The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 607 Master Jing's Three Gifts (4)
Pursing her lips and smiling slightly, she looked at Shangguan Yu'er and said, "Yu'er, I'll treat you to another day of fruit wine."

"Qiao'er, is what you said true?" Shangguan Yu'er was overjoyed and her eyes lit up when she heard Wei Changqu's words.

Wei Changjue nodded slightly, "Of course it's true." Just now, it was just a joke with Shangguan Yu'er, Wei Changjue has always been generous to the people he likes.

After getting along twice, she has already regarded Shangguan Yuer as a friend, as long as Shangguan Yuer likes it, a few jars of mulberry wine are nothing.

After talking with Shangguan Yu'er, Wei Changju shifted his gaze to Gu Xizhao, and said, "Master Gu, let's discuss the matter of fruit wine another day. You and Miss Shangguan go back to Zhishui Town first."

Gu Xizhao remained silent, and was a little depressed.

Shangguan Yu'er thought that she would be able to drink mulberry wine in a few days, so she no longer struggled, grabbed Gu Xizhao's arm, and said, "Smelly rascal, let's come back in a few days, don't disturb Que'er and you here. Young Master Ling cultivates feelings." After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Gu Xizhao wanted to or not, she dragged him to the outside of the flower hall.

Seeing Shangguan Yu'er dragging Gu Xizhao out, Le Qing hurriedly followed.

His eyes fell on Shangguan Yu'er's petite back, and he thought: Miss Shangguan still has sharp eyesight, Mr. Jing clearly wants to be alone with Miss Wei, but the young master can't understand, so he still wants to stay, no wonder Jing The prince will ask the young master to leave.

After Gu Xizhao and Shangguan Yu'er left, the flower hall became quiet in an instant.

Wei Changjue and Ling Jing sat face to face, they drank tea and chatted, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Knowing that Ling Jing must have something to say, Wei Changjue was a little curious, but he just refused to take the initiative to ask, and wanted to wait for him to say it himself.

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened, and stars rose from the sky, and Wei Changqu waited until the flowers withered several times, Ling Jing still kept silent, so mysterious.

While Mrs. Jiang went to the study to care about Wei Changyu's academic situation, Wei Changyu moved his body, moved closer to Ling Jing, stared at his peerless face, couldn't hold back, and asked, "Ling Jing, Do you have something you want to tell me?"

Seeing Wei Changjue slapping her small face in front of her, Ling Jing couldn't help but stretched out a finger, tapped her smooth and white forehead lightly, and said dotingly: "Well, Que'er, you're so smart. "

"Are you going to give me a birthday present, huh?" Wei Changqu blinked with longing.

Immediately, the tone changed sharply, "Today I am married to Ji, if you don't give a birthday gift, I will be in a hurry with you."

Ling Jing put Wei Changqu Zhang Yawu's small sample in his eyes, smiled warmly, took her hand, stood up, and said, "Qi'er, follow me to a place."

"It's so late, where are you going?" Wei Changqu asked without thinking.

"Valley of No Worry."

Fearing that the Jiang family would be worried if he didn't see Wei Changjue when he returned to the flower hall, Ling Jing told Su Feng to ask Gu Yu to stay, and took Wei Changjue out the door.

The night is very good, the bright moon hangs high on the branches, as bright as a jade plate, the hazy moonlight covers the whole small mountain village, as if covering the small mountain village with a thin layer of veil, and the little stars cover the sky , Twinkle and twinkle, it is really beautiful, there are bursts of frogs in the field, fireflies are flying, the night is very peaceful.

Ling Jing's carriage left the entrance of Shili Village, ran smoothly and steadily on the yellow dirt road, and headed towards Jiuli Village.

The horses pulling the cart ran fast, and in the night, they rolled up a little dust, and within a short time, they had already arrived at the Lingquan Mountain Bieyuan.

After getting out of the car, Ling Jing stretched out his hand to wrap around Wei Changjue's slender waist, wrapped her in his arms, led her to jump up, and the two headed towards Wuyou Valley.

The two flew up into the air, their sleeves fluttering in the night wind, the red and silver robes were intertwined, like a flower blooming at night.

When they arrived in Wuyou Valley, Ling Jing hugged Wei Changqu and landed on the grass.

The Wuyou Valley is very quiet, only the rustling sound of the night wind blowing the branches and leaves, and the gurgling sound of the mountain stream. The two sounds are intertwined, like a light music, very pleasant to the ear.

Wei Changqu supported Ling Jing's slender and tall figure to stand firm, and then glanced around.

The sight that came into her eyes made her completely stunned.

The surrounding tree branches are covered with lanterns of various sizes and shapes, one after another, forming a beautiful sea of ​​lights. Each lantern is extremely delicate, as beautiful as neon, and the dim light The Valley of Sorrows is brightly lit.

Wei Changqu was a little surprised, and in addition to being surprised, he felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

She turned sideways, facing Ling Jing, met his deep and bright phoenix eyes, and said, "Ling Jing, did you prepare these?" Although it was nonsense, she still couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Ling Jing nodded, reached out to pull her into her arms, and whispered in her ear, "Qi'er, do you still like it?"

"Well, I like it, I like it very much." Wei Changju buried his head on Ling Jing's chest, smelling the faint fragrance of cold plum on his body.

"Ling Jing, as long as it is something you give me, I like it."

After embracing for a moment, Ling Jing let go of Wei Changqu, took her slender hand, and said softly, "Qiao'er, follow me." The two walked aside with their fingers interlocked.

I saw a large wooden table and two carved armchairs on the grass beside it. There was a large beautiful box on the table. I don't know what it contained.

Ling Jing led Wei Changjue to the table, and the two leaned over and sat down.

Wei Changqu stared suspiciously at the box on the table. Why does this thing look like a birthday cake?

Thinking back again, a few days ago, Ling Jing asked her to teach him how to make a birthday cake, and she immediately figured it out.

Under the moonlit night, Ling Jing leaned gracefully on the carved chair, and the brocade robe was poured on the dark green grass, like a peerless immortal. He looked at Wei Changjue with soft eyes, and there was a faint faintness in his ancient black eyes. Overflowing with deep affection, he said in a gentle voice, "Qiao'er, this is the first birthday present I gave you, open it and have a look."

"Okay." Wei Changju raised the corners of his lips and agreed lightly, with a very gorgeous smile on his face.

Under Ling Jing's affectionate gaze, she stretched out her hand, ready to open the box on the table.

The box was opened, revealing a pretty birthday cake.

Sure enough, as she expected, the reason why Ling Jing learned to make birthday cakes was just to surprise her.

In order to celebrate her birthday, the hand that was supposed to hold the pen, hold the sword, and plan the world, actually dipped in the spring water. I don't know when he had put so much effort into her.

Wei Changqu stared blankly at the birthday cake on the table. For a moment, his mind wandered, and he was moved and surprised.

(End of this chapter)