Although he was reluctant in his heart, Zhang Qingjiu finally took a group of young men from aristocratic families to the back garden of the Wei Mansion.
She had promised Chu Feng early today that she would never cause any trouble to her.
Along the way, Zhang Qingjiu casually responded to the young masters' inquiries while leading them without leaving any trace to the pavilion where the ladies were resting not far away.
Ever since, in this way, what was originally just a scene of one woman followed by many men suddenly turned into a grand scene of large groups of men and women.
Listening to the chirping sounds behind him, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but curl his lips.
Chu Feng didn't want to get involved with the royal family anymore, so how could she not see it?
But after all, this Chu Lan is different, that is Chu Lan...
If she didn't have Chu Lan, she would have finished playing it sooner or later.
Thinking of bringing all the young ladies to the back garden later, he asked them to recite poems, compose poems, appreciate flowers and butterflies, and when he found an opportunity, he ran away to find Chu Lan's plan. The corners of Zhang Qingjiu's lips curled up.
He couldn't help but curl up with a hint of pride.
But what she never expected was that when she led everyone to the back garden with great fanfare, she found Chu Lan, who was wearing a moon-white diamond-patterned robe, standing in the pavilion next to the pool, looking at her.
At this moment, the eldest son of the Wang family happened to take two steps forward and walked to the position side by side with Zhang Qingjiu. He also smiled and helped her brush the branches of a willow hanging above her head, with a diligent attitude and a gentle and gentle tone.
Thoughtful: "Sister Qingjiu, be careful."
Looking at each other from a distance, the moment their eyes met, Zhang Qingjiu was instantly messed up in the wind.
Damn it, does it have to be that clever?
Even though they were halfway across the pond, she could feel the other person's completely different emotions from before, as well as Feng Zhi's wide-eyed look of disbelief.
Unfortunately, there are still a few restless people here.
"Frankly, what you said is wrong." Another young man came to the left of Zhang Qingjiu, his eyes were smiling and his tone was considerate, "In my opinion, this flower is because seeing Qingjiu's lively and cute sister, he wants to touch it.
Just a dip!"
The eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Xuan, whose courtesy name is Tanzhi, is the eldest son of the Yongchang Hou Mansion. He has been established as the eldest son since he was a child. He is favored by the elders in the family and has many supporters around him. At this moment, there is no one who can stand out among the sons of these aristocratic families.
, only the eldest son of Yongning Houfu who just spoke, He Mou, He Zhiyuan.
The two of them had known each other since childhood. They both inherited their family titles and were not in a hurry to become officials. However, they never stopped arguing. Especially this time, with just one look, they knew the purpose of the other's trip and their own.
Wu Er, naturally will not give in.
With a slight sneer, Wang Zangzhang raised his eyebrows and said: "If that's the case, why don't you also go and touch the branches and leaves to see if they are just as cute? If it were you, maybe it is, after all, the branches and leaves are slender and vivid, but the green wine
My sister’s skin is so delicate that she can’t bear it.”
If there is anything about this He Mou that is not as good as Wang Xuan's, it is that he has a dark appearance. Not only does he not have the handsomeness of the young master at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but he also has a rude air.
Although he has a noble status, he is often laughed at by this group of people in private because of his appearance.
Hearing what Wang Xuan said, He Mou didn't know that he was belittling himself. His face turned red for a moment, and his dark face seemed to be burned by fire, which was inexplicably funny.
Zhang Qingjiu was so noisy that he had a headache. He was thinking about how to explain to the people in the pavilion that there was a group of warblers behind him. When he looked up again, there was no one else in the pavilion. Chu Lan was already looking at them expressionlessly.
Bian walked over.
Inexplicably, Zhang Qingjiu felt guilty.
Feeling anxious, he subconsciously walked towards the bridge.
At this moment, someone in the crowd pushed someone, and a hand hit Zhang Qingjiu's back. Zhang Qingjiu, who was in a hurry to get on the bridge, didn't notice and was pushed violently by the hand.
He was about to fall into the pond——
Zhang Qingjiu: Damn it, are you so unlucky?
Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands, and reached out to grab something, thus saving herself from the danger of falling into the pond, but... what was it?
Zhang Qingjiu was just thinking about using the power of this thing to stand up when he heard a sudden gasp of air coming from behind him, so neatly that they all screamed in unison.
What was soft in the palm was clothes, and the material seemed to be good.
When you pinch it again, it is shaped like a belt, with warm jade inlaid on it. If you move your fingers, you can still touch the tassels of the sachet hanging at the middle.
Zhang Qingjiu let out a breath, luckily... it was a belt. If it had been a sleeve that was pulled, both of them would have fallen off.
But just when she was rejoicing, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Damn it – belt!!!
Whose belt did she pull!!
Don't let anyone pull off their belt, right?
At a certain moment, Zhang Qingjiu felt that he might as well just fall down like this.
Until a frosty voice came from above the head, "Sir Xiao Zhang, when are you still going to grab my belt?"
In the last three words, the man clearly emphasized his tone, and anyone could tell that the pressure was obviously lower.
However, after Zhang Qingjiu heard this voice, his originally worried heart relaxed, and his frightened eyes instantly became happy.
With a little more force on his fingers, Zhang Qingjiu finally turned around and said, "Thank you, His Highness the Crown Prince, for your generosity. I am deeply grateful! To express my gratitude, I would like to..."
Originally, she wanted to ask Chu Lan to go for a walk alone, get rid of these peacocks, explain to Chu Lan, and maybe take this opportunity to get close to Chu Lan...
After all, the belt has been pulled, so if we make further contact, it should be a matter of course, right?
But when the belt that had been pulled askew by himself came into view, along with a piece of clothing that fell off his shoulders, Zhang Qingjiu could no longer speak.
Ah, this...
No wonder these people didn't speak or smile just now. Now they all lowered their eyes. They were all quiet as never before. It turned out that they saw such a scene.
His Royal Highness, who used to be dignified and dignified, with a royal demeanor in every move he made, now has his belt disheveled, his coat half down, and most of the white silver silk tunic underneath exposed.
There were no more random thoughts in her mind. Zhang Qingjiu blinked. Should she apologize first or help Chu Lan tidy up her clothes first?
In my mind, when the Tian people were fighting, the man opposite him calmly pulled up the clothes that had fallen off his shoulders, glanced down at the loosened belt, and looked at Zhang Qingjiu indifferently, "How can Mr. Zhang thank you?"
I?"
"Ah, I, Wei Chen..." Zhang Qingjiu twitched the corner of his mouth. For the first time, he felt that he could not speak. He looked at the large group of people around him and blinked, "Why don't Wei Chen take His Highness first?"
Fix your clothes?"
After Chu Lan and Zhang Qingjiu left, the hunched-over people breathed a sigh of relief, with lingering fears in their eyes.
Wang Xuan glanced at He Mou and smiled faintly, "Sir Xiao Zhang, Brother Yu suddenly remembered that there is something else in the house. Since the gift has been delivered, I will go back first. Brother Zhiyuan, you guys have fun."
He Mou looked at the figure who turned around and ran away so fast that the peacock feathers were about to dangle. The corner of his mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched as he followed, "Hey, me too, just wait for me."
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Are you kidding? No matter how much you want to marry a capable woman who can bring glory to the family, you cannot marry a woman who dares to take off the prince's clothes in public!
I can't afford it, I really can't afford it!
Looking at the young masters who dispersed like birds and beasts in that moment, Feng Zhi, who was still at the other end of the pavilion, blinked fiercely: If he read it correctly, His Highness just sent it up by himself, right?
It's so close, you can obviously reach it with your hand, why do you have to make such a fuss?