Su Zhao watched Hua Feiyin leave, and at the same time put the six-pointed star stone talisman in his palm back into his sleeve.

"Everyone has left, are you still watching?" Behind him, a light and cheerful voice sounded, with a hint of anger in his tone, but it was Wei Xiangge who frowned.

Su Zhao looked at the girl leisurely and said with a smile: "What, are you jealous?"

Wei Xiangge: "..."

Su Zhao smiled slightly, looked at the tall girl with downcast eyebrows, and said softly: "You, my husband and I didn't even say a few words to her, and she's still under your nose. Let's go back to the palace together.

, Sister Xu is impatient."

After saying that, he stepped forward to hold Wei Xiangge's hand, but when his hand was gone, the girl in the red dress snorted softly, turned around and flew towards the palace garden like a nimble fire butterfly.

"I'm really jealous." Looking at the beautiful figure disappearing into the night, Su Zhao's face paused slightly, and he laughed dumbly. His eyes were dark and deep, and he couldn't help but show a hint of thinking.

A girl's first love is like a lemon. It is beautiful and simple in nature. Most of the good feelings start from appearance. Once the two fall in love, the relationship often rises very quickly. I wish I could see him in the other person's eyes every day. Although Wei Xiangge has a charming and naive nature,

Clear, but after all, she is still a young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, not a paper person without emotions.

Since he is emotionally bound, he is mentally prepared, and if he finds a dull person who doesn't respond at all, it will not only be a boring question, but he will also be very frustrated.

Su Zhao shook his head and looked deeply. After all, he felt that this kind of thing should not be thought about deeply.

Over here, Wei Xiangge returned to Yuhua Palace, sat silently beside the table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and ate the food, looking unhappy.

"Xiangge, are you okay?" Su Zijin asked, seemingly aware of the girl's emotional loss.

Wei Xiangge said softly: "I'm fine."

Su Zijin looked thoughtful when she saw this scene.

At this time, Su Zhao also walked to Yuhua Palace and asked Shaoyao to pour him a cup of tea.

"Who are you going to see? In such a hurry, the food is cold." Su Zijin asked curiously.

At this time, Wei Xiangge also raised his head slightly and looked at Su Zhao. His bright and clear eyes did not move for a moment. It was obvious that he was curious about the conversation between Su Zhao and Hua Feiyin just now.

Su Zhao smiled, picked up a chicken nugget naturally, and put it gently into Wei Xiang's singing bowl. He looked up at Su Zijin and said warmly: "I'm a friend who I don't know very well, but we just have a relationship."

, asked me for something, but I didn’t agree, so he left. Xiangge didn’t like this person a little bit, and he was having trouble with me.”

At this time, both the movements and explanations have a kind of tempered gentleness, a carefree ease, and the last touch of uncontrollable self-mockery, which outlines the image of a doting and helpless man.

Wei Xiangge couldn't help but brighten up after hearing this explanation. His crystal clear eyes like gems lowered slightly, hiding the joy in his eyes, and gently pounded the chicken nuggets in the bowl with chopsticks, "It's not that I don't like her, a

Monks look like they have six impure roots."

Su Zhao turned to Su Zijin and asked, "Sister, are you jealous?"

Su Zijin: "???"

Wei Xiangge's cheeks suddenly turned red, and in front of the third person, he felt something else.

"Okay, don't be so reluctant. Speaking of which, Qinzhuxuan also helped you put out the fire that day." After several cases, Su Zhao grabbed the girl's slender hair and said: "Don't mention it.

She's gone, let's eat."

Su Zijin looked at the little movements of the two of them, her eyebrows pounding, she felt full and felt like she really couldn't eat anymore.

After finishing the meal, the three of them drank a few cups of tea. Su Zhao raised his eyes and said warmly: "Xiangge, the moon is shining brightly outside, let's go for a walk together?"

This kind of situation has always been a matter of one rush, then decline, and then exhaustion, taking advantage of the victory to pursue and push forward... Before the flowers and under the moon, we talked about poetry and songs, philosophy of life, looking at the snow and the moon, talking all night long...

Wei Xiangge's dark eyebrows were curved, and she didn't doubt him, so she asked, "Where is sister Zijin?"

Su Zijin narrowed her starry eyes slightly, glanced at Wei Xiangge, and said to herself, silly girl, you two are spending time together in front of and under the moon, why do you want me to come over to you? She frowned at Chunshan's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You can just go.

Already."

"It's still early, let's get together." Wei Xiangge took Su Zijin's hand and said with a bright smile: "By the way, sister said she wanted to dance for me, but she hasn't danced yet."

Su Zhao was watching with interest, and then he met a pair of inquiring gazes, his eyes rippling, it was Su Zijin.

"Sister, after dinner, you might as well go and eat." Su Zhao paused for a moment, had to give up some thoughts, and said in a clear voice.

Su Zijin followed him after all, and then spent the whole night speechless?

Not really.

The three of them and the palace maid Shaoyao walked on the long corridor bridge between the palaces. Rows of octagonal palace lanterns hung on the corners of the corridor, swaying in the wind. Occasionally they met the palace maids on duty at night, and the few people they saw were all very happy.

He bowed, then picked up the lamp and left.

It has to be said that although the Su Kingdom is a land of seven counties, it was once wider than before. After more than ten generations of Su Hous, they continued to repair and expand. The palaces and gardens are also majestic and magnificent, covering a vast area and numerous palaces.

There are five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, a pavilion with a narrow waist, and high eaves. The overall color is mainly black and red, which reflects the majesty and solemnity of the palaces of Qin and Han Dynasties in the past generations of China, but lacks the luxury and magnificence of the palaces of Ming and Qing Dynasties.

This itself is also the aesthetics of this era, and the whole has a simple and elegant beauty.

Because Su Zijin was by his side, Su Zhao did not hold Wei Xiangge's hand and arrived at a three-story attic.

At this time, the palace maids on duty had already lit the candles. The palace candles were rustling brightly, the attic was brightly lit, and the ground paved with sapphire strips made the light discernible and the figures' shadows longing.

"I have met the prince, Your Royal Highness the eldest princess."

There were ten or twenty palace maids in gorgeous palace clothes, with buns in their arms and gold hairpins on their heads. They were graceful and graceful.

Like frost, it can be charming and sentimental, delicate and cute, or pure and peaceful.

Some of the daring palace maids even raised their heads and cast their eyes on Su Zhao with either sentimental or pitiful eyes, making secret glances at him.

In terms of appearance, some of them may not be able to conquer the country, but they will be more than enough to make their debut in later generations.

This is the nobility of a prince!

This scene naturally caused Su Zijin's personal maid Shaoyao to snort coldly.

Strangely enough, unlike Hua Feiyin, Wei Xiangge had no reaction when faced with these palace ladies.

Su Zhao looked at the palace maids holding pipa, flute, guzheng and other musical instruments, and asked: "Your palace servants from Taiyue Department... Where is Taiyue Ling?"

A country's grand ceremonies and sacrifices all require music and dance, so the princes will support such a group of people.

At this time, from the queue of these palace maids, a beautiful young woman with a large forehead and a broad forehead slowly walked out. She was in her mid-twenties.

Her shoulders are shaved and her waist is plain. She is wearing a pink palace dress and a low white tube top, revealing a touch of snow-grey skin. She is white and flawless. She holds it out under the full moon. Her makeup is even more delicate and charming, and her eyebrows are

With a mature and charming charm flowing through her body, and a plump figure like a ripe peach, she walked forward, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, your servant Liu Qingyu is the new Tai Leling. The predecessor Tai Le Ling is nian.

I died of illness, and this servant girl is his junior sister, so I was recommended by her to enter the palace."
Chapter completed!