Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

Qu Jinying listened carefully to the cicadas' chirping, and pulled her to read the story book together. After reading the last page, Wei Yansi finally reached the point.

She stood upright at the door, with a happy smile on her cheeks, and stars flowing in her eyes.

Qu Jinying and her stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

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

Qu Jinying only let out a "huh", slowly put the story book back to its original place, lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped over the threshold.

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

Qu Jinying thought about the repeated raids of the Red Lotus Sect, and hoped that it would be better to keep a low profile, so he suggested changing to a plain one.

"Long live, I'm afraid you won't be comfortable, so I specially ordered my servant to prepare this carriage, please." Chun Lai patted the horse's nose and opened the curtain.

The hospitality is hard to come by, Qu Jinying stepped on a low stool and got into the carriage, and there was another person in the darkness—the fifth princess of Ningchen.

Qu Jinying was quite surprised, he regained his composure in an instant, greeted her with Xiao Yangliu who was following behind him, and sat down opposite her.

"Sister Ying'er, you're being polite. I came here uninvited. Don't dislike me for disturbing you and Brother Huang."

"Where is the princess?"

"Tonight, I went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to deliver soup to my brother. I happened to see her sneaking out of the palace, so I pestered her to take me with me." Ning Chen said

Qu Jin's image was prying into some kind of secret, and his cheeks were hot.

"You are about to enter the palace, you don't need to hide it, and I won't tell the queen mother." Ning Chen changed his tone and spoke directly to the end.

Qu Jinying's complexion immediately darkened, maybe it was an illusion, she felt Ning Chen's hostility, and it was just Ning Chen's self-willed and savage, unintentional mistake.

Through the curtain of the car, Wei Yansi could hear Ning Chen chattering endlessly. If this little chatterbox hadn't been so obsessive and held her leg to prevent her from leaving, she wouldn't have brought this chatterbox along.

She bowed in and rescued Qu Jinying.

It is not easy to leave the palace this time, Feng He stopped her, and Chun Lai also stopped her.

The most hateful thing was Yi Dongpo, lying on the threshold of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, playing a rogue, threatening that if she insisted on leaving the palace, she would step on his corpse.

Then Lu Chijing also came, and insisted on discussing the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect with her.

It 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, so she had to change into casual clothes and follow her.

As for Yi Dongpo, this old bastard just lay there dead, even if she tried hard and soft, she would not be moved.

Wei Yansi is not a vegetarian, so he stepped on his stomach and left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Drive." Feng He and Chun Lai sat on the shaft of the chariot, flicked the whip on the horse's buttocks, and the wheels rolled forward slowly.

Walking to Shenwu Gate, there are guards to check, Feng He showed his waist card, saying that he was going out of the palace to do business in the name of Long Live, and successfully fooled him.

After leaving the palace, Ning Chen excitedly opened a corner of the originally tight curtain, exclaiming how exciting it was.

Wei Yansi liked this lively younger sister very much, and joked: "What a fuss, your princess mansion is already outside the palace."

"But I haven't sneaked since I was a child." Ning Chen raised her brows upside down, "Sister Ying'er, please take care of Brother Huang, she always bullies me."

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

She subconsciously turned her head and tried to catch a glimpse of Qu Jinying's reaction, but the light was dim and she couldn't see clearly at all. She pretended to be fine and ordered Chun to come outside to speed up.

The horseshoes clicked, and the car started to run.

There is no curfew on special days, and the night of the Ghost Festival is just lively.There was a smell of burning yellow paper on the street, and when I slipped into the car, it was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

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

Her carriage had to slow down in the middle of the crowd, like a slow-moving boulder.

She asked, "Where is this going?"

"Go to the Shuiyue River on the edge of the city. All the people gather there to set off river lanterns. Brother Huang, you were raised in a deep palace since you were a child. You should have never seen it before." Ning Chen giggled and stuck his head out of the window. The little mole, adding a touch of beauty.

Wei Yansi had asked Chunlai for advice on this matter, but she was not unprepared. She turned her gaze and asked Qu Jinying, "Can you bring the Buddhist scriptures you copied?"

"Bring it." Qu Jinying immediately took it out from his sleeve.

Wei Yansi took all of them and put them on his lap, carefully twisted out one piece, his fingers flipped nimbly, and the thin sprinkles of golden xuan quickly turned into a delicate and beautiful paper boat.

As if showing off, Wei Yansi put it into Qu Jinying's palm.

"Long live this is..."

"River lantern." Wei Yansi took out a small candle in the shape of a lotus flower by magic, lit it with a torch, and stuffed it into the small sailboat, so that the whole hull was as transparent as water, like a piece of fragile glass, "Is it beautiful?"

"...beautiful." Qu Jinying smiled lightly.

Wei Yansi shook her head and tail proudly, and happened to meet Qu Jinying's eyes. In the darkness, Qu Jinying's eyes were clear, as if thousands of stars had sprinkled into her heart.

With a twitch of the heart, a tingling pleasure gushes out, affecting every nerve.

Wei Yansi hurriedly backed away, her back pressed against the wall of the room.

"Brother Huang is eccentric, so I want it too." Ning Chen sat beside her jealously, and while shaking her arm, pulled out a sheet of Sajinxuan, "Quickly fold one and give it to me."

"Don't move." Wei Yansi returned the sprinkle gold and smoothed the wrinkles on it, "The Buddhist scriptures on it are copied by the county magistrate as a gift to her mother, you almost got flowers."

Not only eccentric, but also undisguised.

Ning Chen's small mouth dug Lao Gao.

"If the princess doesn't mind, I'll just give this to the princess." Qu Jinying put his hands together, held up the boat and handed it over.

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

The lotus candle rolled on the fluffy carpet, lighting a small fire, and the little willow hurriedly stepped on it to extinguish it.

Wei Yansi accused Ning Chen, but she stopped talking after a few words, and cared about Qu Jinying: "Ning Chen is not sensible...but there is a wound on the back of your hand."

She was talking about a recent bite.

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

Wei Yansi was so ashamed that she gently stroked the shallow wound on her right wrist with her thumb. The place close to the pulse was also branded by Qu Jinying.

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

Wei Yansi decided to dismount and walk.

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

Feng He was left alone to serve their three masters.

Wei Yansi was quite sensible, and tried to minimize trouble for Feng He, and behaved well along the way, she stood shoulder to shoulder between Ning Chen and Qu Jinying, and she didn't join in even if there was excitement.

There were too many people on the road, Ning Chen held her arm generously, and said delicately, "Emperor Brother, you must watch me closely, lest the bad guys abduct me."

Wei Yansi gave her a hand to hold, then pinched a corner of the cuff and handed it to Qu Jinying, but he didn't move for a long time.

"Don't dawdle, hold on." Wei Yansi frowned.

Just when he was about to say a few words of intimidation and lure, Qu Jinying's ears were blush, which could not be concealed by the deep night.

"Master, are you... not feeling well?" Wei Yansi asked.

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

Wei Yansi pursed her mouth, thinking that she disliked her, so she kept on doing nothing, suddenly grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly, for fear that she would break free.

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

Wei Yansi stuck out his tongue 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 not even a fly could fly in.

Wei Yansi sighed three times, and led them to move on, walked down the bridge, rested under a willow tree, and enjoyed the scenery of the sparkling river from time to time.

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

Not far from them, there is a huge stone with the words "Shuiyue River" written on it, and a doll squatting beside it, with the help of parents, put the lotus lantern into the water awkwardly, push it gently with the chubby little hands, The voice of milk said: "Piaoyuan, Piaoyuan!"

At this moment, Wei Yansi's heart warmed up. She stared at the little baby, her parents, and the people on both sides of the river, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

She closed her eyes lightly, thinking and feeling.

This is her country, her people, she has no ambition to make great achievements, and she has no ambition to achieve greatness for thousands of years.

But tonight, she sincerely hopes that the country will be safe and the people will be peaceful, and the river and sea will have a feast.

She was still holding the stack of Sajinxuan with the scriptures copied in her hand, and she sat down cross-legged, patiently folding the small paper boats, one after another.

Different fragrances wafted from the left and right——Qu Jinying and Ning Chenlu sat beside her, with obvious intentions to ask for advice in their eyes.

Moved by their sincerity, Wei Yansi took out a piece of scriptures for each of them, taught them one-on-one on the spot, and even forced Fenghe to break one.

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

"Who does Mr. Wan want to send the paper boat to?" Qu Jinying's peach-blossom pupils had no distracting thoughts, as pure as a spring.

"My grandparents."

"So it's Taishi Wang and Mrs. Wang Tai." Qu Jinying said.

Obviously, she misunderstood, Wei Yansi did not refute, took out all the small lotus candles from her waist, lit them one by one, dripped a drop of wax oil on the bow of each paper boat, and firmly stuck the lotus candles to the paper boats. Above, the hull immediately became clear and transparent.

"Brother, I want it too. I want to light up a small boat and send it to my biological mother, but I fold it too ugly. Give me your paper boat." Ning Chen, like a helpless calf, pressed her forehead Holding her shoulder, he begged aggrievedly.

Wei Yansi had nothing to do with her, so he gave her away.

"Master, slave... I am bold and want it too." Feng He said.

Wei Yansi turned her head to look at him, and saw that his expression was always neither happy nor angry, but there was a soft streamer floating in his eyes.