The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 218 217: Nan Zhuohua's Birthday Ceremony

Seeing her aunt getting angry, Gu Qingmo naturally felt uncomfortable. She held back her anger, and with a smile on her face, she looked at Nan Zhuohua, "Jiumei, where is the gift you gave Dad?"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes fell on the five-year-old baby.

Let her give that old fox a gift?Whimsical!

Nan Zhuohua blinked her pure and clear almond eyes, she got up, went to Gu Zhian, and sent the shameful flower in her arms forward, "Here, a gift for Dad."

Shame flower: "."

Gu Zhian: "."

Everyone: "."

Gu Qingmo covered her mouth and sneered, "Jiumei, what joke are you kidding, how can you give an animal to daddy as a birthday present."

Nan Zhuohua said softly: "Xiaohua said that she likes Daddy, so I reluctantly parted with it and gave it to Daddy. This is also my heart. Will Daddy accept it?"

She looked at Gu Zhian with clean and innocent eyes, quite sincerely, making people feel that she really wanted to give the embarrassing flower to Gu Zhian as a gift.

This little girl, as long as she behaves well, everyone will believe that she is innocent.

Gu Zhian's face was stiff, but he had to force a smile. At his birthday banquet, he couldn't lose his temper with a five-year-old child.

He smiled stiffly at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Jiu's heart is for my father's heart. That cat is your favorite pet, so you should keep it for yourself."

In any case, it was impossible for him to accept one as a birthday present for a beast.

"Oh, that's fine." Nan Zhuohua seemed quite disappointed, and patted Shame on the head, "It seems that Daddy doesn't like you."

Shame Flower: It doesn't like the old fox either, but it likes the thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand.

Nan Zhuohua sat back on his seat again, put down the embarrassing flower, and let it have fun.

Opposite to the male guest seat, Jing Moyan frowned, looking at the sake on the desk in front of him, his faint smile was reflected in it.

That little girl always plays cards out of common sense.

Jing Zhanli propped his chin, his eyes were fixed on Nan Zhuohua, suddenly, a white light flashed in his mind, he slapped the table, and said in surprise: "I remember who this little girl looks like, Just what is the name of that ex-princess concubine?"

Thinking of the woman's name, Jing Zhanli's mind got stuck again, he frowned and thought, and then suddenly said, "Oh, Fengyao!"

Jing Moyan's eyelids suddenly lifted, and his eyes shone brightly. This name had been buried in his heart for a long time.
Jing Zhanli clicked his tongue twice, "It really looks like that former princess."

From the first time he saw Nan Zhuohua, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who he looked like, and he couldn't blame him, after all, he only saw Feng Yao once or twice in those years, but her recognizable stunning beauty His appearance has always been engraved in his mind.

More than five years ago, he was just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Jing Chaoci put down the wine glass in his hand, looked up at Nan Zhuohua carefully, and couldn't help but marvel: "It's really similar."

The first time he saw Nan Zhuohua in Xiaoyun Tower, he felt inexplicably familiar and didn't think too much about it.

After Jing Zhanli said it, he also thought of that magnificent woman.

Back then, that face surprised many people's eyes.

Jing Moyan sat in the middle without speaking, with pale eyebrows.

Jing Zhanli touched his arm, "Doesn't Uncle Ten Huang feel very similar?"

He remembered that Uncle Shi Huang also met Feng Yao a few times back then, so he must have had an impression of her.

"Well, it's very similar."

Jing Moyan's eyes were pale, he smiled lightly, and didn't say much.

Jun Elegy glared at Jing Zhanli, with an impatient tone, "Sister Ajiu is Sister Ajiu, don't confuse her with others."

She doesn't care who Ah Jiu looks like, anyway, she will always be her younger sister Ah Jiu.

Jun Elegy had never met Feng Yao back then, so naturally he didn't know how much his sister Ah Jiu resembled that woman.

The banquet began, and everyone drank and chatted.

Gu Zhian was busy toasting everyone, but no one noticed that there was something wriggling inside the pile of birthday presents. A pair of cunning blue eyeballs turned and turned, and finally aimed at the thousand-year-old ginseng. just ran away.

This time, Gu Zhian was still toasting people with a happy face, and he didn't realize that his favorite birthday gift was given by a cat.

If he knew, he would probably vomit blood.

Nan Zhuohua sat on the seat and looked around, feeling very bored, snapping her fingers for a while, shaking her calf for a while, and didn't even take a bite of the food in front of her, because she didn't seem to have any appetite.

After a while, the shy flower came, walking on four legs separately, taking steps that no relatives recognized, and looked drunk, as if drinking a few jars of wine.

Nan Zhuohua grabbed it, saw its red eyes, and its body was also very hot, "What's wrong with you? How much wine did you steal?"

"Meow~" It didn't drink a drop of wine.

Wu Yu said: "Little master, servants come and see."

She took the embarrassing flower, checked it, and asked with a frown, "Did you take any supplements?"

"Meow~"

Shameful flower's small eyes are roving from side to side, and she looks like a guilty conscience.

Nan Zhuohua knew it was doing something wretched when he saw its small expression, so he grabbed its ear and asked, "Did you eat that thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"Meow," Xie Hua buried her face in Wu Yu's arms, not daring to look at her, a little bit of trying to cover up.

Nan Zhuohua slapped it on the head, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "I don't know how to give me half of it."

How good is that thousand-year-old ginseng wine.

Fog language: "." What kind of owner keeps what kind of pets, they are all the same.

"Little master, the shame flower is full of blood after eating ginseng, and it can't be absorbed for a while, and it accumulates in the body. The servant has to take it back to the yard for a row."

If she stays in her body like this all the time, she will be ashamed and explode in a while
"Go." Nan Zhuohua responded.

Ginseng is important, but the life of the shy flower is also important.

Wu Yu quietly left the banquet with Shame, and the banquet continued.

Aunt Jiang glanced back and forth at Jing Zhanli's table with her shrewd eyes. At this table, several of the most distinguished men in Jin were sitting.

Moreover, none of them married a concubine, except that Prince Jingli had a concubine candidate, and it happened that Aunt Jiang didn't like him either.

It's not that Jing Moyan's status is not noble enough, it's just that he is plagued by illness, to put it harshly, he doesn't know when he will die.

No matter how good her appearance and conduct are, Aunt Jiang still doesn't want her precious daughter to marry a sick man.

Look at the two kings Rui and Xiao next to him, neither of them is a hundred times better than Prince Jingli, they are young and have a bright future.

Aunt Jiang leaned over and said to Gu Qingyun who was below: "Yun'er, hurry up and toast those princes."

"Auntie," Gu Qingyun lowered her eyelids without raising her eyelids, and said in a light tone, "Those princes are all in the male guests' seats, and it's against the rules for a daughter to be a woman."

(End of this chapter)