Chapter 150 Lingzhou is holding Chu Xingchen by the waist, don't think about leaving tonight
Birthday celebrations should still be based on the wishes of the birthday boy. Chu Xingchen nodded, "Okay, if you don't want other people to attend, just don't invite them."
"Then it's settled." Lingzhou raised his brows and became energetic. Chu Xingchen looked him up and down, "Lingzhou, have you grown a little taller?"
"Maybe." Lingzhou looked down at himself, "The clothes I wore before felt a little short."
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Your Highness, did you sew clothes for me?"
Chu Xingchen held his forehead and said, "No, it's not like you don't know that I'm not good at needlework."
She had no choice but to take out the gift she had prepared in advance, "This is a special weapon made of silk thread that was recovered from Wu Niang before. You must use it with caution."
Chu Xingchen kept part of the silk thread that Wuniang had taken back, and made three weapons, one for herself, one for Zhou Buyan, and one for Lingzhou.
She had seen Lingzhou's previous interest in silk threads.
Lingzhou was indeed pleasantly surprised. He hugged Chu Xingchen and patted him twice, "I like it very much, thank you."
He hugged her hard, and the two slaps on the back were even more forceful and generous. Chu Xingchen coughed when he was slapped. Just as he was about to push him away, he quickly let go and ran away.
"I went to shoot sparrows. For the sake of gifts, I will shoot a few more."
Chu Xingchen laughed and said, "You have already beaten the sparrows in the palace to death, so we can just eat roast chicken."
"I can hit it." Chu Xingchen likes sparrows, so he will definitely hit them.
Lingzhou held flowers and sent them to Chu Xingchen. Shen Cangzhu soon found out. After hearing this, his writing hand paused, "He can also send flowers? Who taught him?" Didn't he only know how to send sparrows?
Shen Cangzhu put down his brush. How could Lingzhou do this? Isn't it only Xiao Wanghui?
Ling Zhou proved to Shen Cangzhu that he knew a lot.
The small banquet arranged in Meilin was very good. The lights they prepared before were too beautiful. Chu Xingchen felt that they could not waste it, so they just used it on the small banquet. The lighting was very beautiful. Chu Xingchen looked at Meilin and sighed several times, "It's so beautiful.
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"Drink if you are beautiful." Lingzhou was also very happy, "Although the milk tea you brought is also delicious, Your Highness, wine is still more delicious."
"Milk tea is also very delicious." Chu Xingchen took a sip of milk tea with satisfaction.
Milk tea was specially made by the small kitchen when making cakes. Tea was available at this time, but there were only a few types of tea, and the tea they brewed always added some weird things, which Chu Xingchen was not used to.
She hadn't had milk tea for a long time and wanted to drink it, so she decided to make it herself.
The results are good, it's all natural and has no additives, so you can drink it with confidence and it tastes good.
As soon as I put down the milk tea, I heard Bao Jian say, "It's snowing."
"Is it snowing?" Chu Xingchen stood up and looked, "It's really snowing."
"It should be the last snow this year." I am very experienced in late winter.
"Xue has come to celebrate your birthday." Chu Xingchen looked at Ling Zhou.
The last snow of winter was quite heavy, and soon it was covered with a layer of white below. The plum blossoms paired with the snow are also a must-have.
"It's time to write a poem." Chu Xingchen felt that such a beautiful scenery should be a poem, but she did it.
Lingzhou couldn't write a poem like "Eating roast chicken and eating sparrows."
"Haha, okay, eat." Chu Xingchen laughed loudly. People admired the plum blossoms and wrote poems. They... enjoyed the plum blossoms, ate roast chicken and drank wine.
Oh, and there's cake.
The cake was quite big, and in late winter there was a golden spear and a sword. When it was almost eaten, it was inevitable to play around with the cake.
Lingzhou was very happy. Looking at the laughing Chu Xingchen, he felt that it would be great if time could stay at this moment forever.
His heart was so excited that he couldn't help but pull out his sword and dance in the snow in the plum forest. It was said to be a sword dance, but the movements were sharp, opening and closing, the sword was like a glow, and the energy penetrated the rainbow.
However, it is also full of beauty, with a body shape like clouds and flowing water, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and without even touching the dust.
The red robe swirled with his movements, and the red hairband on his head moved accordingly. It set off his strong and thin waist, making people unable to take their eyes away.
Gradually, Lingzhou's hand moved faster and faster, even the petals and snowflakes on the ground on the branches were rolled up.
Ling Zhou in the center is dressed in red like fire, as if he is about to burst into flames.
Chu Xingchen was greatly shocked.
Beautiful, so beautiful.
And it’s strong, really too strong.
The charm of the young general Lingzhou is undoubtedly reflected at this moment.
Chu Xingchen looked at it with amazement in her heart. She never knew that Lingzhou had such a side. He seemed to be a different person. He was lively and childish on weekdays, but when he danced the sword, he was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes away.
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His sword and body seemed to be able to speak, and Lingzhou was shining brightly while dancing the sword.
At this moment, Ling Zhou was astonished by the time, and also by Chu Xingchen.
Ling Zhou accidentally turned around and saw Chu Xingchen's adoring expression. He held a sword flower and snowflakes, and jumped in front of Chu Xingchen.
"Your Highness, how is my sword dance?"
Lingzhou's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, he was handsome, and his face was a little flushed. He stood in front of Chu Xingchen, his chest heaving, breathing slightly, and even his sweat seemed to be shining.
Chu Xingchen discovered that Lingzhou's face had actually changed these days.
He is slowly moving towards maturity, right between a boy and a man. At this moment, he perfectly interprets this unique temperament.
Such a unique charm.
Chu Xingchen was confused. Where was the straight boy he had promised? Why was he suddenly so charming?
She was convinced and gave two thumbs up, "Good, very good, very good."
Lingzhou grinned with satisfaction, but was still a little puzzled, "Why did you change the gesture? Isn't it a compliment?" He gestured.
Chu Xingchen: "...Isn't the thumb more powerful?" She changed the subject, "Wipe your sweat quickly and don't catch a cold."
Ling Zhou was even more satisfied when he heard this. Hearing this, he was about to say that he would not catch a cold, but when he reached his mouth, he stopped and said, "I don't have a handkerchief, please help me wipe it."
Seeing that Chu Xingchen was going to see Baojian and the others, Lingzhou immediately added, "Today is my birthday. Your Highness, you don't even want to wipe my sweat for me?"
"No." Chu Xingchen laughed, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from the face that was in front of her.
"And this side." After wiping one side, Lingzhou came over to the other side, with a smile on his face without any trace of haze, making people couldn't help but laugh too.
"alright."
Ling Zhou sat next to Chu Xingchen and said, "Your Highness, if you like it, we can train you later."
"Okay." This kind of beautiful scenery can be earned once you see it. If you take a photo of it, you can become a god.
If you put it on the modern Internet, it will drive them crazy.
"Then you have to wipe my sweat every time." Ling Zhou requested.
"Okay." Chu Xingchen laughed. She would prepare a big towel when the time came and wipe it off as she pleased.
Lingzhou was very happy and drank the poured wine in one gulp.
"Hurry up and get dressed. Don't catch a cold if you're sweating." Chu Xingchen looked worried.
"Your Highness, help me put it on." Lingzhou said immediately.
Chu Xingchen: "...Okay."
Chu Xingchen was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took the cloak that Bao Jian held up excitedly and put it on Ling Zhou.
Ling Zhou lowered his head and looked at Chu Xingchen. Perhaps he was dancing with his sword and drinking another drink, which made him even more drunk. "Your Highness, why are you so talkative all of a sudden? Do you agree to anything I say?"
Chu Xingchen looked at his face after hearing this, "Are you drunk?"
"No." Ling Zhou shook his head in denial.
"Obviously." Chu Xingchen muttered without arguing with him, "Okay, you're not drunk, but it's getting late, so go get some rest."
Lingzhou's eyes lit up, "Okay."
After sending Lingzhou back to Feiyu Palace, "You guys take good care of Ling Shaoqing."
Chu Xingchen warned and was about to leave when Baojian was stunned and asked, "Your Highness, you won't stay the night?"
Tonight is the little general’s birthday, a birthday I have been looking forward to for a long time.
Just as Chu Xingchen was about to explain, Ling Zhou stopped him and carried him up.
Lingzhou angrily carried Chu Xingchen into the bedroom, put her on the bed, and held her hands down.
"Today is my birthday, and His Highness will stay the night to consummate our marriage."