Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 87 The Female Venerable Evil King Chases Her Husband (26)

The Peach Blossom Banquet is not a banquet in the palace, but a folk gathering of the people in the capital.

There is a [-]-acre peach blossom forest on the south side of the suburbs of Beijing. In early spring, the flowers are in full bloom, the clouds are dyed red, and the clouds are steaming and rosy.

Every time the peach blossoms are in full bloom, those gifted scholars and beauties gather together.

Appreciating flowers, courtship, poetry, painting.

The most romantic and elegant thing.

The Prime Minister's Mansion.

Jian Yi put on a brand-new rain-blue shirt, stood in front of the bronze mirror, and tidied up the collar and long sleeves embroidered with exquisite patterns from time to time.

Juzi smiled happily from the side: "My lord, you are already pretty enough."

Jian Yi remained expressionless, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid the prince won't like it."

To be pleasing to oneself is a matter of course.

Tangerine picked up an exquisitely crafted sachet, put a handful of jasmine slices in it, and said with a smile: "My lord! You wear it. At that time, you will be so fascinated by the prince that you won't be able to find it."

Jian Yi stretched out her hand and slapped him: "You are the skinniest."

After Jian Yi dressed properly, she went out alone.

Ling Xiao rode a tall horse and ran to the bank of the moat opposite the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She jumped off her horse, took the reins, and walked slowly along the moat.

While waiting for his favorite young man.

There are tall and strong willow trees planted by the river, and the spring breeze is blowing, and there is still a faint chill that is still lingering.

Ling Xiao raised his wrist as white as snow, and gently tugged at a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze.

Hand-dyed fragrance.

This is the fragrant breath that belongs to spring alone.

"My lord!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded not far away.

The valley is noisy and peaceful, and orioles are flying gracefully.

Ling Xiao turned around, and bumped into those familiar phoenix eyes head-on, and the sun was shining in them, swaying and rippling like lakes and mountains.

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

Then she spread her arms, and walked towards Jian Yi with strides against the sun.

Instead of being reckless, Jian Yi trotted for a while, and then stopped firmly in front of Ling Xiao.

"My lord! Let's go!" Jian Yi panted slightly.

The crystal clear muscles and bones were covered with a thin layer of sweat, making them look even more attractive.

God knows!He has been running for a long time!
Only then did I find this bad woman who was wandering alone by the moat!
"Okay!" Ling Xiao squinted his bright peach eyes, and a wanton smile flitted across his lips.

Then she jumped up, landed on the horse's back sassy and neat, and stretched out her palm to Jian Yi quite forcefully.

Jian Yi put her arms around her opponent's arm and leaped with her strength, but Ling Xiao showed a cleverness.

Originally, he was supposed to sit behind Ling Xiao.

But being disturbed by Ling Xiao, his position suddenly became...

Sitting in Ling Xiao's arms!
This posture is inexplicably a bit shameful!
What about swollen?
Ling Xiao hugged Jian Yi into his arms, held the corners of his lips evilly, and said with a wicked smile: "Sit at ease! Don't move around! Otherwise, I will get angry, and I won't let you go."

Suddenly, Jian Yi's handsome face blushed, and he hesitated and replied: "You! You! How could you... How could you do this!"

Ling Xiao put on a domineering posture, gave a clear drink, and drove the horse, galloping with the wind all the way.

Jian Yi nestled in the other party's arms, feeling the swiftly passing spring breeze in her ears, as well as the throbbing warmth in her chest.

That deep throbbing that has nowhere to hide...

Obviously not drinking, but already drunk in it.

Ling Xiao drove the steed familiarly, all the way to the Peach Blossom Forest on the south side of the outskirts of Beijing.

As far as the eye can see, there are clumps of lush and translucent pale pink peach blossoms.

Ling Xiao rode forward and shuttled through the wide open space in the forest.

Overwhelming, turbulent ups and downs.

Peach blossoms were originally extremely gorgeous and bewitching. Although the color is beautiful, it is very frivolous and not serious enough.

At this time, the mountains and plains had enough momentum and pomp, and it turned into a rare fairyland on earth.

Those young and romantic talented scholars and beautiful ladies shuttled among them, strolling in the courtyard, fading a little impetuous and adding a little romantic atmosphere.

Ling Xiao drove his horse to the place reserved in advance, and then stopped slowly.

In the depths of the peach forest, there are rolling and exquisite pavilions, called Taoyuan Xiaozhu.

The third princess wore a purple tunic robe, with a straight figure and outstanding appearance, as graceful as jade, as charming as combing the clouds and catching the moon.

More than a dozen aristocrats from the capital surrounded Gao Yinyue, either to show their gallantry, or to take the opportunity to appreciate the beauty and get in close contact with the third emperor's daughter, a noblewoman from heaven.

The three princesses enjoyed it, and they didn't care about competing with the frail and gloomy elder princess, enjoying the beauty's grace.

Ling Xiao led Jian Yi all the way through flowers and willows, and everyone saluted the regent one after another.

Ling Xiao's expression was calm, not angry, but he looked quite dignified.

When she came to the Huating of Taoyuan Xiaozhu, Jian Yi sharply saw Jian Rong, the son of the prime minister's mansion, hiding not far away and staring at her.

The man next to Jian Rong was beautiful and weak, he was Jian Rong's handkerchief in her boudoir, Peng Yu, the eldest son of Shang Shu's mansion.

Peng Yu noticed Jian Yi's sharp eyes, shrank his head in fright, and then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Xiao Rong, do you think your concubine younger brother really wants to marry the prince?"

Jian Rong twisted the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and replied with hatred: "Well, the prince sent a generous gift to the prime minister's residence some time ago. It's just that the mother is not willing to let go easily. Now... this little bitch is still waiting to be married. .No name, no division."

Peng Yu covered his lips with a snicker and said, "A person who has no name or distinction, dares to openly follow the prince in and out? You really deserve to be a little wave."

Jian Rong stroked his chest uncomfortably, and replied, "Ayu, have you always been secretly in love with the prince?"

Peng Yu's handsome face blushed suddenly, and he said with a smile: "I really like the prince. The prince is so handsome and handsome, there is no man who doesn't love it? It's a pity that she only knows how to train soldiers and fight. She is busy with official duties and has no time to talk to her." What about us……"

Jian Rong stretched out his finger and pointed not far away, and said with a sly smile: "Why don't we play tricks on Jian Yi... let him retreat? Just because of A Yu's status, your elder brother was the queen's pillow back then , the famous Mr. Penggui. I don't believe that that little bitch dares to snatch people under your noses!"

Peng Yu also felt that this plan was feasible.

Bully!
He and Jian Rong are both descendants of a noble family, how can a bastard like Jian Yi who comes from a humble background be able to compare?

As promised, Peng Yu immediately sent his servant to the gazebo to invite Jian Yi to come over for a talk.

At this time, Ling Xiao was chatting and joking with the eldest princess and Emperor Zhaoyang.

The Great Empress has a gloomy mood, a depressed and irritable temper, if it wasn't for the Prince Regent's sake, she would have directly lifted the tables and chairs in the gazebo, dragged out those blind attendants one by one and cut them off!
Emperor Zhaoyang circled around Ling Xiao.

Today, he was wearing a long dress of argentine red plain gauze. His face was like pink, his red lips were like blood, and his temperament was enchanting and charming. He was actually more eye-catching than the peach blossom forest around him.

After Ling Xiao took his seat, he gave Jian Yi a concerned look.

Jian Yi didn't dare to be intimate with Ling Xiao unscrupulously in front of the public.

He bowed slightly for a salute, then exited the pavilion calmly.

Ling Xiao's gaze has been chasing Jian Yi's figure, and seeing him standing not far away enjoying the flowers at ease, he couldn't help but feel at ease.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Zhaoyang couldn't help but sneer.

"Aunt Wang, when did you become so affectionate with your sons and daughters? It doesn't match your iron-blooded wrists at all!"

(End of this chapter)