Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "if you want to show your talent, the princess can also sacrifice her life to accompany you."

"I remember, flawless said he didn't like poetry."

"..." so, I don't like it, won't you go? That's very obedient. The fact is that childe Wei's purple eyes are easy to attract people's attention. Ordinary people may not notice it. Even if they notice it, they won't think of anything. But reading people always know more than ordinary people. There are not many nerds in the world who really don't listen to things outside the window and read only the books of sages.

While talking and laughing, a girl holding flowers came towards this side with a shy face. Nangong Mo didn't care, so he took Wei Junmo to the roadside. Look at the girl holding the wreath with a cautious face. There are many people on the road. It's always bad if she is broken.

No, but the girl stopped directly in front of them. Nangong Morton jumped in his heart and stared warily at the girl in front of him.

"Childe, here you are." the girl in Beidi doesn't like wearing veils or other things when she goes out. The girl looks beautiful and lovely. Looking at Wei Junmo, her pretty face is full of shame and tenderness.

"..." Mr. Wei looked at the girl in front of him without expression.

Childe Wei's eyes are not affordable to ordinary people. Especially the kind of eyes that seemed to have no feelings, like looking at dead things, the smile on the girl's face gradually became reluctant, and her face gradually turned pale.

"This girl, he is my husband." he was still a little unhappy, but under the eyes of Childe Wei, Nangong Mo couldn't help sympathizing with the girl.

"I... I just want to give the flowers to this childe..." the little girl almost cried.

Nangong Mo noticed that many young men and women in the passers-by were holding colorful wreaths or bouquets. There were even several girls not far away who looked like they were ready to move, but they stopped because of Mr. Wei's cold look.

"Girl, here you are." a man appeared with a bouquet, but this time he was a gentle boy, and the bouquet was sent to Nangong mo.

Wei Junmo's eyes finally stopped staring at the poor little girl in front of him, but slowly shifted to the gentle young man's face, but... His breath became colder.

The boy couldn't help taking a step back, but he still firmly looked at Nangong Mo, "girl, please accept my flowers."

"Er..." Nangong Mo stroked his forehead. "I'm married, and I have children." the boy was disappointed, but he insisted, "it doesn't matter. Here you are."

It turns out that sending flowers in Anxia doesn't mean proposing marriage or courtship?

It was uncomfortable to be stared at by so many people. Nangong Mo decided to finish earlier. He stretched out his hand to pick up the bouquet of flowers, but he didn't want to be held just as he stretched out. Wei Junmo held Nangong Mo's wrist with one hand and took the flowers in the Wenwen boy's hand with the other.

The young man's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to refuse under the cold purple eyes of young master Wei. He had to look at the handsome man in front of him with a bitter face and pick up his own flowers: woo woo, he sent girls flowers for the first time in his life. Why was it picked up by a man? Can he still find his favorite girl in his life?

Nangong Mo moved in his heart and reached out to take the wreath in the hands of the stunned girl.

Therefore, the passing Anxia people were stunned. On Flower God's day, young men and women can give flowers to each other. The custom of really looking at each other and even getting married has lasted for hundreds of years. Of course, it's OK to give it to someone who doesn't look at each other's eyes. This is the same as when women saw beautiful men in ancient times. It doesn't mean they have to accept each other's love. But... No one has ever seen a man pick up a man's flower and a woman pick up a girl's flower.

"Hahaha!" suddenly a wild laughter sounded wantonly. When they looked back, they saw a man in purple lying on the side of a boat in the lake not far away, smiling forward and backward. "In fact, I always wanted to know whether there were flowers between men and women on the flower god Festival. It turned out to be true. Unfortunately... It was such a situation."

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows. Although the man changed his clothes, he could still recognize it at a glance. It was the young man he saw last night.

The man seemed to be too busy to see enough. He smiled and said, "no matter men or women, they are always two stunning beauties. It's no loss to send anyone, isn't it?"

Isn't it? The men and women holding flowers looked at each other. It's not true that you can get each other's love by sending flowers, but it's about participation. It's just that you have a sweetheart. There is no sweetheart. The girls and teenagers who were surprised by their looks rushed towards them one after another with flowers in their hands. With a large number of people, even the death ray of Childe Wei can't stop the enthusiasm of the people. In a moment, a bunch of bouquets and wreaths were stuffed in front of Nangong mo. Behind it is the lake, surrounded by people. There is no place to hide if you want to hide. Not to mention Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo, even Xingwei and Liu Han, who were hiding behind them, were forced to pack several bouquets of flowers.

"The young girls in Anxia are really enviable." the man in purple took a glass of wine and drank it up, sighing.

"Whoosh!" a strong wind shot out from the bank and attacked the man in purple. The man in purple quickly stepped aside, but his body moved and several strong winds came. There is no escape in the boat. Unless he is willing to lie down on the board regardless of the image, he will never escape. Naturally, the man in purple refused to do such a disgraceful thing to climb on the ground. Seeing that the attack was not a deadly concealed weapon, he had to bear it. As soon as his scalp hurt, the man raised his hand to touch it and pulled out a pink flower from his head. Looking at the delicate flowers in his hands, the man in purple had to smile helplessly.

Many girls on the shore couldn't help but cover their lips and laugh. The scene of a man in purple with gorgeous clothes and extraordinary momentum, but his head was filled with colorful flowers, was really amusing. Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and winked at Liu Han. Liu Han understood and threw out several bouquets of flowers in his hand. Naturally, the direction is not far from the boat by the lake.

In order to see Nangong Mo's joke, the man specially asked people to stop the boat very close to the shore. At present, it was too late to run.

After Liu Han, Xingwei frowned and smashed out the flowers in his hand. With two people as examples, people on the shore cheered and smashed into the boat. Originally, the strength and accuracy of some girls were not enough to throw them on the ship, but somehow, all the flowers would change their original route after throwing them out, so that they all fell on the ship in the end. But a moment later, a small boat turned into a flower boat. If a girl with a wreath is sitting on a boat with flowers in full bloom, it must be a beautiful picture. But now, sitting on the boat is a man in purple with a wooden look and flowers in his head.