The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Ye Qingran stopped speaking, "Huh," and reached out to pick up the curtain, glanced outwards, and suddenly amused, "Little girl, look, how can I say, how many people come today?"

Yun Qianyue looked down the curtain opened by Ye Qingye and saw that she came to Beishan Meilin. There are four scenes in the northwest, one is the military camp, the second is the Beishan hunting ground, the third is the Xiyan Lake, and the fourth is the Yunhai Merlin. Xiyan Lake is a natural lake surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the rest of the three mountains are planted with plum trees. Now that the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the plum blossoms on three sides of the mountain are in full bloom and are in contact with the sky and water, like a sea of ​​clouds. This scenery is amazing.

There are dozens of ancient wooden pavilions built on the half-hill slope. This is because at this time of year, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and there are people from Jingzhong who come together to admire the plum, and there are endless streams of people. These pavilions are specially built for this purpose.

At this time, dozens of horse-drawn carriages were parked at the foot of the mountain, and there were dozens of horses. There were more than a dozen ancient wooden pavilions with men and women. Although the emperor's funeral was not allowed to see Huashang in March, everyone was asked Plain clothes, but the fine satin workmanship is far from plain and gorgeous.

Yun Qingyue saw many familiar faces. Of course, the people who come here to have a leisurely mood are all the noble sons of Beijing Middle School, and the father of the worst identity is also an official. The men's and women's trails have divided a dozen pavilions into two, sitting on each side. She saw the Six Princesses, Rong Linglan, Leng Lingli, Rong Lingyan, Wen Ruyan and others. It is still winter, and as soon as it warms up, they wear spring clothes, and they are all bloated and all have beautiful looks.

Most of the men have seen them. After all, Yun Qianyue attends the banquet in the palace every year. There are two more people who have not seen in previous years. One is Cang Ting and the other is Shen Zhao. When she saw Shen Zhao, she was a little surprised for a moment, then she put away her emotions. Shen Zhao now lives in the Rongwang Mansion. This young man who was killed by Fen Shuicheng for killing Ye Xiao to avenge his division was famous all over the world. He had been planning to enter the DPRK for many years. Not surprisingly. In addition to throwing away his own reasons, he lived in the Rongwang Mansion, which made Rong Jing's eyes brighter, which also increased his worth.

She remembered how proud and helpless she was when she talked about her son when she talked about her son a few days ago in the mountain family, Aunt Shen, and remembered the first time she saw Shen Zhao carrying a bundle of dry wood and came back from the outside to rush into the house and asked her Rongjing Worshiping the urgency, remembering his stubbornness to send her to the capital city of southern Xinjiang, and the many things that happened in a short day later, the mountain boy became the focus of the world a few days ago. Now he is among the noble sons in Beijing , Does not show the spirit of a half silk. She could not help lamenting that people's destiny was really a nebula change, between days and nights.

Ye Qingran got out of the car first and said to Yun Qianyue: "Little girl, let's go!"

Yun Qianyue withdrew his gaze, "huh", and jumped out of the car holding the stove.

When they arrived, everyone had talked about the eyes of the poetry. When they saw Ye Qingran and Yun Qianyue, their faces were stunned. The eyes of Cang Ting and Shen Zhao also looked to the two. But it is more special than everyone.

Ye Qingran is a dark green light fur today, and Yun Qiangyue is a sable mantle with her usual purple robe. The two of them made a car, and they became a gorgeous beauty, which was originally a striking person. All of a sudden it was eye-catching.

Ye Qingran didn't care about everyone's eyes, and asked Yun Qingyue, "Should you sit here first, or would you like to go up the mountain?"

Although Yun Qingyue is still in such a cloud-like Meilin scenery, she still has little spirit, and then said: "Sit here! Aren't we all chanting poetry? We can listen to it even though we are not elegant."

Ye Qingran nodded, and now paced towards the gazebo.

Yun Qianyue walked behind Ye Qingran holding her hand stove. Although the sun was warm, the wind was still cold. Her sable cloak and purple robe blew up, layered. Among these people, she was the most worn, far away It seemed to everyone that a cluster of Zixia wrapped a petite person, and that person's face was a little white, and his steps were a little weak, which was obviously the appearance of a serious illness. But this pair of weak, so that many people, men and women, can't move their eyes, and they thought about it in their hearts. I have seen the countless appearances of this Miss Qingyue. Emotional, persevering, and now no longer can't help but look at the weak wind, every side is memorable, or it is difficult to remember her. For a time this place was suddenly very quiet, only the footsteps of Ye Qingran and Yun Qianyue could be heard.

The short distance was stretched so long that Yun Qianyue thought in a trance that this road to the pavilion was actually far away. In fact, there was no one in the pavilion, only she and Ye Qingran admired the plum.

"Little girl, how do you feel like stepping on cotton?" Ye Qingran looked back at Yun Qiangyue's feet. "There was no sound when I walked."

Yun Qianyue didn't have a spirit to say: "I lie for a few days, it's empty, I'm so tired!"

Ye Qingran slowed her pace, "Fortunately, I took you out to walk, otherwise you would lie down and your feet would be useless."

Yun Qianyue smiled, undecided.

Everyone was taken back to God by the voices of the two, their expressions were different.

Princess Liu looked at the two and fixed her eyes on Yun Qiangyue's sable cloak. "Hah, isn't this Yun Qingyue? I can hardly recognize it! Why didn't I join Jing Shizi today? When did people change to dye the little prince?"

This sentence means something.

Yun Qingyue raised her eyelids and looked at her without a word.

When the sixth princess saw the gold brick she threw, she didn't receive it, and continued: "This sable cloak was sent by the little royal prince? I heard from the seventh day that the seventh prince said that the little royal prince went down every day I ran here and came back late at night, just to go to the mountains to fight the sable. Later, for a month and a half, I also got injured and came back to personally urge Yuxiu to do the cloak. I was thinking that this sable was worn by a woman. I don’t know who the prince was interested in, but it was given to you.”

Everyone's eyes gathered on Yun Qingyue's cloak.

Yun Qianyue had walked quietly, as if he didn't hear it.

"It seems that you still have a place in the heart of dyeing the little prince, I am afraid that they have become unique. I have never seen any woman who has dyed the love of the little prince in these years. Even the original Princess Nanjiang Ye couldn’t do it. The prince ran to the mountains and slapped the sable in the snow in the heavy snow just to make a cloak? This sable is rare and precious, but it is not easy to fight." , Intensified, and continued: "No wonder I heard that Jing Shizi did not set foot in Yun Wang Mansion for a few days! It turned out that the crux was here. Yun Qiangyue, your kung fu of empathy and love is growing in strength! I abandoned my second brother before. I like Qige, and after Jing Shizi went out of the house after a decade of serious illness, you abandoned Qige and liked him, but now it's not good to see him? Abandoned him likes to dye the little prince. What about?"

Many people were pulled by the words of the sixth princess, watching Yun Qiangyue's eyes reveal a different color.

Ye Qingran's complexion was stained with thin fury, and she stared sharply at Princess Liu, "What are you talking about?"

"What's wrong with Master Ye? Am I wrong?" Sixth Princess pierced at Ye Ye's gaze for a moment, and then glanced left and right, laughing: "You ask the people here, all live in Beijing , Who doesn’t know what's going on! Every day and night you are hitting the sable is well known, and Jing Shizi is cold and Yun Qingyue is well known. Isn't this the obvious thing for you?"

"Bullshit!" Ye Qingye's eyes swept around, and the people sitting next to Princess Six hurriedly bowed their heads without fear of offense. He said coldly: "Six Princess is all right, the scars are forgotten, and I was just there. I lay in the palace for half a month, now your injury is done?"

The sixth princess remembered that she would follow Yu Zishu to the East China Sea that day, but after sending Junting to the horse and falling down, Ye Qingran sent her back to the palace. Seeing that he was angry, she was a little unwilling to shut her mouth.

Although she kept her mouth shut, all she had to say was what she said. For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the pavilion was strange. Many people's eyes are hovering over the two, thinking about the possibility of the two being together. Looking at Yun Qianyue's white and weak face, she said that love hurts the most, and she couldn't help but believe it.

"Yeah, Master Ben also felt strange, what annoyed the little prince? The Sixth Princess didn't seem to be wrong, right? The little prince did indeed send the sable mantle to Miss Qingyue, and Miss Qingyue was indeed wearing it. And Jing Shizi did not step into the Yun Wang Mansion these days." Cang Ting looked at the two with a smile, "The man is unmarried, the woman is not married, the two love each other is nothing? Even if Miss Qingyue abandoned Jing Shizi like to dye Little prince, it's nothing."

Ye Qingran suddenly looked at Cangting.

Cang Ting raised an eyebrow at Ye Qingran, a fearless smile.

"How do I relate to Yun Qianyue, I don't need to tell others." Ye Qingran threw a word coldly.

"Is that true? But everyone cares a lot! After all, Jing Shizi is respected by the world, and Miss Qingyue and Xiaoyeye are not unknown people. There is nothing to say about this kind of thing." Cang Ting folding fan co-authored , Tapping gently on the desktop, smiling at Yun Qianyue, "is it Miss Qingyue?"

Yun Qianyue looked at everyone, and everyone's eyes also looked at her, especially Shen Zhao's eyes were irritated. She looked away and smiled lightly, "I have known Rongjing and Ye Tian since I was a child. Many people who fall in love, enjoy the night, lightly dye the night, and even sit."

Everyone was stunned, so she didn't know what she said.

"Every year of my birthday, I have received many gifts, and most of the people I have received have received gifts." Yun Qingyue continued: "Including the six princesses you sent, although you don't like me, but the gift is not Poor, although not as good as this sable cloak."

Princess Liu frowned and looked at Yun Qiangyue. She didn't understand how she said the gift suddenly.