Chapter 50 The little princess is indeed a beauty
Xiao Baojing glared at him.
The salesman looks good, but what he says is very annoying.
Noticing the two of them, Ji Shanchuan and Ling Hong were embarrassed to continue arguing.
Ji Shanchuan walked up to the two of them, suppressing the sadness in his eyes, still as refreshing as the boy next door: "I have prepared a rest room for you, so don't stay in the ruined temple. The Wandering Gods Festival will happen in two days, Miss Xiao, If you don’t understand something, you can discuss it with me nearby.”
Xiao Baojing responded and glanced at Ling Hong hesitantly before being led by the maid to carry the coffin board to the side room.
She placed the coffin board on the soft couch and looked at Emperor Wu Mian.
Xiao Wumian was holding a Pisces bronze mirror and dressing up by the window.
Although she had already entered the Ji family's ancestral home, she felt no joy at all about returning home, and her eyes were as cold as frost and snow.
Xiao Baojing lay beside the fruit plate and carefully tested: "Sister Diji, why are you not happy at all when you go home? I heard that Prime Minister Ji also returned to his ancestral home. Why don't you go and see your husband? I heard that you He died of illness not long after he got married. Forty years have passed. You must miss him very much, right?”
Emperor Wumian raised her head in the bronze mirror.
She didn't know which word touched her pain point. She suddenly raised her sleeves and turned over the bronze mirror, sweeping the dowry and furnishings in the side room to the ground with a crash.
Her face was as gloomy as water, and she was wandering uneasily in the room. Her wide and long ice-blue sleeves and skirt were like raging snow, and water dripped and turned into ice wherever she passed.
A blizzard blew throughout the entire wing, and it was even more bitingly cold than the one in the ruined temple last night!
Xiao Baojing: She really wants to give herself two words!
Why is she talking so much?
How can she sleep tonight?
"Sister Di Ji, don't be angry. I said the wrong thing. Can't you just pretend I didn't say it?"
The wind and snow made her cheeks hurt, and she pitifully admitted her mistake, but Emperor Wu Mian kept running wild and couldn't listen to a single word.
After finally grabbing Wu Mian Di Ji's sleeve corner, the other party paused in his angry movements and looked down at her.
Xiao Baojing blinked her round almond-shaped eyes and acted coquettishly: "Sister Di Ji..."
Emperor Wumian slowly raised her sleeves and pointed in that direction.
Xiao Baojing:......
She can't understand, she really can't understand!
The salesman said that Emperor Wumian was pointing in the direction of the Ji family's ancestral home, so he brought her over.
But after arriving, Wumian Diji still pointed in that direction. What on earth did she mean?
Seeing her clear and stupid face, Emperor Wumian was obviously angry. With a flick of her wide sleeves, Xiao Baojing was thrown out of the room!
With a "bang" sound, the door slammed shut in front of her!
Xiao Baojing lay on the ground pitifully.
No, this was obviously her wing, but she was kicked out!
Not giving up, she stretched out her little fist and knocked on the door: "Sister Diji, please let me in, my godmother is still in there——"
The door burst open.
The whistling ice and snow was like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and roaring, directly freezing the feathers on Xiao Baojing's head.
The door closed heavily again.
Xiao Baojing rubbed his frost-covered eyebrows: "What about that? I'd better not disturb Sister Di Ji and you and my godmother can be alone."
She turned around and saw the salesman leaning against the pillar with his arms folded, looking at her with foxy eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat.
The embarrassed look on her face after being kicked out just now was completely ignored by him.
She grabbed Yu Yi's skirt, not daring to look into Shang Bingjiu's eyes: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"
"Where is the beauty?"
Xiao Baojing walked quickly to him, showed off her slender waist and long legs, and raised her face: "Am I not considered a beauty?"
The little girl is beautiful and self-aware, like a crane raising its long neck proudly.
Shang Bingjiu leaned down with his hands in his hands and looked at her carefully.
The sunshine at the turn of spring and summer shone into the eaves of the corridor, and the white crane feathers adorning the young man's collar were blown by the wind onto Xiao Baojing's cheek, tickling her a little. Eyes facing each other.
The two were so close, as if they were about to touch each other's noses.
She saw the salesman's foxy eyes, which were clear and dark, and their pupils were filled with light, as if soaked in sweet honey.
And she was in honey.
After a moment, the salesman bent his eyes and said in a clearer and gentler voice: "The little princess... is indeed a beauty."
The wind suddenly stopped.
Xiao Baojing's breathing also stopped.
After a while, the snow-white cheeks turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xiao Baojing said softly: "I hate it!"
Shang Bingjiu imitated her coquettish tone: "I hate it!"
"You——"
Even the roots of Xiao Baojing's thin eyelashes turned red. She covered her persimmon skewers and ran away quickly.
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It wasn't until she ran around the corner of the corridor that she held her chest and gasped.
Finally feeling less panicked, she lay on the porch pillar again and secretly looked at the salesman.
She didn't know what was wrong with her recently, but whenever she saw a salesman, she would blush and her heart would beat.
It's like being sick!
…
"You like him."
South wing.
Ling Hong and Xiao Baojing lay together by the flower window with their faces in their hands. Ling Hong made this conclusion.
Xiao Baojing was in disbelief: "How is that possible?! He has a bad mouth, and he doesn't know how to make money. He always takes me to live in a ruined temple when he goes out. How could I like him?! I think I'm probably sick, I need to find a doctor to prescribe a prescription. You don’t know that I got sick a few days ago, so I need to ask my godmother.”
"Of course everything in the world needs a reason. But only liking someone does not require a reason." Ling Hong said plausibly, "If you like it, you will like it. What's the big deal? Don't fall in love now. , To like someone, do you have to wait until half of your body is buried in the ground before you can fall in love and know how to like others? To like someone is like a pomegranate blossom, which means it can be lively. "
Xiao Baojing looked at her with admiration.
The girl was wearing simple clothes, but her expression was firm and calm, like a sweet jujube growing vigorously in the mountains.
Brave and tenacious.
She whispered: "Do you like Ji Shanchuan?"
Ling Hong nodded seriously: "I like him! But now I can't like him."
"Why?"
"He is the grandson of Prime Minister Ji. After the Dragon Boat Festival, Prime Minister Ji will take him to Ye Jing to study. Miss Xiao, his future is bright, but my mother-in-law and I are stains on him. The Ji family Because he is an illegitimate child, Leaving him out for more than ten years shows that he is a very strict family. Although this family seems to be polite, in fact, it is absolutely unacceptable for me and my mother. It would be wise to leave as soon as possible. "
The girl was serious and reasonable.
She has been on a boat since she was a child, and is used to seeing the harshness of the world and the warmth and warmth of people.
Even though he is young, he can still guess what kind of family the Ji family is.
While the two were talking, the stewardess suddenly came over and said with a smile: "Tonight, the Prime Minister will hold a banquet at Penglai Waterside Pavilion to entertain the young master's friends and thank you for taking care of him over the years. At that time, please The two girls went together.”
At night, the waterside pavilions are as bright as daylight.
The water pavilion was divided into two and connected by an arch bridge. When Xiao Baojing sat down, he found that the guests in their water pavilion were all ordinary people, but the people sitting in the water pavilion opposite were all prominent people in gorgeous clothes.
Ling Hong lowered her head and glanced at the opposite side with her peripheral vision.
(End of chapter)