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Chapter 31 Disdain

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    Jiuman Mountain is located thirty miles west of Lijing City. Although the mountain is not dangerous and rugged, the mountains and mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. It is a rare scenic spot in Dayu.

    Since ancient times, Jiuman Mountain has been famous for its hot springs.  Legend has it that in ancient times, Taoists once visited this mountain and bathed in the hot springs. They sighed and thought that this mountain should be the residence of immortals.  But in recent years, most of the people who visit Jiuman Mountain come for the large plum grove at the foot of Mushan Mountain.

    This plum forest stretches for several miles, and there is a large lake surrounding the forest. Although this lake is not as warm as the hot springs on the mountain, it does not freeze in the cold weather.  Every first lunar month, the plum grove flowers bloom, the fragrant snow is like the sea, the lake is like a mirror, and the delicate flowers are reflected in it. Therefore, the plum grove is named the fragrant snow sea, and the lake is named the mirror flower water area.

    Every year during the Snow Prayer Festival, the high platform used for music competitions is built beside the Jinghua Watershed.  This year is no exception. As early as a month ago, the emperor ordered the Ministry of Industry to send personnel to build it.

    " If it were just a prayer for snow, most of the people in Lijing City would not take it seriously. But along with this prayer for snow, there was a fight between the rich ladies of the noble families in the world.  Therefore, the Snow Prayer Festival is no less grand than the Lantern Festival, because fireworks are easy to see and plum blossoms do not bloom often.  The music of Le Ji can be obtained even if it is worth a thousand gold, but the music of the daughter of a noble family in the Celestial Dynasty cannot be obtained even if it is worth a thousand gold.

    Therefore, on the twentieth day of the first lunar month, the roads leading to Jiuman Mountain were full of cars and horses, and there was an endless flow of people.

    After Durian heard about the Snow Prayer Festival two days ago, he tested it in front of Qin Jiu many times. After getting Qin Jiu's promise to take them there, he was very happy these two days.  But when the day finally came, seeing the sun rising, Qin Jiu had no intention of leaving, but was sitting in the Nuan Pavilion embroidering.

    Since he cursed Qin Jiu so righteously in the carriage that day, for some reason, he suddenly felt that he was not so tired of her anymore.  Maybe it was because she showed mercy and spared him and Cherry.  He didn't know how Tao Tao felt. In short, Tao Tao seemed to be more reticent than before.

    Durian was very anxious, but did not dare to disturb her.

    He was anxious in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and knelt down on the carpet, dividing the threads for Qin Jiu under Huang Mao's supervision.

    This colorful silk thread is extremely thin, extremely smooth, smooth and translucent, and it is very difficult to twist it up.

    Durian remembered that when his mother did embroidery, she bought silk threads of different colors. She didn¡¯t know where Qin Jiu bought them, but they were mixed together.

    Qin Jiu left the cherries and lychees unused and let him do the woman's work.  Huang Mao was also appointed as the supervisor. Huang Mao's black pea eyes were like piercing eyes. As soon as he saw him picking up the wrong line, he would pounce on him and peck him. When he saw his hand was slow, he would pounce on him and peck him.

    Durian felt that if he continued like this, his hands might become as dexterous as those of women.  He was really afraid that the enchantress would teach him how to embroider next.

    ¡°Master Jiu, aren¡¯t we going to the Snow Prayer Festival?¡± Seeing the sun rising higher and higher, and fearing that we might not be able to make it in time if we don¡¯t go, Durian finally couldn¡¯t help but urge.

    Qin Jiu glanced at him lazily and raised her eyebrows, looking very leisurely, "What is Lian'er worried about?"

    "I heard that if you go late, you won't be able to get a seat in the front row." Durian said hesitantly.

    Qin Jiu curved her lips and said with a smile: "Someone will take the seat for us, and there will be someone to pick us up."

    Durian thought for a moment and said: "It must be His Royal Highness King Kangyang!"

    Since that day King Kangyang hosted a banquet for Qin Jiu in Linglong Pavilion, this incident has been spread throughout the capital as a good story.  After all, it's not often that you can spend a lot of money and order every dish just to make a girl smile.  The most important thing is that the one invited was the Tianchen Sect enchantress who had just sneaked into the princess's courtyard a few days ago and led four men to serve her.  Although no specific evidence has been found to prove that these four men have been ravaged by the witch, it is more fascinating than the evidence.

    Qin Jiu shook his head and said: "I don't know whether His Highness King Kangyang will come, but there is someone who will definitely come to pick us up."

    "Who is that?" Durian really couldn't think of anyone else besides King Kangyang who would be willing to pick her up.

    While he was racking his brains to guess, he heard Li Zhi, who was guarding outside the door, loudly reporting: "Master Jiu, His Royal Highness Prince Anling is here to visit."

    Qin Jiu smiled, picked up the needle, and said, "Lian'er, the person to pick you up is here."

    Durian could hardly believe his ears. Prince Anling would come to invite Qin Jiu. Didn¡¯t he hear it wrong?

    At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and then, the door curtain was opened with a strong force, and a chilly wind rushed in.

    Yan Su strode in. He was wearing peacock purple uniforms. The thick Chinese clothes were embroidered with complicated and intricate patterns. He looked attractive.??Dark and gorgeous.  He walked in a hurry, stopping indoors, his purple clothes swaying in the wind making a sharp sound.  From a distance away, the cold wind quickly hit Qin Jiu's arms along the sleeves.

    Qin Jiu sat cross-legged on the brocade cushion, her red dress was tucked to the floor, her sleeves were drooped, revealing half of her jade-white arms. She was holding needle and thread with her green-white fingers and said with a smile: "Lian'er, close the door curtain." She looked sideways at An.  Prince Ling, with a soft smile on his pretty face, was like a blooming peony, "What kind of wind brought His Highness Prince Anling here, Lychee, please bring some tea."

    With her hibiscus face and autumn eyes, coupled with this soft smile and soft tone, if it were another man, his heart would definitely be beating.

    It¡¯s just that this man is Yan Su.

    His gaze is as sharp as a sword, as cold as ice, and the opening and closing of his eyes conveys an unspoken majesty.

    "No need." Yan Su waved her hand and refused mercilessly, "Qin Jiu, there's no need to pretend. I'm here today to get back the skirt made of warm silk."

    Qin Jiu slowly stopped smiling and frowned slightly as he looked at the aura of impending rain surging around Yan Su.

    The two looked at each other for a moment, and Qin Jiu picked up the dress she was embroidering in her hands and said, "I asked why Your Highness came to the house in the spare time. It turned out to be for this matter. The dress you want is here. I heard that this  This is the gift you want to give to Miss Su. You have already ordered the needlework bureau to work day and night. But Your Highness also knows that it will be already late when you bring this silk. Just weaving this piece of cloth will take a long time.  It took a long time, last night, the tailors and embroiders of the Needlework Bureau worked all night to make this dress. There were only a few flowers left to embroider at the end. Their eyes were so swollen and painful that they couldn't embroider. I was helpless.  So I took it over with my own hands. No, originally I was going to see the Snow Praying Festival. In order to catch up with your work, I was even late going to the Snow Praying Festival. I originally sent it to His Highness after I finished the embroidery, but I didn¡¯t want you to  I came to pick it up in person, so please wait a moment, Your Highness, and I will embroider it for Your Highness right away."

    After listening to Qin Jiu's words, Yan Su's stern expression did not change at all.  Only when his eyes came into contact with the skirt in Qin Jiu's hand, his sharp sword-like gaze became a little softer.

    He sent someone to pick up the skirt from the needlework bureau yesterday. Ning Shu, the manager of the needlework bureau, said that the skirt had not been finished yet, so she would send it to someone early tomorrow morning.  He sent someone to pick it up early in the morning, but was told that the flowers on the skirt had not been finished and had been taken home and embroidered by Chief Qin.  When he heard this, he became furious.

    This piece of silk was not easy to come by. When he handed it over to the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, he specifically asked that it must be finished before the Snow Praying Festival.  He never thought that not only was it not done well, but Qin Jiu, a witch, would take it back. Moreover, he must have heard wrongly that Qin Jiu wanted to embroider the skirt.  She didn't think Qin Jiu's skills were bad, but she felt that letting this enchantress embroider flowers on the skirt would tarnish the skirt.  If Luan Xiang knew about it, he would definitely not wear it.

    Qin Jiu knew that Yan Su disliked her, and sneered slightly in her heart.

    Yan Su, Yan Su, your road to seeking a wife is long.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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