Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Xuan Linyou and Xuan Linyu both saw Ming Xihua at first sight.

Xuan Linyu, who was standing aside twirling his beads, glanced at her and immediately looked away.

Xuan Linyou waved his sleeves: "Everyone is exempt from the courtesy."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Everyone then straightened up.

A group of people walked into the backyard of Jing'an Hou Mansion, and the two princes sat down.

After they sat down, the girls on the female guest's side all looked towards Xuan Linyu and Xuan Linyou opposite.

Ming Zhi'er, who was lagging behind, also took a seat and glanced at Xuan Linyou, her face turning red.

"Since everyone is here, let's start today's poetry meeting." Xia Ying, as the host of the poetry meeting, raised her eyes to look at the growth in the courtyard after the maid delivered the new sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the chef to each table. The wonderful osmanthus tree smiled and said: "I saw that the osmanthus flowers in this yard are blooming just right, so I decided to use osmanthus as the theme. What do you think?"

"My prince has long heard that Sister Ying has put a lot of effort into raising the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the garden, so I decided to use the sweet-scented osmanthus as the theme, and then blindfolded people in the middle, beat the drums, and pass the colored balls. When the drums stopped, the colored balls were Whoever gets it will recite a poem, what do you think?" Xuan Linyou suggested as he drank a glass of osmanthus wine.

Xia Ying raised her eyes shyly and glanced at him. Seeing that he was so interested, she naturally agreed.

Seeing that the host had no objection, the next guest naturally agreed.

Xia Ying immediately gave the order, and soon a servant brought a flower drum and a colorful ball. Her maid, covered with a cloth, stood in front of the drum and beat the big drum rhythmically.

The colored ball starts passing from Xuan Lingqi's right.

When the drum beat stopped for the first time, the colorful ball was in the hands of a sister who was close to Xia Ying: "Sister Mei Fang comes first."

"Recalling the time when I was in the mountains, the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom. The red spring soaked the yao grass and bloomed in the daytime."

The second round of drum sounds.

The colored ball spun around in a circle and finally landed on the hand of Xuan Linyu, who had completely changed his place to meditate and chant sutras.

"Brother Qi, since it's your turn to have the ball, write a poem." Xuan Linyou inadvertently glanced at Ming Xihua, who was looking up at Xuan Linyu with everyone else.

Xuan Linyu's eyes were light and he opened his lips: "The moon palace is full of cold autumn laurels, and the flowers are blooming every year. We talk about heaven together in the world, but I don't know that heaven remembers the world."

Ming Xihua was the first to applaud him.

Then everyone followed suit and applauded.

Several rounds of colored balls were passed around, and the poems recited by everyone received applause from those present.

The last round of drums sounded and the balls began to be passed around.

The colorful ball stopped in Ming Xihua's hand.

"Miss Ming, it's your turn." Xuan Linyou said.

Xuan Linyu paused while twisting the beads.

"There are two osmanthus trees in front of the hall. The clouds are splashing and the flowers are green. The fire-old golden flowers have not yet bloomed. The clear shade of love is all over the ground. Once the flowers bloom in the autumn wind, the heavenly fragrance will blow away the pavilion. But the flower god laughs at him, and he may not be able to come."

"Good poem, good poem." After Ming Xihua recited, Xuan Linyou took the lead in applauding, and everyone unconsciously clapped along because of her emotional recitation.

Ming Xihua got the prize prepared by Xia Ying for this poetry meeting, a white jade bone flute.

Xuan Linyou also gave her a gift, a ruby ​​jade pendant.

"Take it, he's watching me and you."

Ming Xihua immediately understood and accepted Xuan Linyou's jade pendant with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness Jiu."

"Sister Jiaqing, just call me Ninth Brother."

"Ninth brother."

Xuan Linyu watched them talking together, the beads spinning quickly in his hands.

[Hey, host, the boss’s blackening index fluctuates a little. 】

Oh, this is a good change. He is the one who can turn black.

This is the completion of the poem with the theme of flowers. Now is the free time for everyone to enjoy the flowers and drink tea together.

Xuan Lingqi excitedly took Ming Xihua to visit the Osmanthus Garden.

In the courtyard, she saw Xia Ying and her sister Xia Zhen talking under a laurel tree, but she and Xuan Lingqi did not come forward to disturb them.

[Host, the plot of important characters has been unlocked. Do you want to check it? 】

Ming Xihua immediately thought of Xia Zhen, and her intuition told her that Xia Zhen was this important person: "Check."

Xia Zhen is the daughter-in-law of the eldest princess. She has been married to Crown Prince Hengyang for three years, but there is no movement in her stomach. She has also seen many doctors and drank a lot of bitter medicines, but there is no good news. This makes the eldest princess very anxious. With the concubine, the eldest princess had the idea of ​​taking a concubine for the prince.

The eldest princess is the sister of Emperor Shunwen and the eldest daughter of the late emperor. When she was young, she disguised herself as a man and went to the battlefield, killed foreign enemies, and put down border rebellions. She was also the most respected imperial aunt of Xuan Linyu.

"Miss Xia is here because of my sister's business?"

Xia Ying was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, nodded and said, "Exactly, I would like to ask the princess to take a look at it for my eldest sister."

"Let's go, Miss Xia."

Hearing this, Xia Ying's face suddenly lit up with joy, and she said excitedly: "Princess, please come here."

Princess Jiaqing is from Heyun Mountain. A person of this status would never treat someone easily. Only aristocratic families like them knew that the tenth princess's face was cured. It was Ming Xihua's work. Xia Ying saw her sister all day long. With a sad look on his face, he wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect that Ming Xihua would agree so easily.

"Sister, sister, I invited the princess!"