?"
Jiang Xiaoran paused and nodded: "Yesterday, I saw Yin Xiang and that Mr. Pang."
"I found that as long as she lives a happy life, I don't seem to be so intolerant of it.
It’s just that every time I think back to the time when I was able to fight for her at the beginning, I didn’t try my best to win her back, and I feel a little regretful.”
"It would have been better if I had been braver. She and I would definitely not have missed it, but things have come to this, and I have accepted it calmly."
"But, Siming, you are my good brother, I hope you... don't leave any regrets."
The two looked at each other, and the mountain breeze passed between the two teenagers, deepening the different thoughts in their eyes.
It's time the next day.
Jiang Xiaoran's carriage waited for Ye Siming at the foot of the mountain for half an hour.
He didn't even show up.
Until the groom reminded me that the time to enter the palace was about to pass.