Noble Lady Jing Zhao

"Hey, it's a pity that Mrs. Mu won't be going today."

Today, Mu Yanzong will also go.

In such a lively occasion, Madam Mu Zhao refused to join in the fun.

Besides, she was also worried that Zhao Mianmian would not adapt.

Today, the Zhao family cannot afford to offend anyone in Kyoto.

Ye Jingzhao didn't say a word. Today, all the family members of officials in the court are everywhere in Kyoto.

They will all go to participate in today's hunting feast.

A few days ago, the queen sent people to the royal garden first.

Officials of third rank and above and their families all stayed in the courtyard of the royal garden.

Those below the third rank are repaired in tents in the royal gardens.

After all, this is the first time it has happened on such a large scale.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Royal Garden.

There was already a long queue ahead.

The uncle's carriage is now at the end of the queue.

There were guards at the entrance checking the invitations and the number of people one by one.

A group of guards nearby were carefully checking whether there was any person or sharp weapon hidden in the carriage.

"Mom, why don't we go down and take a walk."

After sitting on the carriage for a while, Ye Jingzhao opened the curtain and saw the lady getting off the carriage outside.

She turned back and spoke to her mother.

Mrs. Xie, Mrs. Ye San, had exactly this intention.

Now that my daughter has brought it up, I just follow her.

Ye Jingzhao opened the car curtain.

Just about to get off the carriage.

A pair of warm palms suddenly came into view.

Ye Jingzhao's eyes paused, and his eyes moved up little by little along the broad palm.

"Sister Jing Zhao."

A pair of clear eyes came into view.

Ye Jingzhao's heart suffocated and his brain went blank for a moment.

Feeling the ups and downs in his heart again, Ye Jingzhao suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Seeing her delay in moving, Mu Yanzong moved his palm forward an inch again.

Still smiling, he said to her, "Sister Jing Zhao, I'll help you down."

As more and more people got off the carriage.

At the end of the uncle's carriage, many strange eyes had already poured in.

Ye Jingzhao hesitated. Somehow, for a moment, he forgot to decline Mu Yanzong's kindness.

Mrs. Xie, Mrs. Ye San behind her, saw her daughter blocking the entrance of the carriage and did not move an inch.

Looking outside through the car curtain.

Seeing it was Mu Yanzong, he smiled knowingly.

He pushed his daughter gently twice and said with a hint of joking in his tone, "Zhaozhao, don't keep Mr. Mu waiting for too long."

Now that the marriage between the two families has been decided, the daughter went to wear mourning clothes for Mr. Zhao.

Now that Mrs. Ye San, Mrs. Xie, saw Mu Yanzong, she really regarded him as her son-in-law.

Don't know when to start.

Ye Jingzhao felt his cheeks were hot and his heartbeat was racing.

Looking at the boy reflected in her pupils, her mind was still blank.

But the palm seems to be out of control.

He slowly stretched it out, and a scorching heat spread out from his palm.

Ye Jingzhao's cheeks became a little hotter.

Mu Yanzong was filled with joy when he saw her taking the first step.

But he didn't dare to show too much of his face, for fear of scaring the delicate sister Jing Zhao in front of him.

He cautiously and tentatively approached her step by step.

It seems as if they are afraid of frightening the blooming flowers.

He held the girl's soft palm tightly and helped her down with a smile.

The heat on Ye Jingzhao's cheeks had already spread to his neck.

Now she has her feet on the ground.

It took two attempts to pull her hand away from his.

Mu Yanzong had no intention of letting go.

Just now, she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.Now there was a hint of annoyance on his face. He raised his reddish cheeks and stared straight at Mu Yanzong with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Master Mu."

Her tone was somewhat cold.

But to Mu Yanzong's ears, it was like a girl acting coquettishly with him.

Ye Jingzhao frowned and spoke again, but this time, she stamped her foot, "Master Mu."

After saying that, his eyes fell on the palm held by him.

Mu Yanzong realized it later and quickly let go of his hand, with a rare shyness on his face.

He could only clear his throat, pretending that nothing happened, and turned his head away.

He didn't dare to look at sister Jing Zhao again.

Ms. Xie, Mrs. Ye San, got off the carriage and saw the scene just now, and her heart was filled with excitement.

While the two were talking, they got off the carriage from the other side.

"Zhaozhao, mother went to say hello to Mrs. Lin first, and then came over."

Mrs. Ye San, Mrs. Xie, is already far away from her future son-in-law through her daughter.

Ye Jingzhao looked back at his mother, with a hint of helplessness in his smile.

Thinking of Mu Yanzong standing next to her, she could clearly feel it without looking back.

He stood very close to me.

She could clearly hear the weak breathing between his nose.

Previously, she had no other thoughts with him.

For the first time since today, he stepped forward in front of everyone.

He had to help her get off the carriage.

Just now, she looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and something seemed to be slowly growing in her heart.

She didn't know what it was.

But when she met Mu Yanzong's gaze again, she felt a slight movement in her heart.

She couldn't explain that feeling.

My heart was shaking inexplicably, and my cheeks were getting hot unconsciously.

She could no longer look into Mu Yanzong's eyes calmly.

"Sister Jing Zhao, how about we go shopping together."

Seeing that her back was turned to him for a long time, Mu Yanzong spoke softly and suggested.

Ye Jingzhao had to turn around and face Mu Yanzong.

In order not to let him see the strangeness on her face, she lowered her head slightly, hoping that Mu Yanzong would not see the strangeness in her.

But sometimes, the more you try to avoid something, the easier it is to avoid it.

She hasn't spoken yet.

Mu Yanzong spoke again, "Sister Jing Zhao, you still want to take a rest first."

At this time, more and more ladies and ladies got off the carriage.

Many people have already cast curious eyes towards this side.

Although Ye Jingzhao did not look up, he could still feel the scrutinizing eyes from all directions.

It's not a good place to talk.

She mustered up her courage, raised her head, met Mu Yanzong's gaze, and said to him, "Master Mu, let's go somewhere else."

Seeing her speaking, Mu Yanzong felt happy, but his face didn't show much joy.

After saying "Okay", he raised his feet and walked forward.

There was no sound of footsteps following behind him.

He paused again and looked back.

Seeing Sister Jing Zhao, she turned around and got into the carriage again.

He was about to step forward and ask.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jingzhao got off the carriage again.

But there is an extra silver-gray cloak on him.

Today she wore a light blue brocade dress, with a pleated skirt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns all over her face with silver thread.

Now there is a silver-gray cloak covering the outside.

On the contrary, it gives the whole person a more agile temperament.

The pair of dark and lively eyes on the delicate and white face make the facial features a little more lively.

It is undeniable that sister Jing Zhao's appearance is one of the best in Kyoto.

It was only because the third bedroom of the uncle's house was not in Kyoto that outsiders didn't know about it.

The legitimate daughter of the third wife is actually the beauty of the uncle.