On this day, the sky is shining brightly, the sun is warm and the wind is gentle. The head of the family knew that Young Master He Jiyang was famous all over the world for his grace and grace, and the entire Feng Mansion, from the young lady and his wife to the maids and servants, were already eager to see his cousin's face, so he simply issued an order to welcome the guest on the day , everyone in the Feng family must be present!
As soon as they heard that the master had created such an opportunity for everyone, almost all the girls in the Feng family became excited. However, while they were extremely happy, they were also worried about how to dress themselves up. Especially those young ladies who were about to get married, they all took out all the jewelry they had packed at the bottom of the box. For them, this was not like a welcome, but like a palace draft!
A young talent like He Jiyang, who is famous all over the world, is naturally the main target of the girls' chat. Therefore, the identity, background, interests and hobbies of the young master of the He family have long been known to everyone. At this moment, the hundreds of girls' boudoirs in the Feng family's mansion were filled with sounds of dressing up and joyful play.
The moment for Mr. He's visit was coming soon, and Xiaoli, who was also full of expectations, couldn't care about his young lady at the moment, and spent the whole morning hiding in her boudoir and busy.
"Miss, what do you think of my outfit?" Xiao Lijiao asked as she stepped into Feng Yuchen's room with a smile. Feng Yuchen, who was currently embroidering cross-stitch, raised his head slightly and couldn't help joking: "Whose eldest daughter do I think is going to be my husband's bride?"
"Miss, you are so mean! You are still making fun of me at this time! Do you really not want to come with me to see it?" Xiaoli stared at the beautiful and picturesque young lady in front of her, and she was really a little crazy. .
Perhaps for some girls, standing in front of Feng Yuchen would inevitably lead to some degree of jealousy, but for Xiaoli, who had grown up with her, this young lady of hers was truly unbelievably beautiful. Her every smile, every move seems to control a kind of power, a special magic that can pull the viewer's soul, making people forget everything around them, even themselves, in that moment.
"I'm not going. I still have some things to embroider. Just tell me something interesting when you come back later." Feng Yuchen turned down Xiaoli's invitation with an expression on his face. Perhaps because more and more people were staying at the gate, there was already a faint noise coming into the west courtyard. Yuchen bowed slightly and reached out to close the curtain. Silence is the most peaceful destination for her.
"Then I'll go first, miss. I'll bring you some snacks later today." After Xiaoli finished speaking, without hesitation, she turned around and headed towards the main entrance of Feng Mansion. It is worth mentioning that this girl did not advance by running, but actually jumped into the air like a cicada and a swallow. A bright light flashed outside her body, as if a mysterious force gently lifted her body up.
At that time, there were about two hundred people standing in front of and behind the Feng family gate, bustling and whispering to each other, especially the young girls and ladies who were dressed up in dazzling clothes. Everyone's face was filled with intense joy, and they were all shouting. The joyful look of a lover.
The small group of people closest to the gate are the real core figures of the Feng family, that is, the head of the family, Feng Zhiheng, and his direct descendants.
Xiaoli spent most of her time with Feng Yuchen, so she didn't have many maid friends in the entire Feng Mansion, so she had to find a corner with a better viewing angle to stand.
After a while, Feng Zhiheng, who was in the middle, raised his hand and waved upwards. The extremely open door of Feng Mansion suddenly became silent. Everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped abruptly at this sudden moment, and their heartbeats were beating wildly. Under the guidance, all the young girls blushed and stared in the direction of the door, for fear of missing a moment of Young Master He who was about to appear!
Feng Zhiheng waved his raised arm, then moved his hand behind his back, signaling the doormen on both sides to open the door. All the Feng family members behind him also adjusted their manners and did not dare to make any mistakes.
It is said that the Fengfu City Gate has almost reached the level of the Imperial City. The scale of more than two hundred people can be seen through the magnificent double-open copper gate, and everything within a few hundred meters outside the city can be seen.
At this moment, it was the peak of the sun, and the most obvious change in front of everyone was that high in the sky, a few thin clouds appeared inexplicably, covering up the brilliant and scorching sun. No one appeared outside the city.
Just when everyone felt at a loss, there seemed to be a misty atmosphere in the air, making everyone feel like they were in a fairyland. The faint fragrance of orchid and musk mixed with this hazy atmosphere penetrated into everyone's mouth and nose.
Even Xiaoli, who had extraordinary spiritual power in the corner, felt like he was in a dream at this moment. Everything in front of him seemed unreal, but it was always attracting him.
In a trance, a gentle breeze rose above Feng Mansion, and then endless petals of pink and white snowflakes appeared out of thin air, rising and falling with the wind. The sudden appearance of this strange phenomenon immediately caused the entire Feng Mansion to marvel! Many of the maids and ladies who lived deep in the mansion were stunned to see such a strange sight for the first time in their lives.
Xiaoli felt better. She stretched out her hand to take a few snow petals, but found that the snow petals were not transformed into the snow petals, but were transformed into them by extremely pure spiritual power. It must be the spiritual power of the cousin of the He family. Caused by.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, mixed with the dense fragrance, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
"What a Can Xue Lingdao! The Nanjun He family is truly worthy of its reputation!" Feng Zhiheng looked up at the sky calmly, as if waiting for something.
High in the sky, the snowflakes flying all over the sky suddenly condensed at a distance of tens of meters above everyone's heads! Like a violent and infinite cave, it swept the remaining snow from all directions to the center, and then kept compressing it together. It did not slow down until it condensed to a height of more than one person. Then there was a fierce explosion, and the violent impact resounded throughout the sky. Boundless fragments of flying snow burst out.
In the misty dusk snow, a white figure floated down, descending like a god from the nine heavens. All the girls from the Feng family were so excited that they couldn't shout out at this moment, looking straight up at this god-like existence.
He was born with a pair of lavender pupils, which are as fascinating as the wind, flowers, snow and moon wrapped around the world. On both sides of the sharp outline, there is a head of elegant long black and white hair. A folding fan is swaying gracefully in his hand, and the remaining petals of flying snow are scattered all over his body. It moved with an overflowing lavender light.
When Yan Li in the sea of memory saw this scene, for some reason, he suddenly thought of that guy from Lintian for no reason!
"Is there any connection between He Jiyang and Lintian?" With this question, Yan Li once again returned to the past space of the memory fragment.
"This, this is the legendary Master He? He doesn't look like a person from this world! He looks like a fairy!"
"Wow! If he could come to me and say a few words, I would be willing to die right now!"
As He Jiyang stood down, the girls who had been so excited that they were stagnant in place all regained consciousness again. They were either still staring at this handsome young boy infatuatedly, or they were pulling the sisters beside them to smile. Whispers started.
Xiaoli in the corner was looking at the middle of the field with some confusion, unable to take his eyes back.
"Jin Yu, nephew of the He family in Nanjun, has met Uncle Feng!" He Jiyang said this, and his heavenly voice once again made the girls roar uncontrollably. Feng Zhiheng also looked at He Jiyang with a smile, and raised his hand to stop the restlessness of the girls behind him.
He Jiyang danced lightly with a folding fan in his hand, his posture was chic and calm, and he always kept a calm smile on his face. After a few brief conversations with Feng Zhiheng, he greeted his nominal relatives and sisters one by one.
Feng Qingyi still looked carefree as usual. Seeing He Jiyang's appearance, he was finally brought back to his senses by Feng Yuxuan beside him. Now seeing him greeting her, he finally managed to close his mouth that had been open for a long time. Together. I was so panicked that I couldn't even speak.
"Hey, hello, Cousin He, you are so handsome!" Feng Qingyi couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and almost rushed towards He Jiyang with bared teeth and claws. If Feng Zhiheng hadn't coughed at the right time to save the situation, I'm afraid that It's going to be a joke.
"This beautiful girl must be Yu Xuan's cousin! I've always admired the girl's fame and beauty, and I'm lucky to meet her this time when I come to the royal city!"
He Jiyang bowed slightly in the direction of Feng Yuxuan, and his beautiful touches made Feng Yuxuan's face look like a peach blossom, making her look even more delicate and charming. Looking at it, the hearts of all the girls around are on fire! The cousin of the He family praised Ye Yuxuan when he came up, which would not be a pleasure for any girl.
Immediately afterwards, He Jiyang also met with the other main members of the Feng family one by one. Then he casually raised the folding fan, and eight masked guards in black appeared strangely outside the gate, carrying two huge boxes and sneaking into the house. Their figures were as fast as ghosts, which made Feng Zhiheng and others sigh inwardly.
"My nephew offered me a few small gifts on behalf of my father. It's not respectful, but Uncle Wangfeng accepted it with a smile."
When Feng Zhiheng saw this, he was polite to He Jiyang for a while, then raised his hand and saluted, and let He Jiyang into the house.
All the girls also cheered and hugged each other, smiling coquettishly and walking towards the mansion with He Jiyang and others. As for those maids who were not satisfied with their eyesight, they could only disperse with sad faces. After all, servants like them were not allowed to enter the guest room of the mansion without permission.
Xiaoli in the corner just woke up from a dream and walked out of the corner with heavy steps.
The snowflakes on the ground that originally appeared with He Jiyang have disappeared. The snowflakes surging with spiritual power are naturally controlled by He Jiyang's spiritual power. Xiaoli opened her hand that was holding the remaining petals of the snowflakes, and caressed it a few times. Then she saw the light on her fingertips flashing, and a stream of spiritual power was injected into the remaining petals of the snowflakes. Then she smiled and looked at Walk towards the West Garden.
The curtain, which was peaceful and silent, was stirred by a surge of spiritual energy for a moment, and a few strands of hair on the temples were drooped in the dust. Holding it behind the ear so casually, the gentle movement seemed to slow down the flow of time, making everything in the room hazy, like a dream that was both real and illusory.
Xiaolijiao smiled and ran towards the door. Just as she was about to step into the house, time and space froze in place at this moment. It seems that when seeing such a picture in front of me, all the enthusiasm in my heart has disappeared, just like the curtain of the past has returned at this moment, and the fragrance lingering on the body at this moment.
She withdrew her feet, not wanting to move forward. She would feel that she was a sinner if she broke the peaceful moment.
"Come in, what are you looking at?" Feng Yuchen didn't raise her head. At this moment, she really didn't want to see anyone or hear any sound, but she didn't want to see Xiaoli coming with joy and feeling discouraged. Go away feeling cold.