Chapter 771

From Chang'an to Lin'an, along the way, these people and things have long been engraved in her bones with the passing of time. Happiness. If you really want to define happiness, today and now is happiness.

"All right, all right, Qin e, come here quickly. Don't you like the pear blossom ice cream made by the imperial kitchen today? Come and have a taste. " Seeing that Li was worried about her color, Gong Yueyue light judo who wanted to help her out.

When Qin e came to her side, Gong Yueyue gently stretched out her hand to gather up her drooping black hair, patted the dust between her ink-painted bamboo green skirt, and gently said, "aunt Bai, take her to wash."

"Hey, let's go." Bai Ji came forward with a smile, took Qin e's warm hand, and walked away with a smile.

As she walked, Qin e suddenly turned around, made a playful face at the angry poli, and then spit out her tongue. Then she jumped and walked with Bai Ji.

Seeing that Li Xuebai's neck was also soft red, Gong Yueyue knew that she was really anxious. He quickly said softly, "Qin e is still a little girl who doesn't understand. If you are anxious with her, you will be as ignorant as her."

Po Li then breathed out, raised his hand, pulled up a few strands of black silk on his temples, slowly held up the snow-white tea, and gently blew the clear Longjing tea with his rosy lips.

Taking a sip, he felt the delicate tea flowing down his throat. Po Li couldn't help smiling and whispered, "it's really good tea. Even the taste is different."

After a brief pause, Po Li didn't turn a snow-white face, looked at Gong Yueyue's gentle and pleasant face, and said softly, "on the way to Chengxin hall just now, I happened to meet Zhong Yue who threw butterflies in the garden."

With a gentle smile, Po Li said calmly, "I heard that your majesty is going to make him prince next month." Slightly pursed his red lips, Po Li hesitated and said, "I really don't know if I should congratulate you."

With a sigh, Gong Yueyue's eyes were silent for a few minutes. He said gently, "you know me, not to mention the prince. Even the queen pressed me out of breath."

The wave light in Miao's eyes flashed darkly, and swept Po Li's red complexion cleanly. Gong Yueyue whispered, "it's still hello. Don't say that. Today you come and just tell you something big. "

Po Li picked up a snow-white pear cake with his slender fingers and was about to put it into his mouth. Hearing Gong Yueyue's words, he stopped again and said curiously, "I want to hear what a big event it is."

He gently leaned over to Polly's ear. Gong Yueyue smiled and spoke faintly. In a moment, he only heard Polly's surprise: "aunt Bai, are you really going to marry Lord pan?"

Lightly sipping the snow-white pear blossom cake, a stream of elegant fragrance of pear blossom melted at the tip of sandalwood tongue. She couldn't help closing her eyes and felt this rare pleasure. Gong Yueyue pondered for a moment before looking directly at Po Li's expectant eyes and nodding quietly.

"Oh, that's great, aunt Bai, she..." the smiling Po Li suddenly blushed her eyes, and an unspeakable feeling accumulated in her heart, which made her speechless for a moment.

Touching his heart gently, Po Li raised her light purple silver edged Yan sleeve and felt thousands of ways: "when Yuan Zhen came to the palace to ask you to marry, I would not see him anyway, let alone agree. It was you who gently tried to persuade me and gave Yuan Zhen a chance to get close to me. "

With a sigh of relief, Po Li continued with a smile: "if I were as stubborn as I used to be, I would certainly miss him, and I wouldn't have today's happiness."

"Yuan Zhen is straightforward in nature. It's human nature to see you look beautiful and be stunned by God occasionally. I didn't know you were so fierce, so I decided that he was a disciple. "

Giggling, Gong Yueyue whispered, "aunt Bai and Lord pan can come together, which is a worry to me."

Po Li also nodded and said, "yes, Lord pan is an honest man, and aunt Bai is a capable woman. They are really matched."

After a meal, Po Li smiled strongly, looked at Gong Yueyue, who was gentle and quiet, and said in a happy voice, "you queen, you are quite competent to be a Xi Niang."

Staring at Po Li Wan's bright smiling eyes like a crescent moon, Gong Yueyue's petite face like lotus petals was also stained with a bright smile and said happily, "I'm satisfied to see your happiness."

"Yue Yue, are you happy?" Facing Po Li's expectant eyes, Gong Yueyue's jade white fingertips quietly brushed the eyebrow hair in front of his forehead, and suddenly fell to his chest, clenched the simple brown pottery flute worn in front of his chest, and stroked its smooth and quiet porcelain surface.

Gong Yueyue's eyes echoed Lin Weiting's figure. Zhao Changyuan's handsome and white face suddenly sounded Zhongyue's happy childish voice. She was quiet for a moment. Her thin red lips held a charming smile and said firmly: "I'm very happy."

Her graceful figure is particularly eye-catching in the clear sunlight. The black hair falling to her waist is very bright, and the thick black hair tips shake gently with her dancing movement.

A string of bright red agate bracelets are hung on the plump snow-white arms, which are crystal clear against her delicate skin. The rosy clothes form a strong contrast with the thick green and light white around.

The delicate pear petals fell gently on her beautiful body. With every graceful dance gesture, she looked like a fairy at first glance.

Zhao Changyuan couldn't help wondering, "I don't know which woman in the harem can have such profound dance attainments."

Suddenly, the little girl smiled and didn't turn her head. For a moment, Zhao Changyuan's black eyes met her pure eyes like a deer.

The girl smiled, and the two vortex pear dimples were printed on her cheeks. The crisp laughter like a silver bell gently hit Zhao Changyuan's heart like petals, "brother-in-law! What are you doing behind the pear tree? "

Hearing the girl Qingyue's question, Zhao Changyuan knew he couldn't hide. He just put down the pear tree flower branch in his hand, gently collected the delicate white petals between the Ming yellow clothes, slowed down and walked out from the pear tree, stroked his palm and said with a smile: "I thought it was the Naughty Maid in the palace playing in the royal garden. Unexpectedly, it was my aunt."

It turned out that the girl who Zhao Changyuan saw dancing among the pear trees was Gong Yin, the second daughter of the Gong family who came to Nanyue with her family to visit Gong Yueyue.

Hearing Zhao Changyuan's words, Gong Yin's beautiful black willow leaf curved eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his plump cherry lips gently pouted. He whispered, "brother-in-law, don't call me aunt. Listen to this, it's not good."

As she spoke, Gong Yin's tender white and slender fingers picked up a black silk on her temples, playfully stroked her hair tips gently on her white cheeks, and a pair of dark eyes glanced obliquely at Zhao Changyuan and said softly, "why don't you call me sister Yin like your sister. Brother in law, what do you think? "