"Is that the champion of the new division?"
The woman's restrained and excited whisper fell into her ears, and Gu Yuzhu suddenly came back to her senses.
She raised her hand to cover the lower half of her face, tsk, it's embarrassing, I've seen it this morning, but now I look stupid.
Moreover, in this moment of distraction, the bolder women on the second floor were already holding sachets, sleeve handkerchiefs and flowers were thrown down one after another.
Not only them, but also the building opposite, the building next door...
There is an unwritten rule in the Jinshi Dama Parade that unmarried women can throw a sachet or a sleeve handkerchief to show their friendship, and the people below accept it, which means accepting this friendship.
Gu Yuzhu saw that Song Chengye was hit on the forehead several times, and he avoided the rest.
The three little milk packs held their breath and concentrated, put their heads on the window, and stared at the father below. Whenever Song Chengye avoided the sachet, he would say "yeah".
But the girls who threw the sachets on the second floor were dissatisfied, and the girl who provoked Gu Yuzhu just stomped her feet angrily, "This Zhuangyuan Lang is such an idiot, he doesn't even know how to pick up the sachet, I'm so mad."
Gu Yuzhu glanced at the girl from the corner of her eye.
The girl was wearing an apricot-colored dress that was as light as a cloud of smoke, graceful and graceful, with her eyes fixed on Song Chengye's body below, anyone could see her love and admiration.
Zhuangyuan Lang's appearance is romantic and handsome, which makes the girl who has not left the court feel excited, and everything is reasonable.
But Gu Yuzhu was very upset in his heart, and his lowered hand inadvertently touched the sachet hanging on his waist.
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
She raised her hand to untie the sachet, and threw it at the man on horseback.
The strength and angle are just right.
Song Chengye, who was riding on the horse, of course also felt that something was coming straight towards his face. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to open it, but when his eyes touched the pattern, his body was already one step ahead of his brain, and his palm turned. Take that sachet.
The familiar scent of medicinal herbs entered his nostrils. He grabbed the reins and looked up diagonally.
His eyes just fell into a pair of smiling eyes.
"How could he catch other people's sachets!" An angry and violent scream rang in Gu Yuzhu's ears.
She rubbed her ears and blinked at Song Chengye below.
Zhuangyuan Lang, who didn't look sideways, suddenly raised his head to look into the group of women, causing people to speculate as to who he was looking at.
But Song Chengye had already looked away.
Someone whispered something in Fu Qingqing's ear.
Fu Qingqing turned her head and stared fiercely at Gu Yuzhu who was leaning against the window, "Are you sure it's her?"
The girl next to her lowered her voice: "I did see her throwing that sachet."
Just this one sentence ignited the anger in Fu Qingqing's heart. She pouted her mouth in anger, walked up to Gu Yuzhu arrogantly, and reprimanded loudly: "You woman, you are so shameless!"
The high-pitched and sharp voice pierced into the ears, causing the spectators on the second floor to cast their gazes.
"You clearly have a family, but you still throw a sachet at the number one scholar in front of your husband. If you don't abide by women's morals, you will lose the face of our women." Fu Qingqing's eyes were full of jealousy.
The sachet she threw was opened mercilessly, but the woman threw it was caught, how could she swallow this breath.
The corner of Song Wen's mouth was pressed down, his hearty and warm expression turned into condensation, and he said unceremoniously: "You are really weird, when did we reveal that we are husband and wife, your mouth is that Turning black and white, how can you not introspect, is it because you don't have a tutor yourself?"
Gu Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, and stopped the three little milk bags that were about to move.
This was the first time she saw Song Wen get angry.
Song Wen usually looks like a sunny boy, wearing glasses, which makes him look more gentle. In fact, many girls are secretly paying attention to him.
When Fu Qingqing came up, she also took a second look.
After all, everyone has a love for beauty.
But she never expected that such a handsome man could say such vicious words, and she couldn't help being a little bit shocked, she was so angry that she said: "Even if you are not a husband and wife, then she and these children are also mother and child, right?" ? It is enough for a married woman to interfere with her, which is enough to be shameless."
The cinnabar mole between Dabao's eyebrows, and Niu Niu's small face that resembles Gu Yuzhu almost to a degree, even strangers would think at first glance that they are mother and child.
The young ladies on the second floor looked at Gu Yuzhu's family with subtle expressions.
Gu Yuzhu leaned lazily against the window, speechless.
If the woman's eyes are not good, she can tell the blood relationship between herself and the three little milk bags at a glance. I didn't even think about it.
But she didn't explain, but said: "Why can't I throw a sachet when I'm married? The sachet is filled with medicinal materials, which have the effect of clearing the heart, improving eyesight and relieving depression. The champion is so handsome. I gave it to him." Medicinal package, sit upright, it's much better than your thoughts—"
The seductive tone was deliberately protracted, and her eyes swept around by the way, and finally fell on Fu Qingqing, and clicked her tongue.
The young ladies who cast suspicious glances just now blushed with embarrassment, and quickly covered their faces with handkerchiefs or wide sleeves.
Although it is said that Jinshi parades through the streets and unmarried women can express their feelings with sachets, but all the ladies present are rich ladies who abide by the rules and boudoir etiquette.
Fu Qingqing bit her lip and said angrily: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Some of them are good-looking, and they will put medicinal materials in the sachet."
"Didn't you see it now?" Gu Yuzhu raised his hand, and added another sachet like a magic trick.
She opened the sachet and took out the extremely dried lilac flower from it, "Have you learned a lot?"
The sachet in her hand was tea-white, only embroidered with a few small pieces of mint leaves, interspersed with patterns outlined by silver thread, it was slightly different from the sachets given by ordinary women.
At least quite a few people dispelled their doubts and persuaded in a low voice: "Girl, maybe you really misunderstood."
Fu Qingqing wanted to scold her for being stupid, but when she went to see Gu Yuzhu, she suddenly threw the lilac flower into the sachet, and took the sachet towards her, "No matter what you say, Zhuangyuan is also a scholar, and readers always like to be arty. Just now I saw that sachet you threw was embroidered with bright red peonies, this taste..."
It's really a little bit worse.
Fu Qingqing heard her implication and glared at her angrily.
Gu Yuzhu pretended not to see it, but bewitched him: "Look, the number one scholar has not gone far, and is still below. If you take my sachet, there may be a chance, how about it?"
Song Wen and Su Ziyi's faces were full of confusion, and they hesitated to speak.
This, you want to sell your husband?
The woman's restrained and excited whisper fell into her ears, and Gu Yuzhu suddenly came back to her senses.
She raised her hand to cover the lower half of her face, tsk, it's embarrassing, I've seen it this morning, but now I look stupid.
Moreover, in this moment of distraction, the bolder women on the second floor were already holding sachets, sleeve handkerchiefs and flowers were thrown down one after another.
Not only them, but also the building opposite, the building next door...
There is an unwritten rule in the Jinshi Dama Parade that unmarried women can throw a sachet or a sleeve handkerchief to show their friendship, and the people below accept it, which means accepting this friendship.
Gu Yuzhu saw that Song Chengye was hit on the forehead several times, and he avoided the rest.
The three little milk packs held their breath and concentrated, put their heads on the window, and stared at the father below. Whenever Song Chengye avoided the sachet, he would say "yeah".
But the girls who threw the sachets on the second floor were dissatisfied, and the girl who provoked Gu Yuzhu just stomped her feet angrily, "This Zhuangyuan Lang is such an idiot, he doesn't even know how to pick up the sachet, I'm so mad."
Gu Yuzhu glanced at the girl from the corner of her eye.
The girl was wearing an apricot-colored dress that was as light as a cloud of smoke, graceful and graceful, with her eyes fixed on Song Chengye's body below, anyone could see her love and admiration.
Zhuangyuan Lang's appearance is romantic and handsome, which makes the girl who has not left the court feel excited, and everything is reasonable.
But Gu Yuzhu was very upset in his heart, and his lowered hand inadvertently touched the sachet hanging on his waist.
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
She raised her hand to untie the sachet, and threw it at the man on horseback.
The strength and angle are just right.
Song Chengye, who was riding on the horse, of course also felt that something was coming straight towards his face. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to open it, but when his eyes touched the pattern, his body was already one step ahead of his brain, and his palm turned. Take that sachet.
The familiar scent of medicinal herbs entered his nostrils. He grabbed the reins and looked up diagonally.
His eyes just fell into a pair of smiling eyes.
"How could he catch other people's sachets!" An angry and violent scream rang in Gu Yuzhu's ears.
She rubbed her ears and blinked at Song Chengye below.
Zhuangyuan Lang, who didn't look sideways, suddenly raised his head to look into the group of women, causing people to speculate as to who he was looking at.
But Song Chengye had already looked away.
Someone whispered something in Fu Qingqing's ear.
Fu Qingqing turned her head and stared fiercely at Gu Yuzhu who was leaning against the window, "Are you sure it's her?"
The girl next to her lowered her voice: "I did see her throwing that sachet."
Just this one sentence ignited the anger in Fu Qingqing's heart. She pouted her mouth in anger, walked up to Gu Yuzhu arrogantly, and reprimanded loudly: "You woman, you are so shameless!"
The high-pitched and sharp voice pierced into the ears, causing the spectators on the second floor to cast their gazes.
"You clearly have a family, but you still throw a sachet at the number one scholar in front of your husband. If you don't abide by women's morals, you will lose the face of our women." Fu Qingqing's eyes were full of jealousy.
The sachet she threw was opened mercilessly, but the woman threw it was caught, how could she swallow this breath.
The corner of Song Wen's mouth was pressed down, his hearty and warm expression turned into condensation, and he said unceremoniously: "You are really weird, when did we reveal that we are husband and wife, your mouth is that Turning black and white, how can you not introspect, is it because you don't have a tutor yourself?"
Gu Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, and stopped the three little milk bags that were about to move.
This was the first time she saw Song Wen get angry.
Song Wen usually looks like a sunny boy, wearing glasses, which makes him look more gentle. In fact, many girls are secretly paying attention to him.
When Fu Qingqing came up, she also took a second look.
After all, everyone has a love for beauty.
But she never expected that such a handsome man could say such vicious words, and she couldn't help being a little bit shocked, she was so angry that she said: "Even if you are not a husband and wife, then she and these children are also mother and child, right?" ? It is enough for a married woman to interfere with her, which is enough to be shameless."
The cinnabar mole between Dabao's eyebrows, and Niu Niu's small face that resembles Gu Yuzhu almost to a degree, even strangers would think at first glance that they are mother and child.
The young ladies on the second floor looked at Gu Yuzhu's family with subtle expressions.
Gu Yuzhu leaned lazily against the window, speechless.
If the woman's eyes are not good, she can tell the blood relationship between herself and the three little milk bags at a glance. I didn't even think about it.
But she didn't explain, but said: "Why can't I throw a sachet when I'm married? The sachet is filled with medicinal materials, which have the effect of clearing the heart, improving eyesight and relieving depression. The champion is so handsome. I gave it to him." Medicinal package, sit upright, it's much better than your thoughts—"
The seductive tone was deliberately protracted, and her eyes swept around by the way, and finally fell on Fu Qingqing, and clicked her tongue.
The young ladies who cast suspicious glances just now blushed with embarrassment, and quickly covered their faces with handkerchiefs or wide sleeves.
Although it is said that Jinshi parades through the streets and unmarried women can express their feelings with sachets, but all the ladies present are rich ladies who abide by the rules and boudoir etiquette.
Fu Qingqing bit her lip and said angrily: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Some of them are good-looking, and they will put medicinal materials in the sachet."
"Didn't you see it now?" Gu Yuzhu raised his hand, and added another sachet like a magic trick.
She opened the sachet and took out the extremely dried lilac flower from it, "Have you learned a lot?"
The sachet in her hand was tea-white, only embroidered with a few small pieces of mint leaves, interspersed with patterns outlined by silver thread, it was slightly different from the sachets given by ordinary women.
At least quite a few people dispelled their doubts and persuaded in a low voice: "Girl, maybe you really misunderstood."
Fu Qingqing wanted to scold her for being stupid, but when she went to see Gu Yuzhu, she suddenly threw the lilac flower into the sachet, and took the sachet towards her, "No matter what you say, Zhuangyuan is also a scholar, and readers always like to be arty. Just now I saw that sachet you threw was embroidered with bright red peonies, this taste..."
It's really a little bit worse.
Fu Qingqing heard her implication and glared at her angrily.
Gu Yuzhu pretended not to see it, but bewitched him: "Look, the number one scholar has not gone far, and is still below. If you take my sachet, there may be a chance, how about it?"
Song Wen and Su Ziyi's faces were full of confusion, and they hesitated to speak.
This, you want to sell your husband?
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