Di'an looked sad.

Lin Wujing watched from the side, and after pleading for nothing, he suggested that His Highness eat it. As long as Princess Di'an is there, he would not go to the table, but would only serve his wife for food.

Liang Xuansheng waved his little arm and ate very much, and looked at his sister very loyally: "Ah——" He ate—

Di An thought about it and she should eat it herself: "Sister play with you later..."

"ah--"

Aunt Liang quickly wiped the porridge stains on the prince's mouth. She still didn't dare to look at the wife's face. She is still a little scared. She left for a while yesterday and handed the child over to the people of the East Palace. She didn't expect it...

...

"Thank you for your hard work, and you won't need to Ai's family early in the morning to avoid hard work."

Mingxiluo didn't say anything and sat down directly: "Let's pass on the meal."

The Empress Dowager was embarrassed and didn't even touch anyone's hand. She could only turn around and laugh with her. She quickly sent someone to deliver food: "The emperor accompanied the Ai family to eat some food, and the Ai family saw that the emperor could eat a few more bowls."

In the Empress Dowager's Hall, who had just eaten, the eunuch started to organize himself in a hurry.

The Empress Dowager sent the people away, and her teeth were almost broken, and she was completely unreasonable! But she was so angry that she couldn't even get it out! "Where is the Ninth Prince! Let the Ninth Prince get over to the Ai family!"

“Yes, yes…”

...

The afternoon sun shines through layers of green, softly spreading among the pavilions and towers.

Xiang Xinci's clear laughter sounded from time to time outside the pavilion surrounded by flowers.

Song Zining was wearing a black outfit, with a thin waist and wide shoulders, and a young man's heroic spirit. He was taller and harder than in previous years. His appearance was also very upright, with a little more loyalty as a boy and less timidity as a child.

Song Zining has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his figure is cool. At this moment, he quickly shuttles between the three rings, with his arms connected together, and the flywheel enters the sky, whether high or low, which is more agile and beautiful than yesterday's Quqiao juggler.

Xiang Xinci was wearing a neat corset shirt, with her long hair casually tied up high, and her soft waist was supported on the ring wall, and she occasionally caught the ring iron ring thrown by Song Zining into the air.

The colorful rings in Song Zining's hand seemed to dance out of flowers, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, swept his legs three hundred and six degrees and stopped steadily in front of Xiang Xinci, his eyes were burning and he had no breathing.

Xiang Xinci smiled more and more beautifully, with water shimmering in her eyes. She personally took the towel handed over by Aunt Qin and wiped his sweat: "The opportunity I seized from the three rings of the high altitude just now was great."

The faint fragrance lingered on her nose. I don’t know if it was because the heat wave had not subsided or the eunuch who relied on it. My heartbeat for a long time and my cheeks became redder and redder: “It’s still... it’s a little bit. I originally wanted to throw six.”

"Is that true, I didn't see it at all."

Song Zining also smiled, as long as the wife liked it: "I'll do it myself." He hurried to get the towel and accidentally covered it on the back of her hand. The soft touch made him hurriedly separate.

Xiang Xinci seemed to have not realized it, so he naturally put the towel on his shoulder and looked at him with appreciation: "I did the rope turn over again just now, that one looks good."

Song Zining also quickly came back from the strangeness because it was common to accidentally touch it, but this time it was a little different...

Song Zining couldn't say it, but it was different. He also knew that some things could be different because the emperor was gone.

If you ask Song Zining if he had that idea? But from the perspective of men's dignity, he entered the East Palace with full of ambitions and said, of course not, he was not giving it to others...

But he has been in the palace for many years and has seen each other differently. From the perspective of a man, his master has the attraction that makes him dizzy. As he grows up, this feeling continues to magnify, and he does not accept the arrangements at home. He does not deny the intention of following in Commander Lin.

Besides, he may not have no chance: "Okay, I'll turn the rope."

Aunt Qin was also happy when she looked at the energetic guard Xiao Song. Although she was just an ordinary rope jump, Xiao Song guard was not old and tall, mainly because she grew up better. She was a green young man, clean and clear.

Even the shyness of his jealous heart beats, it looks so good that it makes people love him from the bottom of his heart. What's more, the guard Xiao Song dances really well, looking at it front, back, left and right, up and down, as cool as dancing and not losing his toughness. It's so beautiful.

Xiang Xinci admires the eyes with pleasing pleasure, and her eyes are all relaxing and comfortable. The breeze is gentle and the youth is green, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and the fragrance of flowers is soft, so why don’t it make people feel happy?

Fennie passed by outside the courtyard and looked at the people in the courtyard. Her eyes looked at the young man who was jumping rope with Xinci. Her eyes couldn't help but stop on the boy's face for a moment. In a trance, she seemed to see the once romantic young man leaning on the corridor column and watching the girls in the courtyard.

It looks really good.

Fennie looked for a moment, turned around and walked away slowly.

Song Zining suddenly felt a pain in his ankle and fell forward.

Xiang Xinci subconsciously reached out to help him.

Both of them fell into the flowers beside them, and under the flowers were covered with a white velvet blanket that Aunt Qin had quickly spread on her eyes and hands.

Colorful petals fell from the branches and sprinkled on the white velvet blanket, between the two people who were as beautiful as flowers...

Xiang Xinci smiled.

Song Zining stopped looking back and looked at her in a daze.

Xiang Xinci put his hand behind his head and looked at the sky above: "Look—"

Song Zining held himself up with red ears and lay on the velvet blanket together.

Aunt Qin looked at Shen De not far away.

Shendby two thumbs up.

Aunt Qin didn't dare to take it, so it would be better for Shen De to control the timing, otherwise she wouldn't be so timely.

Xiang Xinci looked at the sky with gentle eyes.

Song Zining was not yet old enough to appreciate Huji, but because of the people around him, the people were still pounding, as if the sky was different, and the blue one was particularly dazzling.

Shen De suddenly had a straight figure.

Aunt Qin looked over and then her eyes drooped slightly. Isn’t Commander Lin again? It was the matter given by the emperor, why did he suddenly come back?

Lin Wujing took the time to come back to get something, and came over to see Xinci at the same time, and was worried that the prince would make trouble today, which would upset her.

But in just a moment, Lin Wujing felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Aunt Qin lowered her head and whispered: "Commander Lin is back..." I don't know who she is reminding.

When Song Zining heard this, his body moved for a moment, but after all, he had been following his wife for many years, and immediately replied to the venue, slowly got up, and retreated far away.

Lin Wujing's expression darkened for a moment, but he also quickly recovered as usual.

At this time, his figure had been printed in Xiang Xinci's beautiful eyes, facing the man with extremely dazzling light: "Did you forget to take something?"

Lin Wujing stretched out his hand and smiled softly: "If you don't worry, come back and take a look. It seems that I am worried..." The last sentence was slightly teasing, but there was no annoyance.

Xiang Xinci put his hand into his palm and stood up with his strength. The petals fell from the fiery red dress and the hair fell between his hair, which was not as pitiful as those who stood up.

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Continue to ask for monthly tickets with a swaying posture. (#^.^#)

Do a dance for everyone? (It's just that the dance posture is not good)

A classmate asked me: Which painting class should you sign up for your child now?
Chapter completed!