Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

Qu Jinying listened carefully to the two cicadas, and took her to read the script together. After reading the last page, Wei Yansi was worth it.

She stood at the door with a smile of joy and a river of stars flowing in her eyes.

Qu Jinying looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

"I... late." Wei Yansi tried to break the silence.

Qu Jinying only gave an "um", and slowly put the script back to its original place, lifting the skirt corners and crossing the threshold.

There is a carriage parked outside the door, gorgeous and spacious.

Qu Jinying was concerned about the repeated raids of the Red Lotus Sect, hoping to keep a low profile, and suggested changing to a simple one.

"Hurray for fear that you will be uncomfortable in your ride, so I specifically ordered the minion to prepare this carriage, please." Chunlai patted the horse's nose and lifted the driving curtain.

The hospitality was difficult, Qu Jinying stepped into the carriage on a low stool, and there was another person in the darkness—the fifth princess Ning Chen.

Qu Jinying was quite surprised. She recovered her peace in an instant, and brought the little Yangliu who followed behind to make a greeting to her, and sat down opposite her.

"Sister Ying'er is polite. I'll come here uninvited. Don't dislike me and disturb you and Brother Huang."

"Where is the princess."

"Tonight, I went to Yangxin Hall to deliver soup to my brother. I happened to bump into her about to sneak out of the palace, so I pestered her to take me with me." Ning Chen said.

The image of Qu Jin was spied on a certain secret, and his cheeks were hot.

"You are about to enter the palace. You don't need to hide and tuck, and I won't tell the queen." Ning Chen's tone changed, and he said directly to the end.

Qu Jinying's expression sank immediately, perhaps it was an illusion, she felt Ning Chen's hostility, it was Ning Chen's willful and unintentional mistakes since childhood.

Across the curtain of the car, Wei Yansi heard Ning Chen chattering. If it weren't for the little talk that was too nasty and she was not allowed to go by holding her legs, she would not have brought the little talk with him.

She bowed in and made a relief for Qu Jinying.

It was not easy to get out of the palace this time, Fenghe stopped her, and Chunlai also stopped her.

The most hateful thing is Yi Dongpo, lying on the threshold of the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, playing a rogue, and threatening to step on his corpse if she insists on leaving the palace.

Then Lu Chijing also came, insisting to discuss with her the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect.

Has been delayed until now.

She spent a lot of effort to send Lu Chijing away, and insisted on coming despite the obstacles. Fenghe and Chunlai had nothing to do with each other, so she had to change into casual clothes to follow her.

As for Yi Dongpo, the old thing was lying dead, even if she was indifferent to both soft and hard.

Wei Yansi is not a vegetarian, so she really stepped on his stomach and left the Hall of Nourishment.

"Drive." Feng He and Chunlai were sitting on the cowl, the whip was pulled on the horse's hip, and the wheel slowly rolled forward.

When they arrived at Shenwumen, there were guards who wanted to check. Feng He showed his waist card, saying that he would go to the palace in the name of Long live to do business, and fooled it smoothly.

After leaving the palace, Ning Chen excitedly opened a corner of the originally tight curtains, exclaiming excitement.

Wei Yansi liked this lively sister, and joked: "Fun, your princess mansion is outside the palace."

"But I haven't sneaked away since I was a child," Ning Chen's eyebrows were drooped, "Sister Ying'er, please take care of Brother Huang, she always bullies me."

The words were too strange, the innocent relationship immediately became hazy, no one answered, and Wei Yansi was embarrassed to find a gap in the narrow space.

She turned her head subconsciously and tried to glance at Qu Jinying's reaction, but the light was dim and she couldn't see clearly, and she was busy pretending to be okay, and ordered Spring to come and speed up.

Horseshoe slammed, and the car ran.

There is no curfew on special days, and the night of the Zhongyuan Festival is just lively. There was the smell of burning yellow paper on the street, and it slipped into the carriage, and it was too thick to be turned.

Wei Yansi rolled up the curtains to ventilate, and found that the street was crowded with people, holding a pink lotus lamp, heading in one direction.

Her carriage was in the middle of the crowd and had to slow down, like a large, slow-moving rock.

She asked: "Where is this going?"

"Go to the Shuiyue River by the city, where the people gathered to put the river lanterns. Brother Huang, you have been raised in a deep palace since you were a child. You probably haven't seen it before." Ning Chen happily poked his head out of the window, his left cheek was bright red. The little mole adds a touch of beauty.

Wei Yansi asked Chunlai for advice on this matter. It was not unprepared. He turned his eyes and asked Qu Jinying: "Can you bring the Buddhist scriptures you copied?"

"Take it." Qu Jinying immediately pulled out from his sleeve.

Wei Yansi took all of them and put them on her legs, carefully twisting out one, his fingers flew flexibly, and the thin Sajinxuan quickly turned into an exquisite and beautiful paper boat.

Wei Yan put it into Qu Jinying's palm as if it were swaying.

"Hurray, this is..."

"River lantern." Wei Yansi took out a small lotus-shaped candle like a trick, lit it with a fire fold, stuffed it into the small sailboat, illuminating the entire hull as transparent as a piece of fragile glass, "Is it beautiful?"

"...Beautiful." Qu Jinying smiled lightly.

Wei Yansi shook his head triumphantly, and accidentally met Qu Jinying's eyes. In the darkness, Qu Jinying's eyes were clear, as if ten thousand stars had poured into her heart.

As soon as the heart pumped, a tingling sensation gushed out, spreading to every nerve.

Wei Yansi hurriedly backed away, pressing his back against the wall.

"Brother Emperor is partial, I want too." Ning Chen sat next to her jealously, shaking her arm, and pulling out a golden announcement, "Quickly fold one and give it to me."

"Don't move." Wei Yansi announced the money and smoothed the wrinkles. "The Buddhist scriptures above are copied from the county owner to her mother. You almost made flowers."

Not only is it eccentric, but it also makes no secret of it.

Ning Chen dug the old Gao Xiaozui.

"If the princess doesn't dislike it, I will give it to the princess." Qu Jinying folded her hands, holding the boat and handing it over.

"I don't want it, I want Brother Huang to fold it for me!" Ning Chen kindly treated her as a donkey, opened her hand with a palm, and the paper boat fell down.

The lotus candle rolled on the furry carpet, lighting up a small fire, and Xiao Yangliu quickly lifted his foot to stamp it out.

Wei Yansi accused Qi Qu of Ning Chen, saying that he was not serious, and then stopped talking, caring about Qi Qu Jinying: "Ning Chen is not sensible... but there is a wound on the back of your hand."

She was talking about the recent bite.

"Good morning." Qu Jinying pulled up the left cuff, and there was a row of looming bite marks in the center of the back of her hand, which was as smooth as snow.

Wei Yansi was ashamed, and quietly rubbed the shallow wound on her right wrist with her thumb. The place where she was close to her pulse was also imprinted by Qu Jinying.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Feng He's low and capable voice sounded outside the thick curtain: "There are too many people, and the car can't get in."

Wei Yansi decided to dismount and walk.

But the carriage can't be left alone. Chunlai is not familiar with outside the palace, so Xiao Yangliu is asked to take him to find a place where the carriage can be parked.

Fenghe was left alone to serve the three masters of them.

Wei Yansi was quite sensible and tried to minimize trouble for Fenghe. She was in the middle of Ning Chen and Qu Jinying, shouldering shoulder to shoulder, even if there was excitement.

There were too many people on the road. Ning Chen generously took her arm and said in a charming manner: "The emperor... Brother, you must keep me close, lest the bad guys abduct me."

Wei Yansi handed her a hand, let her hold it, then pinched a corner of the cuff, and handed it to Qu Jinying, but she did not move.

"Don't dare, hold on." Wei Yansi scowled.

When he was about to intimidate and lure a few words, Qu Jinying’s ears showed red, and the dark night couldn’t conceal it.

"The county lord, are you... uncomfortable?" Wei Yansi asked.

"...No." Qu Jinying's hand hesitated a few times before she held her cuff.

Wei Yan's mouth narrowed, thinking that she was disgusted with herself and kept doing nothing, so she suddenly held her hand and squeezed it tightly, for fear that she would break free.

"Ah!" Qu Jinying was startled, "Master Wan!"

Wei Yansi stuck his tongue out at her and made a face.

The so-called first-come-first-served, they stopped at the head of the Shuiyue Bridge and looked down. The people on both sides of the river were already densely packed, and even a fly could not get in.

Wei Yansi sighed three times and led them to move on, walk off the bridge, rest under a willow tree, and admire the sparkling river scenery from time to time.

Thousands of lotus lamps are shining brightly, as if the stars are flowing, following the water flow, floating to the empty and lonely distance, sending the thoughts of their loved ones.

Not far from them, there was a huge boulder with the words "Shuiyuehe" written on it. A doll squatted beside him. With the help of his parents, he awkwardly put the lotus lamp into the water. Shengmilk said: "It's drifting away, it's drifting away!"

At this moment, Wei Yan's thoughts warmed. She stared at Xiaowawa, her parents, and the people on both sides of the river, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyebrows.

She closed her eyes lightly, contemplating and feeling.

This is her country, her people, she has no ambitions to display grand ambitions, and she has no ambition to achieve a thousand-mile dominance.

But tonight, she sincerely hopes that Guotai and the people will enjoy a feast in the river and the sea.

She still held the stack of Sajinxuan with the scriptures in her hand, sat down cross-legged, patiently folding the small paper boat, one after another.

Different fragrances wafted from the left and right - Qu Jinying and Ning Chenzhen were sitting beside her, with obvious intentions in their eyes to ask for advice.

Moved by their sincerity, Wei Yansi each took out a scripture and gave them one-on-one on-site teaching, even forcing Fenghe to fold one.

Of course, she folded this one by herself and put it on the lawn, sliding the top of the paper boat from left to right, like a light boat sailing along the water.

"Who would Master Wan want to send the paper boat to?" Qu Jinying's peach-like eyes had no distractions, pure as a spring.

"My grandfather and grandmother."

"It turns out to be Taishi Wang and Mrs. Wang Tai." Qu Jinying said.

Obviously, she had misunderstood. Wei Yansi did not refute. She took out all the small lotus candles from her waist. Above, the hull immediately became clear and transparent.

"Brother, I want too. I want to light up a boat and send it to my biological mother, but I folded it too ugly. Send me your paper boat." Ning Chen, like a helpless calf, put his forehead on top Hold her shoulders, grievingly begged.

Wei Yansi had nothing to do with her and gave her everything.

"Master, minion... courageous, also want it." Feng He said.

Wei Yansi turned his head to look at him, and saw that his expression was always unhappy or angry, but there was a soft stream of light floating in his eyes.