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This flower weaving is really not easy. How could Qiancha have done such fine work in the past hundreds of years? She clearly read the man in the book, but just randomly made a wreath. Why did she not weave it after so long? Either it's loose here, or it's loose there.

As the sun slanted westward, she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and inserted the last twig into the intersecting seam. She waited for a while, and when she saw that the twig did not pop out, she let out an excited ah.

"Compiled!"

She lifted up the wreath and looked at it under the sunlight for a while, deeply feeling that her handicraft is so good, she completely forgot that it took her several hours to weave this thing, and she felt that she was really amazing.

After watching for a while, she put it on her head. She turned her head and saw that Kautan was still standing at the side, and asked casually, "Does it look good?"

Kaodan nodded: "It looks good."

Only then did Qiancha pack up and go to Kunlun Mountain.

After lighting the fireworks and weaving garlands, Qiancha walked to the gate of Xuanpu, and the sun was already setting.

She picked up the things behind her, looked in, hid the sound of the bell, and went in quietly. After taking two steps, she was stopped by Bai Jing who suddenly appeared.

Holding something in his hand, Bai Jing saw Qian Cha coming, and hurriedly asked, "Why did you come here today?"

Qiancha wondered: "What's wrong?"

Bai Jing smiled: "It's nothing, Xuanli is restless today, I think it's probably because you haven't come to see her yet."

Qiancha raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Bai Jing covered her mouth and smiled: "Yes, Your Highness the Seventh." She glanced behind Qian Cha: "What are you carrying?"

Chicha: "Fun stuff."

Bai Jing nodded, didn't ask any more questions, said something and left.

Qiancha went in quietly again, seeing that Xuanli was not in the yard, she thought just right, and quietly went to the bamboo forest again.

The bamboo forest faces the yard. If fireworks are set off here at night, it should look good from the yard.

After thinking about it, she arranged the fireworks and hid the garlands, and now she went to find Xuanli.

She walked around Xuanpu, but she didn't see Xuanli. She glanced at the bookstore in the depths of the bamboo forest, and went there without thinking much. She opened the door and saw that Xuanli was really inside, sitting on a chair and reading a book. .

When Xuanli saw the person coming, he raised his head, looked at the darkening sky outside, and closed the book: "I thought you wouldn't come today."

Qiancha smiled, and walked over with her hands behind her back: "Miss me?"

Xuanli replied casually: "No." Then he put the book back.

Qiancha followed her, saw that she was putting the book back into the shelf of the demon bone, and asked curiously, "Is it a new book?"

Spin off: "Yes."

Qiancha nodded, she glanced at the sky outside, and saw that although the sky was darker, it was not too dark, so she simply sat down, watched Xuanli put the book away, and asked, "I saw this demon Among the skeletons, there are a few books about the elders of my raccoon clan, and it is said that the elders died because the bones were taken away, is it true?"

Xuanli stood in front of Qiancha, looked at Qiancha with an unclear expression, and after a while, replied: "Yes."

Qian Cha raised his eyebrows: "This elder is also pitiful, how could he die so easily."

Xuanli stood with his head bowed and didn't reply, so Qiancha had no choice but to say to himself: "More than 5000 years ago, the ancestors of the four major clans of the monster clan died in the sea, and they were admired and praised by everyone. This elder is so boring, wolf bird What is the war between the two clans? Why did you die in that small battle." Qiancha sighed: "Anyway, he is also an elder. He was so beautiful when he was born, so why did he die like that?"

After finishing speaking, Qiancha felt that these remarks were very disrespectful to the elder, raised his eyes and stuck out his tongue at Xuanli: "Is it not good for me to say that?"

Xuanli's eyebrows and eyes were complicated, and after hearing this, he relaxed a little, and shook his head lightly: "No."

Qiancha asked again: "Why do you collect so many books about demon bones and god bones?"

Xuanli: "I have nothing to do, just take a look."

Qiancha nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She swayed her legs, pointed at the bookshelf named "Miscellaneous", and asked with a chuckle, "Are there any good books over there?"

As soon as Xuanli heard it, she knew that the beautiful book Qiancha was talking about was He Shu, and she replied directly: "No."

Qiancha was curious again: "Have you read all the books over there?"

Xuanli shook his head: "No."

Qiancha nodded, and suggested: "Some books are still very good."

She seemed to feel that it was not enough, and even stood up to guide herself.

"This book is about the relationship between the general and the princess. The princess was betrothed to the prime minister's son by the emperor when she was born. When she grows up, the princess and the general will know each other and fall in love with each other." The way was very cumbersome, and he said: "After going through many difficulties, we finally got together."

Xuanli listened to the sudden turn in her words, chuckled lightly, and said cooperatively, "Is this interesting?"

Qiancha nodded, and pointed to another book: "This one is more interesting, it's about a monk and a young lady."

Xuanli nodded and motioned her to continue with his eyes.

Qiancha continued: "This story is more cruel. In order to let the monk feel at ease and become the abbot of the monastery, this young lady said something against her will. She said that she didn't love him and wanted to marry another man."

After a pause, he asked, "What happened next?"

Qiancha smiled: "Of course we got together later, the abbot snatched the marriage on the wedding night." Qiancha picked at the spine of the book: "The young lady in the book cried loudly in the monk's arms, almost made me cry too, but it's okay, They are together, the abbot is still the abbot, and the young lady is the abbot's young lady."

Xuanli looked at Qiancha steadily, seeing that she was still heavy one moment, but immediately laughed the next moment.

Qiancha looked at Xuanli foolishly, smiled foolishly, and secretly glanced at the sky outside. Feeling that it was almost done, she took Xuanli's hand and said, "Go, I'll show you something beautiful."

This time, Xuanli was taken out by Qiancha, Qiancha asked Xuanli to stand outside the bamboo forest, and then extinguished a few big lanterns, then took out a wooden branch from his sleeve, and excitedly said to Xuanli: "Give me a fire."

Xuan Xin was puzzled, but still pointed at the wooden branch, and the branch lit up instantly.

Qiancha patted Xuanli's arm: "Stand here and don't move."

After she finished speaking, she turned and ran towards the bamboo forest.

Xuan Li looked at her back, she was dressed in white, holding a flaming twig in her hand, and the skirt seemed to follow the owner, swinging happily from side to side.

Seen from a distance, the white-clothed woman squatted down in the bamboo forest, and then seemed to ignite something on the ground, passing by bit by bit, she was extremely fast, after the last one was lit, the white-clothed woman turned around, and the fireworks behind her followed. bloom.

Under the firelight of the fireworks, Qiancha's dress was shining brightly, and Xuanli looked at it, feeling a little more complicated.

Qiancha laughed happily, with her hands behind her back, she walked towards Xuanli step by step from the light, as if she had come out of an illusion. She had thought about this person for hundreds of years and dared not approach him. It hurts.

Xuanli really wanted to touch her, and wanted to ask if she really didn't remember her at all?I want to ask her, do you hate me?Want to ask her if it hurts?She really didn't mean to ask for her forgiveness.

It can be seen that she is so happy now, but Xuanli can't say anything. In the past, Qiancha also smiled at her like this.

"Xuanli." Qiancha called her.

The person from before and the person in front of her seemed to be overlapped, and Xuan Li frowned, everything in front of her was so beautiful that she didn't dare to move, for fear that if she opened her mouth, everything would disappear.

Qiancha stood in front of her, then took out the wreath hidden behind her, raised her head and put it on Xuanli's head.

Qiancha's eyes curved: "You are so pretty."

She moved her gaze down and met her upward-swirling eyes: "I like you."

After finishing speaking, Qiancha shook her head suddenly. She felt that this was a bit casual. When this sentence was said in the book, there were always some scenes or other matching scenes, which were very beautiful.

Thinking of Qiancha, he solemnly took Xuanli's hand again, and said seriously: "Xuanli, I like you."

Qiancha wanted to continue talking, but Xuanli took a step back, let go of Qiancha's hand, and interrupted her.

"I'm not worthy of your liking."

Xuanli took off the wreath on his head, returned it to Qiancha, put his hands behind his back, and hid his panic with his sleeves.

Xuanli lowered his head: "Your Highness Seventh, I'm sorry."

Qian Cha was used to being rejected, and she was only sad for a while when she heard it, before she stepped forward with a smile: "You deserve it, and also, if you want to call me Cha'er, don't call me Seventh Highness."

"I just like you." Qiancha continued: "I want to understand why I care about you every day now, spin away, I want..."

"I'm engaged to someone else."

Xuanli took another step back, and interrupted directly.

Qiancha was stunned for a while before opening her mouth.

"What did you say?"

Xuanli bowed his head, and said again: "I have a marriage contract."

Qiancha's heart twitched suddenly, and the smile in his eyes disappeared immediately: "Are you engaged?"

She didn't seem to believe it, and took another step closer: "Who is it?"

"it's me."

Someone suddenly came from the other side of the yard, interrupting the conversation between the two, Qiancha turned her head to look, and saw a person walking slowly in the depths of the night.

It's Attu.

Qiancha frowned, still didn't believe it, looked at Xuanli and asked, "Are you going to marry her?"

Xuanli nodded, after a while: "Yes."

Qiancha's heart twitched again, and she suddenly felt pain. She had never felt like being stabbed hard by a knife.

She looked at Xuanli, her brows furrowed even more, and she still had a glimmer of hope: "You never told me about this, are you lying to me?"

Atu, who was behind Xuanli, was standing in the victor's posture at the moment, with disdainful eyes, but Xuanli stopped talking, which made Qiancha feel even more painful.

Qiancha pursed her lips, tears fell from her eyes, she shook her head and looked at Xuanli, and said, "I don't believe it, you lied to me, didn't you?"

Qiancha's words were very light, it sounded like an inquiry, more like a begging, she begged Xuanli to tell her that she lied to her.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke. Qiancha stared at Xuanli with tears in her eyes. She was still holding the wreath in her hand. The flower wobbled and fell to the ground.

She lost her long time.

Atu broke the tranquility at this moment, she stepped forward and stepped on Qiancha's hibiscus flower, and said calmly: "She didn't lie to you, she really wants to marry me."

Qiancha was displeased, and cried loudly to Atu, "Shut up! I don't want to listen to you."

She looked at Xuanli and said in a low voice, "Speak, I want to listen to you."

Xuanli lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at Qiancha: "It's true, I didn't lie to you, I want to marry her."

With a whimper of Qiancha, all the wreaths in her hand finally fell to the ground. She clasped her hands over her heart, her eyes blurred with tears.

"Xuanli, don't you like me?" Qiancha asked, holding her hand.

Xuanli tugged lightly, but she didn't pull it apart, she just said: "I'm sorry."

Qiancha sniffed, and pointed at Atu beside Xuanli: "Are you going to get married?"

Xuanli nodded: "Yes."

Qiancha choked with sobs: "You guys will hug like what is written in the book?"

Difficult to spin away: "Yes."

Qiancha almost burst into tears: "Kiss too?"

Turning away from the drooping eyes, but there was no answer.

Qiancha finally couldn't help it, and squatted down covering her heart: "I don't believe it, you lied to me, you lied to me."

After saying this, at the other end of the bamboo grove, the fireworks that seemed to have not been ignited in time suddenly exploded with a puff.

The fireworks bloomed very ironically, with a sound of babbling, in Qiancha's ears, it seemed to be mocking her.

She squatted on the ground with her knees in her arms, biting her arms and crying loudly. Another firework bloomed in mid-air, reflecting her face, wet with tears.

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