Chapter 322 Peony Garden I'm Indifferent Son

In March and April, when the peaches and pears were white, the weather gradually became warmer, and the clothes of pedestrians on the road became more beautiful. In order to match the bright clothes, all kinds of fans began to appear in their hands. It was a good time for a spring outing, enjoying flowers and grass and this scenery.

Early in the morning, Mo Xuetong put on the clothes sent by Mo Huawen yesterday, a palace dress with some colorful clouds and light gauze. The color of emerald blue is very light. From a close distance, it seems to be a little pure white, but from a distance, it is slightly blue. A white fan with ink painting of Jiangnan landscape in his hand reveals slender white fingertips under the gold silk sleeves. , it looks more and more delicate and beautiful.

She is a little taller, wearing such a long skirt, and her waist is incredibly slender and soft.

"Miss, the master said that the peonies over there are very famous and very complete. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter, even if they have stickers, if they are not dressed decently, they are not allowed to enter." Mo Yu said seriously. After saying that, she was also a little confused and said in surprise, "Is it true, what kind of person is that? She is so awesome that she can only say words with heavy clothes and no heavy people."

This is the capital of the Qin Dynasty. When you meet someone, you have something to do with the official. Why is your tone so big?

Peony prince, the legacy is independent!

I don't know where he is, and I don't know how old he is, just because the mysterious Mr. Peony is a man wearing a mask and his hands and eyes are open.

Mo Xuetong smiled, and a trace of return to herself flashed in her eyes, the independent peony prince!

In her last life, she really saw it, but not in the capital, but in Yuncheng. On that day, Yu's En was finally allowed to go to the temple to worship her mother. Yu Sirong must follow her. When she got off the sedan chair at the gate of the temple, Yu Sirong tripped herself, and Mo Xuetong hit the door frame on the spot.

This kind of accident often happens as long as Yu Sirong is there.

Mo Xuetong covered his face, closed his eyes, and endured the pain and subsequent shame.

However, this time she did not hit the ground, but fell into a person's arms.

With a dark and elegant voice in my ear: "Girl, have you ever been injured?"

The soft voice with a little concern fell into Mo Xuetong's ears. She looked up in shock and saw a pink red lips, and half a mask up, revealing his bright and deep eyes, looking at her gently, with some smiles in her eyes that she could understand.

Although I only saw this, I knew that he was a very handsome man.

Several maids and Yu Sirong on the side have been stunned for a long time.

"Thank you, prince." Mo Xuetong came to her senses, quickly pushed him away and stepped back two steps. Yu Sirong behind her also reacted, grabbed Mo Xuetong and looked at her up and down pretending to be concerned, and said uneasier, "How are you? Have you bumped into her? Be careful when you walk next time. Don't be so anxious and reckless.

The woman's gentle and kind words fell into the man's ears, and the smile in her eyes became more and more gentle.

He approached Mo Xuetong and handed over the peony in his hand with a smile. "It's fate to meet you today. I don't know when he will meet you. Girl, this Wei purple peony will be sent to the girl. If he is destined to see you every day, just look for Mr. Peony."

After saying that, he stuffed the peony into the dazed Mo Xuetong's hand and took people away...

As soon as the man left, Yu Sirong robbed the precious Wei purple peony in Mo Xuetong's hand.

This happened originally an accident. In his last life, Mo Xuetong never paid attention to this matter. He was just a man who had never appeared and gave himself a peony. It was really not predestined. Later, when he entered Beijing, he only heard people say that the peony prince Shenlong saw the end.

is not only extraordinary, but also different from ordinary people.

It is said that he loves to show off the peony robe...

It is said that he wants to enter his peony garden to watch peonies, which is not only noble, but also gorgeous...

Only heavy clothes and clothes are not heavy, which shows his attitude.

Someone said that he loved peony very much. The peonies in the yard were all cultivated by him, so he also attracted the peony fairy, making the peony in his garden more beautiful than elsewhere...

But no matter what the rumor is, it shows that the peony prince is not simple. In this capital, if you dare to say such a thing, the peony prince's * will never be simple.

It is said that the appearance of the peony prince only in March and April every year. When he appeared, he wore a mask on his face, revealing only a perfect chin. Therefore, everyone is guessing that the peony prince must be an excellent handsome man, but unfortunately, no one has seen him.

When Mo Xuetong arrived at the Peony Garden, it was the most prosperous time.

There was a long period of traffic outside the door. The coachman of Mofu looked at it and planned to line up. Suddenly, someone asked, "Is it Princess Anping who came in front?"

"We are right." The coachman stopped the car and replied.

"You come with me." The guide was a scub, who took Mofu's carriage around two corners and arrived at another door, where only three or four cars were parked, which seemed to be more noble than before.

Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu get out of the carriage and walked to the door. Mo Yu handed over the sticker. The little man at the door took a casual look and pointed to the front attentively and said, "Princess, go out from here and turn right."

"Thank you very much." Mo Xuetong smiled and walked in with Mo Yu.

"Miss, this peony prince is really snobbish. He makes ordinary people line up in front of him, waiting for such a long queue, and checking the posts one by one. He is afraid that others will sneak in. The back door is so empty that he won't let people enter from here." Mo Yu complained and muttered in a low voice.

"It's good for you to enter from here. Mo Yu, you complain so much. Maybe Mr. Peony listen and let us go to the front door and queue again." Mo Xuetong bent her lips and smiled and joked.

"No way, miss, will people like Mr. Peony eavesdrop on a little maid?" Mo Yu was scared by her, quickly covered her mouth, looked left and right, turned to Mo Xuetong's face and found her laughing. Then she stamped her feet and said, "Miss made fun of the maidservant again. The maidservant didn't say anything to you. Let's go to see the peony first."

After saying that, run forward.

Turning his eyes, he saw that many peonies appeared in front of him by mistake. They had different shapes and bright colors, and appeared in front of them in various postures. Even if they liked the loneliness of plums, Mo Xuetong had to admit that only the peony was the true national color and the flowering time moved the capital.

"If the son is unfair about his sister's yesterday, please go to the Marquis's Mansion. If the sister sees the son seeking justice for her, she will be grateful." Mo Xuetong smiled faintly, and the delicate little face was immediately blooming, as beautiful as flowers, and the long eyelashes flashed, revealing some irony.

If Mo Xuemin knew that You Yuecheng had asked for justice for her three times, how could he stay in the Marquis of Zhen, or maybe he would really go to find You Yuecheng, but she agreed that You Yuecheng did not dare to say it, otherwise she would not have to wait until now. This pretended to care about Mo Xuemin and was right with himself from time to time. People hate it.

Her expression said that You Yuecheng was very unhappy, like ink-dyed eyes staring at Mo Xuetong, as if she could take out two Mo Xuetongs from it.

"Have you ever talked about our marriage?" His eyes were slightly sunken, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was slowly flattening, slightly deep into a tight straight line, making him look a little more cold and majestic, but it fell into Mo Xuetong's eyes, but he was shocked without his words!

Their marriage? Why doesn't she know when it happened?

Looking up at You Yuecheng, his eyes are deep and inexplicable, but there must be no joke!

Marriage? She and him? How can it be!

The pink cherry lips opened slightly, and there was a surprised expression in the corners of her eyes, but it turned into a trace of indifference, as if she had just heard about someone else's marriage.