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Chapter 150: Jiangtao's death of Tianjiao meeting (4)
The central area is surrounded by peach blossoms. Among the peach blossoms are several delicate pavilions, each connected by a corridor.The corridor has a lot of space, even if four people walk in parallel, it will not appear crowded.In front of the corridor, there are tables and chairs arranged in the peach forest. The chairs are made of peach wood, carved with peach blossoms, and exude the fragrance of peach wood.

This is the venue of Tianjiao Club, today is the first day of Peach Blossom Festival, and also the first day of Tianjiao Club.

The drums are getting louder and the rhythm is getting more and more celebratory, which makes people boil.

Lingjiu was held in Song Xueyi's arms, and walked with the rest of the Song family to the festival venue.

One by one, peach girls led everyone to their seats. As more and more people arrived, the atmosphere here became more and more lively.

This kind of excitement is not noisy. As a noble family, they must restrain their emotions at all times and not let themselves lose their composure.

The members of the Song family were arranged in a pavilion, where the viewing angle was very good, and they could clearly see everything around them.

Lingjiu looked around and found out the mystery of arranging the seats. The best place is naturally the pavilion, the second is the tables and chairs in front of the gallery, and then the outside.

She has seen many ordinary people standing there, and it should be a specially planned area so that they can only stand in that area.Compared with the reserved laughter of the children of the inner circle, the outer circle is much hotter, and their laughter and exclamations can always be heard.

People with higher status always show up later.

Wei Yun came late when the seats in the venue were already full.

Today, he is dressed in a fine attire, an indigo brocade jacket with wide sleeves, a thick shoulder cape, and a jade pendant hanging on it. His black hair is tied up by a feather crown, revealing a delicate face.Even though his complexion was still pale, under the backdrop of this formal attire, he looked much more energetic, with the aura of the lord of a village.

"All the envoys please first."

There are seven men and women beside Wei Yun.

The seven people had no intention of returning the courtesy to Wei Yun's politeness, and Wei Yun personally led them to the first peach forest pavilion.

"Those four people represent the four major cities and four colleges in Shuoyun Prefecture." Seeing Lingjiu looking at her, Song Xueyi explained softly to her, "The other three people, the ones in black are from the Song family in Taiming City The men in white are from the Jiang family in Guming City, and the remaining one is from the Lin family in Changming City."

Lingjiu was surprised and said: "You know it very well." It seems that during these days, not only she is growing up, Song Xiaobai is also growing up silently, even she doesn't know how many cards he has, "It's just that they came what?"

The secret realm of Yuhai Town is over, why did the branches of the three big city families come to this small town of Yuhai Town again?Just because of the Tianjiao Society?Or for...someone?
Song Xueyi shook his head and said, "I don't know yet."

When the two were talking, Wei Yun had already finished his polite words, and there was a salute from the sky. The wind came from nowhere, and the branches and leaves of the peach blossom forest rustled, and the romantic and romantic peach blossom petals danced around.

The scent of peach blossoms in the air is stronger, smelling into the nasal cavity, it is refreshing.

"Ah! It's so beautiful!" Song Liyan was still young, seeing such a beautiful scenery, she couldn't help screaming in a young heart, and said to Song Zhihua beside her: "Sister, smell it, it smells so good! It smells so good! It is much more fragrant than the peach blossoms in our house."

"Yan'er." Song Zhihua glanced at Song Xueyi first, seeing that he hadn't made any changes, and then whispered to Song Liyan: "It's easy to make mistakes if you talk too much."

Although Song Xueyi didn't mean to embarrass them, Song Zhihua's awe of him remained undiminished.

Song Liyan was startled, and the smile on her little face froze.Carefully looking at Song Xueyi, he was relieved to see that his eyes were still on the girl in his arms.After that, his complexion became darker and darker, and he quietly looked at Lingjiu with a hint of envy.

How great would it be if the big brother could love himself as much as he loves the Baili Lingjiu?No, even if it's only half of the love for Baili Lingjiu, a little half, it's enough!

Song Liyan's eyes were gloomy, and she clenched her little hands tightly.

"Yan'er! Don't think about things you shouldn't think about." Song Zhihua took her hand and warned her in a low voice.

Song Liyan nodded gently, "Sister, I didn't think about anything else, I just thought that we should be grateful! We treated the elder brother the way we did before, and it's good that we can still be like this. If... If at the beginning, we don't care Send a message, if you treat Big Brother a little better, Big Brother will not treat Baili alone..."

"Okay!" Song Zhihua interrupted her, and sighed: "Don't mention the past, what happened will not happen again."

Song Liyan was downcast.

The wind is still blowing, peach blossoms are flying, and twelve ethereal shadows fly up to the 36 columns in the center.

Twelve women are all wearing light pink wide-sleeved long gowns, all of them are elegant in appearance, with different temperaments, but they are all clear and clear. They dance lightly on the 36 columns together.

Their bodies are boneless and light as feathers. They leap over columns of different heights. Their clothes are graceful and their long sleeves flutter, as if they are walking on clouds and are about to fly into the sky.

The scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the dance is also beautiful.

The scene in front of me interpreted the word "beauty" extremely movingly, making the originally lively venue extremely quiet.

Only the stirring drums and the quiet qin and zither are contradictory and perfect fusion.

Pavilion.

Song Xueyi frowned slightly, as if distracted.

The nostrils of the girl in her arms trembled slightly, sniffing the fragrance of flowers in the air.

This little action woke Song Xueyi up, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly put his hands in front of Lingjiu's mouth and nose.

"Huh?" Lingjiu looked at him suspiciously.

"There is something wrong with the fragrance of this flower." Song Xueyi lowered her head and whispered close to her ear: "Jiuer, don't smell it."

In the eyes of outsiders, it was the boy who lowered his head and got very close to the girl in his arms, as if he was kissing the girl's cheek, or whispering something, so intimate no matter how you looked at it.

On a table not far away, Jiang Boyuan noticed that Jiang Wumei was not looking at the peach blossom dance, followed his gaze, and saw the intimate scene between the boy and the girl, "Wumei, do you care too much?" The two of them?"

Jiang Wumei didn't look back immediately after hearing his words.

Jiang Boyuan whispered: "After coming out of the secret realm, you can obviously go to the ancestor's house with Jiang Yihong. Then the gap between you and Song Xueyi will only become wider and wider. Why do you refuse?"

Jiang Wumei took a deep look at the two people in the pavilion, looked back at Taohuawu in front, and said calmly: "No matter how good my talent is, before I grow up, the ancestors will only look after me, not Paying attention to me will not bring any help to my father."

(End of this chapter)