Nu Lan spit out a sip of clear water into the sink, not at all and looked directly at Chu Qing. “You are an adult too.” He said indifferently, “There is no death, nothing more.”

The icy clear water swept away the tiredness, Chu Qing moved his joints and creaked, because Nu Lan had left beforehand, and there was only him left in the bathroom. The boy thought, today I will be 6 or 3 years old. I do not know his exact birthday. The day when His Highness Lin Xue was rescued in the snow was March 6, and he counted it as his birth day.

Under the solitary pear tree in the east gate of Jinmen, the girl is waiting for Chu Qing’s arrival. He saw the pear tree from afar, and remembered the legend about the tree. The angel believed by the northerners was the white feather crow. It is rumored that this pear tree was visited by the white feather crow. The pear blossoms will bloom in early spring and midwinter, and they will bear fruit even in spring.

Miyagi did not wear her favorite feather cloak, but put on a plain knitted shawl, wrapped her hair around the neck and wrapped it in warmth, her small hands sticking out from the cuffs of the long tweed dress Belly.

“Can you wait for me?” Chu Qing said as he shook the key in his hand. The girl immediately smiled at the small dimple on her cheek. “En!” She clapped her hands excitedly.

It only seemed boring to let her wait here, especially in such a cold morning, Chu Qing lifts the head, he found a fruit hanging on the pear tree. “Hey!” The teenager bent his knees and successfully picked the pear. Although it was not yet fully ripe, he rubbed it with his hands and barely ate it. He broke the pear in half and gave the larger half of the pear Xiaowei. Gong Yue, who took the pear, held the yellow-green fruit in his palm. After watching Chu Qing take a bite, he opened his mouth and ate a little.

“It’s a bit bitter.” Chu Qing regretfully commented, “I regret to eat it for you.” Gong Gongyue didn’t take it for granted, “It’s true, but it’s not unpleasant to eat. Mom doesn’t often say that life is not as good as eight-nine, full of bitterness. A little bit of sweetness is so precious! Well, hurry up, the sun will rise. “

Many people have gathered in the beak hall used to hold the ceremony. The benches are stacked in the corner. People are standing beside the aisle 2. The Queen of the Gong Family sits on the Patriarch throne. On the left is her Husband, the northern clan. He is about the same age as His Royal Highness. They are all around 3 15 years old. The neat short hair is neatly groomed. The beard on the mouth is very manly. There is no more decoration except that. The reserved face is his best business card. Chu Qing found that there is still a woman on the main seat. She is your younger sister. Although her body is close, her cheeks are a little fatter than her elder sister. She looks extraordinarily kind. The southern countries must have arrived in Tianjin yesterday. Gu Bing, the leader of the soldiers, stands at the bottom of the stage, obviously not very optimistic about today ’s sword-giving style, Qi Chengyuan, the Great Commander of the Musketeer, Chief Winner of the Gunners, and Du Ritian, the first strong bow, also show their faces in the hall. Hong Qiao, the housekeeper of her house, led the maid and the handyman, and Xian Du Rila was still awake! Chu Qing was annoyed, but the fluctuation in the heart was fleeting, because he did not find the most desired Mr. Shigonghu in the crowd.

“Come here.” His Royal Highness announced that the teenager looked back at Gongyue, she was standing at the entrance of the hall, all around there was no person beside her, she must be there to see her adulthood.

(End of this chapter)