Chitose words

Chapter 100 Thousands of sails pass by

The young eunuch Yuan Ai and the young palace maid Wan Luoer, who were accompanying His Royal Highness to the banquet, saw Fu Jingci and both bent their eyes and smiled.

Who wouldn't like Her Royal Highness the Princess, who never shows any airs of air and is always friendly and generous even to the servants and servants like them?
The two young palace attendants saluted and greeted her one after the other.

Yuan Ai is smart and disciplined, and does not compromise on the etiquette. "Kowtow to His Highness Qiantui, may you live a long life."

Wan Luo'er, on the other hand, was much more lively. She smiled crookedly and also bowed her knees.

Then he said a lively and nondescript greeting, "Chitose, have a great New Year!"

"Okay, okay, happy New Year to you too."

Fu Jingci smiled.

Although Yuan Ai is two years older than her and the prince, and even the little palace maid Wan Luoer is the same age as their siblings, for some reason, she always feels that these two are younger than her and are still children. Miles!

The road hurts the bird and is speechless. His Highness seems to be suffering from a kind of blindness that makes everyone look like a child.

Fu Jingci thought to himself, since they are all children, they naturally have to give out red envelopes when celebrating the New Year!

Since I gave Orange Hui a sachet and a lucky bag yesterday, I have to give it to my brother and the people around him today.We are all children, so we don’t want to favor one over the other.

Therefore, the thousand-year-old swordsman, who felt that she was an "adult", touched herself very naturally. The elder's style was just put on for a moment, and she woke up in time and remembered with embarrassment that she happened to change into a new one today. The official divine robe can be said to be full of nothing in the pocket.

To be precise, where does she have a pocket?
The divine robe she wore that day was the style worn at the official ceremony of the Shentai Palace. In order to show the solemn, elegant and dignified style of a goddess, the design of the divine robe not only did not have a lining, but also the cuffs. There are no sleeve pockets.

Therefore, let alone a red envelope at this time, if the Sword Fairy could find a piece of silver from her body today, it would be a miracle!

The scene was awkward for a while.

At this time, the role of the Sword Attendant, a must-have for home and travel, comes to the fore.

Lu Shangque, who had not wanted to pay attention to Fu Jingci before because he was still angry, glanced at them lightly. After all, he couldn't bear to see his Highness in embarrassment, so he silently and thoughtfully stepped forward and silently handed over the sachet and blessing bag that he had prepared for her in advance. Hand it forward.

Fu Jingci was overjoyed immediately. She jumped up at the sight of the pole and immediately seized this god-given opportunity to reunite with her swordsman. She opened her lips with a big smile and praised in an exaggerated tone, "Little bird, what are you doing? So good?"

Lu Shangque's eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

What a sin. When she secretly glanced at him with her fox eyes open and a slightly aggrieved look on her face, he couldn't really stay angry with her for too long.

Yuan Ai and Wan Luoer happily accepted the New Year's blessing bag from Her Royal Highness the Princess, with beaming smiles, as if they were afraid that Fu Jingci would regret taking it back if they were a step too late.

However, no one cared about the third lucky bag in the hands of the poor princess.

His Royal Highness didn't reach out to take it?

Fu Jingyan tilted his head, looked at his sister with a smile, and said pointedly: "Sister, is this too perfunctory?"

Fu Jingci was stunned at first, and then suddenly remembered that his younger brother had such a little-known "bad habit", that is, he didn't like to be similar to others.

——For example, at this moment, she gave this lucky bag to Cheng Hui, Luo Er, and Yuan Ai. If so many people have it, then he doesn't want it.

She paused slightly and hesitated for a moment.

"Uh"

While the Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal was brainstorming and trying to think of countermeasures to deal with her younger brother, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was very talkative, smiled and took the initiative to help her out.

"Sister, I'm just joking. What's more, I'm already so old. I'm already the crown prince of a country. I'm no longer a child. I won't get the red envelope that pleases children. But I guess in the future, Sister There shouldn’t be a gift from Yan’er missing, right?”

the day after tomorrow?

What day after tomorrow?
The expression on Fu Jingci's face was impeccable, but he was really stunned in his heart.Fortunately, her astuteness was not fake. In the flash of stone, fire and lightning, Princess Tianchen instantly understood what His Highness the Crown Prince was referring to, and her heart immediately "thumped".

——She had a rare feeling of so-called "guilt".

Oops!

Today is the third day of the first lunar month, so wouldn’t the day after tomorrow be the fifth day of the first lunar month?

Yan'er and her birthday are clearly on the fifth day of the first lunar month!

She was really confused. She remembered that she was going back to the palace to celebrate the New Year, but she didn't remember that Jing Yan's birthday was also during the New Year. Why didn't she think of preparing a special gift for Yan'er in advance?

Speaking of which, it was all caused by the forced retreat after entering the Immortal Realm. The three months in the high tower temple were spent in a hazy state, sometimes sober and sometimes groggy. People were too stupid.

How else to talk about the connection between brother and sister?

Fu Jingyan actually very subtly saw a hint of confusion in his sister's impeccable and flawless face.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked a question from his soul.

"Sister, have you forgotten what day tomorrow is? That's right, you are busy with everything, so it's okay if you don't remember-"

"Of course I remember it!"

Fu Jingci quickly interrupted him and said with an apologetic smile: "The day after tomorrow is the fifth day of the first lunar month. Isn't it our birthday? How could this sister forget that she will celebrate your birthday by then?"

Fu Jingyan's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Really?"

But when I thought about it again, I still looked unsure.This young man, who had always been reserved and never bothered to ask for attention, now cautiously asked again:
"Will my sister come to Penglai Palace? On this day in previous years, my sister would be in the Shentai Palace and would rarely come back to Zhaoge. Most of the time, my mother would cook two bowls of longevity noodles, one for the orphans and one for the orphans. She ate the bowl herself. At that time, my mother often said that if she ate it for you, she would treat it as celebrating the birthdays of our siblings together."

At this point, Fu Jingyan's voice also changed from happy and excited at first to slowly falling.

Even though Empress Xiaochun has passed away for a year, the unbearable sadness will still hit the young man's heart when he thinks that his mother and empress, who depended on each other for life, are now separated from him forever.

Fu Jingci fell silent.

But the next moment, she gently raised her hand to hold her brother's hand, her smile was clear and dustless, as if it could sweep away the haze in the world.

She spoke with a firm tone and comforted him: "Yan'er, don't be sad. Our mother is watching us in the sky. She wants us to be safe and happy, to see us finish the world of mortal life, and then reunite with her when we are gray-haired and old. This year Sister’s birthday will be celebrated with you.”

His Royal Highness suddenly raised his head, his eyes as bright as the sun.

"Really?"

His sister nodded seriously and made a promise.

"real."

However, most of the promises in this world seem to exist only to be broken.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month of the first year of Zhaohua, His Royal Highness, who had been busy all day in the Penglai Hall of the East Palace, happily making noodles and washing rice, and preparing many ingredients for the birthday banquet, did not wait for his sister.

A message from the Shentai Palace was sent from the Shentai Palace, warning that the earth dragons in the three counties of Dianchi Lake were shaking. The high priest Nanxu urgently summoned the goddess back to the palace. He wanted to use the power of the two of them to jointly activate the astrology of the Shentai priest and the small and large Sanskrit sounds of the goddess. Use the power of stars to quell natural disasters in the southwest.

On this day, the goddess left the palace without delay and failed to attend her brother's birthday party as promised.

Although she prepared a birthday gift for her brother in advance yesterday and gave it to Gong E to deliver to her before leaving the palace.But when two divine horses galloped past the main road of Zhaoge City, and the moment the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" crossed the city gate, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

I'm sorry, Yan'er, sister broke her promise.

(End of this chapter)