The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"What gift?" Yun Qiangyue didn't have much interest.

"Uncle Meng went to invite the lady that day, and the lady did not come back. The seven princes said they would give the gifts to you in person, so they didn't stay. The slave-servant didn't know. But the seven princes are so handsome! They are better than the four princes and princes. Your Royal Highness, Prince Yeran, and our sons are even more beautiful!" Cailian laughed.

"Huh?" Yun Qingyue remembered that he didn't see the face of the Seventh Prince twice, and smiled, "What about Birongjing?"

"Beijing Shizi?" Cailian froze, shaking her head. "The Seventh Prince and Jingshizi are different people! There is no way to compare."

Yun Qianyue looked at Mother Zhao and listened to Snow and Rain, "Have you seen the Seventh Prince too?"

The three nodded together, "See you!"

"Miss, the Seventh Prince came to our Qianyue Pavilion that day, so we all saw it!" Cailian said.

"He actually entered the Qingyue Pavilion?" Yun Qianyue looked at Mother Zhao. "Mother Zhao, have you been in Fufu for the longest time? Have you seen the Seventh Prince before?"

"No! The old slave has never seen the Seventh Prince before." Mother Zhao shook her head. "The Seventh Prince has visited our house from the future. This is the first time he has come."

Yun Qianyue nodded. It seems that she and the seven princes could only ask clearly in person after seeing the seven princes. She said wearily: "I want to sleep. You all go out! I won't let anyone quarrel if I don't wake up."

"Miss, you haven't eaten yet!" Cailian froze.

"Stop eating! I'm sleepy now and want to sleep! You close the door, no one is allowed to disturb me." Yun Qianyue stretched out her hand and closed her eyes.

Cailian looked at Ms. Zhao. Ms. Zhao nodded, and several people turned to leave the room. Although they didn't spend a long time with Yunqianyue, they sensitively felt that today's young lady had something to worry about and was very heavy.

The room was quiet, but Yun Qingyue was not at all sleepy.

Within a moment, the sky suddenly dimmed, the lightning flashed, and the heavy rain poured down.

Yun Qianyue thought of the unpredictable situation in the sky, just like the face of the old emperor, who knew when it would change. But the quiet days have passed a long time, and the excitement is not bad. She wanted to see how the old emperor played her chess piece...

It rained for half a day and one night, the next day the sky cleared, it was clear blue sky, the sun was shining brightly.

Yun Qianyue had been listening to the thunder and thunder outside the window, and she didn't want to think about anything. She lay quietly on the bed like that, and she didn't fall asleep until the heavy rain stopped. This sleep is day and night.

Cailian Mother Zhao and others had already received her orders and did not dare to call her to wake up. Everyone in the Qingyue Pavilion was crippled by their work and dared not make a sound. During the period, there was no one to disturb the Qingyue Pavilion.

The third day, the seventh day of July, is the annual Qiqiao Festival of the Holy Saint Dynasty.

When he got up early in the morning, King Yun's mansion began to be lively, and there was a lot of movement and laughter.

Yun Qianyue was awakened and opened her eyes. The scene in the room was familiar and strange. She was stunned for a moment before she pushed the quilt off and got out of bed. Opening the door, all the little girls in Cailian, Tingxue, Tingyu and Qianyuege are all dressed brightly, their eyebrows are powdery, and they are beaming, even Ms. Zhao has changed into a new dress. They looked at them strangely and asked, "What's the joy? What makes you so happy one by one?"

"Miss, are you awake?" Cailian hurriedly came over and looked at Yun Qingyue with joy, "Miss overslept again, today is Qi Qiao Festival! Everyone in this house is preparing for Qi Qiao at night now. !The slaves are also preparing!"

"Oh!" Yun Qingyue nodded, thinking that life was really fast!

"Miss, you have slept for two days and two nights, are you hungry? The old slave will go and serve you breakfast." Mother Zhao looked at Yun Qingyue and saw her nod, and she hurried to the kitchen.

"Miss, the slave-maid is also preparing for you what Qiqiao uses today! What do you like to use Qiqiao?" Cailian asked.

"What is there?" Yun Qiangyue leaned against the door frame and asked lazily.

"There are many! Candlesticks, incense burners, fruits, embroidery, colored silk, knots, sachets, etc., can be used for Qiqiao." Cailian said.

Yun Qingyue heard the words "scented sachet" and thought of her embroidered half of the sachet. Suddenly there was a dull feeling in her heart. She did not answer and turned back to the room.

Cailian froze, and quickly stepped up to follow the house.

After entering the room, Yun Qingyue saw the package placed on the soft couch at a glance. She walked over to open the package and saw that the half-cut embroidered sachet was placed on the top of the clothes. She looked at it quietly. The eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Miss?" Cailian looked at Yun Qingyue puzzledly, and her eyes fell on the sachet above the opened package. She suddenly wondered: "There are still half-embroidered sachets here?" When I picked it up, I was amazed, "It's still a sachet with double-sided embroidery! It's so fresh! And the craft is so good, miss, who is this..."

Cailian's words didn't feel right at half, and she looked up at Yun Qiangyue. She saw Yun Qianyue pursing her lips and didn't know what to think about. The expression on her face was something she had never seen before, like a thick cloud, There is nothing in between the eyebrows. She paused and shouted carefully, "Miss, what are you doing?"

Yun Qianyue looked away from the sachet, pulled the corner of his mouth, and shook his head, "Nothing!"

Although Cailian knew that Yun Qingyue must have something to worry about, but the young lady did not say that she learned well now and no longer explored, she looked at the sachet and exclaimed: "How come this sachet has been embroidered in half? It would be nice if all of them were embroidered. This kind of craftsmanship, let’s not say our heavenly capital, even the whole world can’t find a second one. Even if the slave girl looks at the craftsmanship of the money basket, it’s not enough."

Yun Qianyue didn't speak, and looked out of the window, some drifting away.

"Such crescent moon-like silk brocade seems to be the only one in the world!" Cailian looked back and forth at the sachet. "Miss, is the girl in the green dress serving beside Jing Shizi picking the wrong clothes for the lady? Otherwise? Why is this half-cut sachet in your package?"

Yun Qianyue still didn't speak.

Cailian sensitively felt that this sachet was probably related to the young lady. She gently put the sachet down and looked at Yun Qiangyue's back, and asked again, "Miss, do you want to use anything for a coincidence? Is Jing Shizi today? Are you begging together?"

"I'm not begging for cleverness today. Go and beg for yourself!" Yun Qingyue turned back to the Qingshui basin to clean the noodles.

Cailian was surprised for a while, "Miss, today is Tianshen's annual Qi Qiao Festival. All the women in Tian Sheng are begging on this day. Even the empresses and concubines in the palace and other concubines in the palace They are equally begging. Some people pray for marriage, some people pray for blessing for perfection, some people pray for peace and happiness, and some people pray for children and grandchildren, etc. You are just getting married this year, how can you not beg for a coincidence?"

"I don't want to beg, and I have nothing to pray for," Yun Qianyue said.

Cailian looked at Yun Qianyue, opened her mouth, and whispered halfway through, "Are you in conflict with Jing Shizi?"

contradiction? Yun Qingyue covered Juanpa in his face, thinking that it would be nice if there were real conflicts. The problems between them cannot be solved by a single contradiction. The dissipated stagnation rushed to her chest again, and she waved her hand, "Go whatever you do, I'm not begging, don't talk anymore!"

Cailian immediately stopped her mouth, turned and walked out, and walked two steps again: "The slave-servant will comb your hair!"

"I combed myself!" Yun Qiangyue stood in front of the basin with Juanpa's face upturned.

Cailian was surprised for a moment, nodded, and went out. Although she usually twitched her mouth a bit, but she was actually a careful-minded master, thinking that the thoughts of the young lady must be related to Jing Shizi.

Yun Qingyue stood for a moment, put down Juanpa, turned around and walked to the dresser to sit down. Her beautiful face was reflected in the mirror. This face was bright and bright in the past, but today is a bit melancholy. She frowned and put aside her face. Without looking at the mirror, he reached out and picked up the comb. He gently held the three-foot blue silk, thinking uncontrollably in his mind that there had been someone who had given his hair for the past few days, dressing the mirror, pleasing to the eye...

The hand stopped involuntarily, and suddenly the comb in his hand could not move the three-foot blue silk anymore.

"Miss, let's eat first! Comb for a while." Mother Zhao came in carrying her meal and said softly.

Yun Qingyue didn't answer, looked at the mirror, and after a while, continued to pick up the comb, followed by the hair bun that Rong Jing gave her every day, and his hands were wrapped around and he quickly combed the blue silk. Plugging in the hosta and stepping, she stood up, walked to the table and sat down, looking at the dishes and soups of a table. No matter how the dishes or styles were, she couldn't match the craftsmanship in Zizhuyuan. She was sitting still, feeling a little deep in her heart.

"Miss? What's the matter? Did the old slave do this to your bad appetite today? The old slave thought that you hadn't eaten for two days and was afraid of hurting your appetite. So she made more soft appetite food, but it was a bit lighter. If you have no appetite, the old slave will do it again." Ms. Zhao asked Yun Qianyue to sit still and asked tentatively.

"No, very good!" Yun Qingyue picked up the chopsticks.

Mother Zhao saw Yun Qingyue started to eat, and she immediately felt relieved and turned back.

Yun Qianyue took a few bites, suddenly stood up, threw the chopsticks in his hand, and said angrily: "There are still endless! Don't you always dangle in front of my eyes?"

"Little girl, don't scare me, but I haven't seen you for several days, why did you always dangle in front of your eyes?" Ye Qingran walked in from the door and smiled at Yun Qianyue's somber face Road.

Yun Qingyue was stunned, looking at Ye Qingran a little stunnedly, "Why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you for a few days, come and take a look." Ye Qingran walked in, the bead curtain swayed behind him, making a clear sound. His voice was as soft as before, and came to Yun Qianyue to raise his eyebrows. Holding her, "I heard you lose your temper just now! Why is it so hot in the morning? Who is the one who caused you?"