Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Autumn is crisp, the weather is gradually getting cooler, and the heat of the past is gone, which makes people feel better.

The yellowing fallen leaves are a bit more desolate, and I can't help but feel regretful in my heart. There is always a feeling of sadness for spring and autumn.

Except of course Qingyun. Qingyun and Mo Jingchun were sitting in Liangchen Garden. Mo Jingchun was embroidering purses and Qingyun was making kites.

The weather is cool and comfortable, and the wind is just right, making it perfect for flying kites. Qingyun is restless. She does whatever comes to her mind and takes action immediately.

Qingyun worked very seriously, carefully gluing the oil paper to the kite bone. After gluing, Qingyun wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead, "Okay, okay, it's done. Cousin, how about coming and taking a look?" ".

Qingyun showed the kite in her hand to Mo Jingchun. Mo Jingchun stopped what he was doing, looked at the kite in Qingyun's hand, then at Qingyun, and then at the kite.

If Qingyun hadn't said anything, she really wouldn't have been able to tell that it was a kite. She didn't want to hurt Qingyun and said: "My cousin did a good job, but I'd better buy one. This one... I'm afraid it won't fly."

Mo Jingchun pointed at something similar to a kite in Qingyun's hand. She couldn't talk about this kite against her will.

Qingyun was a little discouraged. She was indeed not very good at handicrafts, but she wasn't that bad. She showed the kite to Qiuyue and the others and asked, "How is it?"

Dongxue glanced at Qingyun's longing eyes, and hesitated for a long time without saying anything. Qiuyue praised her, "Miss, you did a really good job. It wouldn't be possible for anyone else to do it."

But this is a kite made by the young lady herself, so it should be kept well, and I will buy another kite for the young lady to fly."

Mo Jingchun had to admire Qiu Yue's art of speaking. It was impossible for another person to make this kite, and he even persuaded Qing Yun to give up the idea of ​​flying this kite.

Qingyun got the approval and was very happy, admiring her masterpiece, "Hahaha, you are right, I am worthy of making such a kite, but I don't want to keep it, I will fly this one."

Qingyun is rebellious and Mo Jingchun is helpless. What should I do? I can only pamper her.

Two hours later, several people arrived at Manguo Villa outside the city. It's just a kite, so it won't go so far.

It’s just that there is a custom in Tianyuan Kingdom called Autumn Festival. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, people have to go to the orchard to pick fruits to worship their ancestors, to be grateful for today’s harvest and to pray for good weather in the coming year.

This was originally a folk custom and was later made a national custom by Emperor Yan.

After Qing Xiao knew that Qing Yun was going to fly a kite, he pulled her over and said he would find a good place for her to fly the kite.

Qingyun stupidly believed it, but when she was halfway there, she realized something was wrong. She wanted to kill Qingxiao on the spot, but Mo Jingchun stopped her and saved Qingxiao.

Qingyun got off the carriage and went straight to her room. She almost fell apart during the two-hour journey. She still had the energy to fly the kite now.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was gentle. Qingyun worked hard to fly the kite she made, but she finally brought the kite she made.

Qingyun pulled the kite string and said, "When I start running, you will let go. Remember?" Qingyun was very confident in her kite.

"Remember Miss", Qiuyue held the kite above her head from behind.

Qingyun pulled the thread and ran quickly, releasing the thread as she ran. Qiuyue ran hard after Qingyun, and gave up her hand when she felt the lift.

Qiuyue looked at the kite that was slowly flying higher, and felt that her previous thoughts were a little too worrying. Wasn't it flying very well?

When the kite gradually stabilized, Qingyun slowed down, walked backwards, looked up at the flying kite, and shouted happily: "It's flying, it's flying, it's worthy of being a little green."

Xiaolu is the name Qingyun gave to the kite, because the kite is a big green bird, but Qingyun did not say it was an eagle.

Xiaolu lived up to Qingyun's expectations and flew up. However, just when everyone thought that Xiaolu could fly smoothly, Xiaolu cracked and fell apart in the sky.

At that moment, everyone was silent. Qiuyue said silently, "Sure enough."

Qingyun exclaimed, "Xiao Lu, my Xiao Lu, why are you gone?"

Qingyun threw herself at the falling kite fragments and kept crying, but not a single tear fell. It was typical of thunder but no rain.

Mo Jingchun put down the needle and thread in his hand, walked to Qingyun and squatted down, touched her head and comforted her: "It's okay, she's already very good."

Mo Jingchun always felt that Qingyun was frighteningly mature and steady at certain times, unlike her peers at all.

But when you really doubt her age, she is extremely childish, even younger than herself. At least now, she treats Qingyun as a child.

Qingyun hugged Xiaolu's body and sighed. Qiuyue also came to persuade Qingyun, "Miss, don't be afraid. I also bought other kites to bring with me. Don't worry if there are no kites to fly."

"Really?" Qingyun quickly stood up, her eyes shining.

Mo Jingchun was shocked. She really thought Qingyun was sad for Xiaolu, but she didn't expect that she was sad because there was no kite to fly.

Obviously Qiuyue knows Qingyun better than Mo Jingchun. Dongxue took several kites and ran over, "Miss, look, there are many kites here. Which one do you want to fly?"

Dongxue placed the kites on the grass one by one for easy selection.

Qingyun started to choose the kite with great interest, circling the kite with her back several times, feeling quite like an emperor choosing a concubine. He didn't care about Xiao Lu, who had turned into hero fragments next to him.

In the end, Qingyun chose a lotus kite and affectionately called it Lian'er. With the joint efforts of Qingyun and Qiuyue, Lian'er flew steadily in the sky.

Mo Jingchun sat on the blanket under the tree and embroidered a purse. She doesn't like running around, but she enjoys watching Qingyun play. Qingyun's happiness is contagious, and people who see her happy will also be happy unconsciously.

Mo Jingchun was embroidering her purse, and from time to time she raised her head to look at Qingyun running around.

At noon, Qingyun went to take a nap after eating.

She had never had this habit before. Because of her busy and irregular work schedule, she always had trouble getting a good rest.

But after passing through, she had nothing else to do except eat and play. In addition, now is the time when the body is growing, so I have developed the habit of taking a nap.

There was silence in Manguo Villa, with only the gentle breeze blowing through, bringing bursts of fruity fragrance.

Manguo Villa is originally a place where fruit farmers live. Behind the Villa is a large orchard. The Qing family would only come during autumn to stay for a few days.

Qingyun has also been here, this is the second time. But this was Mo Jingchun's first time here, and as Mo Jingchun was a businesswoman, the maids in the manor didn't pay much attention to her.

Mo Jingchun grew up with such eyes on him, so he was very sensitive to these things. But it was only for a few days, and Mo Jingchun didn't want to cause trouble for Qingyun, so Qingyun didn't notice anything strange.