MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 2 Hard to make a good match

The nine-headed lion was taken to the riding circle, and the large group of mighty attendants brought by the little princess had also dispersed, sticking to the edge of the fairy island, and silently surrounded the Huahuang fairy island. drum.

This move caused a lot of displeasure among the gods, who complained secretly, but were reluctant to leave. Can God Fucang and Princess Zhongshan fall in love with each other? Everyone is very concerned about this matter.

Seeing that the gods led the little princess into the inner garden of the Huahuang, unless the Huahuang invited them, they would never be able to enter, so the gods had to look in hard, stretching their necks like geese.

The Flower Emperor's Inner Garden is full of colorful flowers, and all the flowers are cherished by the Flower Emperor. Where the wind passes by, the light and strong fragrances are delivered one after another, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The little princess walked very slowly, as if she couldn't walk without the help of the fairy, so the God of Helping Cang had to stop and go, turning back to wait for her from time to time.

No one spoke, Shenjun didn't seem even interested in raising the topic, and remained silent all the way like a mute.

But for a moment, Xuan Yi complained softly from behind: "This road is full of gravel, it is very rough, I am really not used to walking, I hope the **** will be considerate, let me rest for a while."

Fu Cang stopped on the hanging corridor beside the Yunchi without saying a word, and when he turned around, he glanced at the path under his feet. It was embedded with extremely smooth Tianhe stone, rough?

Xuan Yi wiped the railing with a handkerchief a dozen times before leaning on it softly, and threw the handkerchief into the cloud pond.

Fu Cang stood beside her, and said in a low voice: "There are many fairy fishes raised in the Yunchi in Huahuang's inner garden, it is not appropriate for the princess to do this."

Xuan Yi raised his head and looked at him quietly: "The **** is right. I am a descendant of Zhongshan Zhuyin. How can the little Yunchi place my concubine's handkerchief? It is my concubine's lack of thoughtfulness. The people in this Yunchi Immortal fish, today is considered a blessing."

Fu Cang didn't speak anymore, but Xuan Yi spoke slowly again: "I have been raised in a deep boudoir, and I know very little about the outside world, and my father has only relayed some things about the gods. The gods are young and unrestrained. There was a sword dance at the emperor's daughter's wedding banquet, but it was a pity that the concubine was unable to witness the heroic appearance of the god. However, since both the father and the Qing emperor were interested, the concubine did not dare to see outside, and now there is something I want to say to the god. "

She spoke slowly and softly, biting the words, and she spoke for a long time, Fu Cang listened to her with patience, and his voice became a little colder: "The princess has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Xuan Yi said lightly: "The Divine Lord is the son of Dongfang Qingdi, and he will inherit the Qing Emperor's position in the future. Dance with knives and guns is what a reckless general did. The Divine Lord will become an emperor in the future, so this is not appropriate."

Her expression was always extremely calm, and she turned a blind eye to the growing impatience in the depths of his eyes, and instead said: "I can see the gods today, and I admire him very much in my heart. It is my wish to be married with the gods." Therefore, I still hope that the gods will think twice, and I hope that my husband will be a refined and noble emperor, not a reckless man who wields a knife and sticks."

Fu Cang frowned slightly, and then relaxed again, his tone indifferent: "It's too early for the princess to say anything, so let's rest assured. The whirling peonies in the Flower Emperor's Inner Garden have bloomed recently, the princess would like to go and see them together?"

Xuan Yi reluctantly agreed, and continued to walk slowly behind him. It took half an hour to complete the hanging corridor, and it took another half an hour to arrive at the Peony Court.

Seeing that it was the two of them, the flower guard immediately bowed down respectfully and opened the courtyard door, and saw countless peonies in the courtyard blooming enchantingly against the spring breeze, bunches of purple and pink, like clouds spreading brocade, and on the glazed platform in the middle I only planted a peony flower, the flower is no more than the size of a palm, but there are thousands of layers of petals, its color is transparent like frost, and there are countless slender veins on the ice crystal-like petals, the color is like jasper, it is It is said that the mother-in-law peony blooms only once every 30,000 years.

"What a beautiful peony."

Xuan Yi praised, then suddenly raised his arm, the luxurious silk long sleeves slowly slipped down, revealing his white and slender arms, as if he was going to pick this precious peony.

The flower guard immediately turned pale with shock, and said anxiously, "Princess, no!"

Xuan Yi wondered, "Why not?"

Fu Cang who was behind him suddenly spoke, his voice was as cold as ice: "The whirling peony is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, it blooms only once in 30,000 years, how can the princess destroy it out of selfishness?"

Xuan Yi's eyes flickered, he seemed a little aggrieved, and said lightly: "But, I like it, it is the blessing of this flower, the spiritual root of heaven and earth, how can it compare with Zhongshan Zhuyin..."

Fu Cang finally didn't wait for her to finish speaking slowly, took a few steps back, and bowed his hands: "I still have something to do, I can't stay with the princess for a long time, so I'm leaving."

After all, he didn't wait for her to answer, and walked away.

Xuan Yi didn't move, her arms were still raised, and her slender fingers were a few inches away from touching the petals. The flower guard at the side was frightened and flustered, pleading repeatedly: "I hope the princess will show mercy! This is the most cherished peony of Lord Huahuang!"

After a while, Xuan Yi's frightening hand finally slowly retracted. She adjusted her sleeves slowly, and suddenly smiled at the flower attendant who survived the catastrophe: "Whirling Peony really deserves its reputation, it's a pity."

The words "It's a pity" made the flower guard break out in a cold sweat again, but seeing the little princess calmly started to admire the other peonies in the courtyard, and the **** who helped Cang walked away, it seemed to have no effect on her at all. Neither embarrassed nor angry, she walked around the peony yard, admiring every kind of peony, and then slowly walked out of the inner garden.

The gods who were guarding the door and peeping scattered like birds and beasts, and continued to play the piano, dance and dance in the pear blossom forest.

All eyes were secretly glued to the little princess, hoping to see some clues from her face, but this golden and precious princess was so well-bred, her expression was so calm that even a needle **** would not make waves.

The mighty entourage once again lined up in a long line, leaving Huahuang Immortal Island with astonishing momentum as when they came, leaving behind a group of chattering gods, excitedly discussing with each other what happened just now.

The resplendent and resplendent car shuttles through the sea of ​​clouds, Xuan Yi picks a well-pickled ebony plum from the jade box held by the fairy maid, UU reading www. As soon as uukanshu.com was put into her mouth, the sour and sweet taste made her "hmm" happily.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, the maidservant asked cautiously: "Princess, what is your impression of meeting God Fu Cang today?"

Xuan Yi concentrated on biting the ebony plum, and after a long time said: "I'm afraid it will be impossible."

The maidservant was taken aback: "But... this is the Heavenly Emperor's matchmaking..."

Xuan Yi looked at her innocently: "How old are you?"

The maidservant didn't understand what she meant, so she had to answer honestly: "Twenty-three thousand years old."

Xuan Yi spat out the plum core with the most graceful manner, and said calmly: "You are 23,000 years old and haven't married yet, and I am only 9,700 years old this year, so naturally there is no need to worry."

The maidservant was taken aback: "How can the maidservant compare with you, the princess! What's more, madam... the emperor is naturally anxious for you to find your home."

Xuan Yi didn't answer, just opened the curtains, and let the wind come in and mess up her delicate hair.

"It's a bit stuffy in the car." She said suddenly, "Stop the car, I want to go out."

The mighty long line of retinues stopped suddenly, and the maidservant tried to persuade the wayward little princess: "Princess! You have a noble status, how can you show your face like those ordinary gods..."

Xuan Yi didn't wait for her to finish speaking, she had already opened the car door, and the mist instantly enveloped her slender body, and the hurricane blew her luxurious clothes swaying, making her look a bit otherworldly.

"I am a descendant of Zhongshan Dragon God Candle Yin." She looked at the fidgeting maidservant and said slowly.

The maidservant hurriedly responded: "That's exactly the case, so you can't, princess..."

"Have you ever seen Longyou riding in a car?" Xuan Yi blinked, and the next moment he was flying away against the wind, and he was invisible in the blink of an eye.