In March and April, when the peaches are red and the pears are white, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and the clothes of pedestrians on the road have become more beautiful. In order to match the bright clothes, various kinds of round fans have begun to appear in the hands of the ladies. It's a good time for a spring outing, admiring flowers, grass, and the scenery.
Mo Xuetong put on the clothes that Mo Huawen sent yesterday early in the morning, a palace dress with some colorful flowing clouds and gauze. The emerald blue color is very light. It seems to be pure white when viewed from a close distance. It is slightly white when viewed from a distance. It's a bit light blue, and the hand is holding a white fan with ink paintings of Jiangnan landscapes. The slender white fingertips are exposed under the gold silk sleeves, making it look even more delicate and delicate.
She was a little taller. She was wearing such a long skirt, and her waist was incredibly slender and soft.
"Miss, the master said that the peonies over there are very famous and have a wide range of varieties. Most people are not allowed in. Even if they have a sticker, they are not allowed in if they are not dressed decently." Mo Yu looked serious. After that, she was a little confused and said in surprise, "Is the lady real? Who is she? She is so awesome. She can even say that she only cares about clothes but not people."
This is the capital of the Qin Dynasty. If you meet someone, you will be connected to an official. Why is your tone so loud
Mr. Peony is independent from the world!
I don’t know where he is from, nor how old he is, just because the mysterious Mr. Peony is a man wearing a mask, and his hands and eyes can reach the sky.
Mo Xuetong smiled sweetly, and a flash of self-reflection flashed in her eyes, the independent Mr. Peony!
In her previous life, she had actually seen her, but not in the capital, but in Yuncheng. On that day, she finally got permission from the Yu family to go to the temple to worship her mother. Yu Sirong had to follow her before arriving at the gate of the temple. When getting off the sedan, Yu Sirong tripped herself, and Mo Xuetong hit the door frame on the spot.
This kind of accident would often happen as long as Yu Sirong was around.
Mo Xuetong covered her face resignedly, closed her eyes, and endured the pain of the impact and the subsequent shame.
Only this time she didn't hit the ground, but fell into someone's arms.
A somewhat dark and elegant voice whispered in my ear: "Girl, have you ever been injured?"
The soft voice, with a hint of concern, fell in Mo Xuetong's ears. She looked up in shock and saw a pair of pink lips, and above that was half a mask, revealing his pair of bright and deep eyes, which were gentle and gentle. He looked at her with a smile in his eyes that she could understand.
Although he only saw this glimpse, he knew that he was an extremely handsome man.
The maids and Yu Sirong beside them were stunned.
"Thank you, Master." Mo Xuetong came back to her senses, pushed him away and took two steps back. Yu Sirong behind her also reacted and grabbed Mo Xuetong, pretending to be concerned and looking her up and down, worried. He said: "How are you? Did you hit me? Be more careful next time you walk and don't be so hasty and reckless."
The woman's gentle and kind words fell in the man's ears, and the smile in her eyes became gentler.
He took two steps forward and approached Mo Xuetong, smiling and handing over the peony in his hand, "We are destined to meet each other. Once we meet today, we don't know when we will meet again in the future. Girl, I will give this Wei purple peony to the girl. He If I have the chance to see you again, just look for Mr. Peony."
After saying that, he stuffed the peonies into the dazed Mo Xuetong's hands and walked away with the others...
As soon as the man left, Yu Sirong snatched the precious Wei purple peony from Mo Xuetong's hand.
It was an accident that this happened. Mo Xuetong never took this matter to heart in her previous life. It was just a man who had never shown up who gave her a peony. It was really not a fate. Later, she came to Beijing. , I only heard people talk about Mr. Peony and his dragon.
Not only is his temperament extraordinary, but his hobbies are also different from ordinary people.
It is said that he loved the robe flaunting peonies...
It is said that if you enter his peony garden to view peonies, you will not only be noble but also have gorgeous clothes...
Only focusing on clothes and not people shows his attitude.
Some people also say that he loves peonies very much. He cultivated all the peonies in his yard personally, which led to the talk of the Peony Fairy, making the peonies in his garden even more beautiful than elsewhere...
But no matter which rumor it is, it shows that Mr. Mudan is not simple. In this capital city, if he dares to say such things, Mr. Mudan's background will definitely not be simple.
It is said that this Peony Master only appears in March and April every year. When he appears, he wears a mask on his face, only revealing his perfect chin. Therefore, everyone is guessing that this Peony Master must be a An extremely handsome man, but it's a pity that no one has seen him before.
When Mo Xuetong arrived at the Peony Garden, it was the busiest time.
There was a lot of traffic outside the door, and there was a long pause. The carriage driver of the Mo Mansion looked at it and was about to queue in. Suddenly, someone asked: "Is the person coming in front of you Princess Anping?"
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"We are exactly that," the coachman replied, stopping his carriage.
"You come with me." The person leading the way was a smart young man. He led Mo Mansion's carriage through two turns and arrived at another door. There were only three or four carriages and horses parked there, making it appear that their status was more noble than before.
Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu out of the carriage and walked to the door. Mo Yu handed over the note. The boy at the door glanced at it casually, pointed to the front diligently and said: "Princess, go out from here and go to the right." Just turn a corner and you’re there.”
"Thank you." Mo Xuetong smiled slightly and led Mo Yu inside.
"Miss, this Mr. Peony is really snobbish. He lets ordinary people line up in front, wait in such a long line, and checks the posts one by one, for fear that others will sneak in. The back door is so empty, and no one is allowed to enter from here. ." Mo Yu complained and muttered in a low voice.
"It's good that they can let you in from here. Mo Yu, if you complain like this, maybe Mr. Peony will listen and let us go to the front door to queue up again." Mo Xuetong curved her lips and smiled, joking.
"No way, miss, someone like Mr. Peony would eavesdrop on a little maid?" Mo Yu was frightened by her, so she quickly covered her mouth, glanced left and right, and turned to Mo Xuetong's face to find her teasing. With a smile on his face, he stomped his feet in disbelief and said, "The young lady is teasing me again. I don't want to say anything to you. I'm going to see the peonies first."
After saying that, he ran forward.
Turning his eyes, he saw many peonies scattered in front of him, with different shapes and bright colors, appearing in various postures. Even though he liked the aloofness of plum blossoms, Mo Xuetong had to look at them. Admit it, only peonies are the true national beauty, and when they bloom, they move the capital.
The peonies here are red like fire, yellow like gold, pink like clouds, and white like jade... A breeze blows by, and the fragrance bursts, refreshing and happy. There are also pink butterflies playing in between, forming a vivid scene of butterflies playing with flowers. Patterns, beautiful scenes everywhere, too beautiful to behold.
Mo Yuji ran to the front, and Mo Xuetong walked forward while admiring it. Looking at such flowers, one can indeed forget all worries. In such a prosperous sea of flowers, each one is different. The beauty of the country is stretching towards the blue sky and white clouds in different postures, which is very tempting.
Just when she had walked a few steps, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind a blooming peony.
The strong hand was placed in front of her, blocking her heels. The sleeves of the cyan and dark gold pattern were placed there, as if they were a prohibition.
Mo Xuetong stopped, raised her head, and watched as the hand slowly retracted with a cold aura.
Under the flower tree, the man's head was slightly raised, and the blue and dark gold patterned robe on his body looked noble in a low-key manner, reflecting the cold color on the sharp features on his face.
It has to be said that You Yuecheng like this is extremely attractive. No wonder Ling Mingyan from Dingguo Palace is obsessed with him and insists on marrying him. This kind of demeanor and aura exudes, They are all very handsome.
It's just that no matter how good the color is, Mo Xuetong doesn't want to see him here. She clearly remembers that this man has no good impression of her, and he once set up with Mo Xuemin. Although it was not successful, at such a relaxed and happy time, seeing Meeting such a person is really not a pleasant thing.
"It's rare that the prince is in such a good mood that he's here to see Peony?" Mo Xuetong saluted with her sleeves on and said with a gentle smile.
Her voice was originally extremely sweet, but now it sounded even more delicate and girlish, which was very pleasant to the ears.
You Yuecheng looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes darkened slightly. That face was extremely pure, with a girl's unique childishness, but also a kind of charming feeling. Seeing her watery eyes turning, her eyes turned to her. Yang, seductive, is the most delicate beauty of a girl.
But who would have thought that underneath this beautiful face, there would be a different kind of coolness, indifference, and cunning...
How many faces does such a young girl have in front of others and behind others! He felt like digging her out.
"Is it you again?" You Yuecheng said coldly. He was asking about Mo Xuemin. The marriage in Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is now a well-known farce.
"What is the Crown Prince asking? I... don't seem to have any interactions with the Crown Prince?" Mo Xuetong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pretended to be stupid with a smile.
Her voice was extremely soft, with a hint of a smile, and her bright watery eyes reflected a peony behind her, which made people feel that people are more delicate than flowers, and they are unparalleled in beauty, but You Yuecheng could still feel it. , there is a touch of coldness in those sparkling eyes, which is a feeling of disgust towards people.
Although she was talking to him, deep down, she really didn't want to talk to him.
Somehow, he just knew that his eyes instantly became darker.
"Don't you feel guilty, Princess, for hurting your sister like that?" You Yuecheng said coldly, his eyes falling on her beautiful face. It was clear that the girl in front of him was so delicate and gentle.
"If the prince wants to fight against my sister for what happened yesterday, please go to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion. If my sister sees the prince seeking justice for her, she will shed tears of gratitude." Mo Xuetong smiled faintly, her delicate little face Immediately, it was as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom, as heart-stirring beauty as the blooming flowers, and the long eyelashes flashed, revealing some irony.
If Mo Xuemin knew that You Yuecheng had been seeking justice for her again and again, how could she have stayed in Zhenguo Hou Mansion? Or she might have actually gone to find You Yuecheng, but she had promised You Yuecheng I didn't dare to say it, otherwise I wouldn't have to wait until now. This person pretended to care about Mo Xuemin and was always against me. It was really annoying.
Her expression said that You Yuecheng was very displeased. Her ink-stained eyes were fixedly looking at Mo Xuetong, as if two Mo Xuetong could be taken out from inside.
"Have your father-in-law ever talked about our marriage?" He lowered his eyes slightly, but the curve of the corners of his lips slowly flattened, and he pursed his lips slightly into a tight straight line, making him look a little more cold and majestic. It just fell into Mo Xuetong's eyes, but his words didn't come, which was a shock!
Their marriage? Why was she completely unaware of what happened
Looking up at You Yuecheng, his eyes were dark and incomprehensible, but there was definitely no hint of joking!
marriage? Her and him? How can it be!
Her pink lips were slightly open, and there was an expression of surprise and shock in the corner of her eyes, but then it turned into a hint of indifference, as if what she just heard was about someone else's marriage. (To be continued)