C5

When Qing He returned to her courtyard, Little Bamboo came to welcome her. "Miss, the bath water is ready."

After returning to his room, Xiao Zhu looked at Qing He strangely and asked: "Miss, what's wrong? Why was her face so red? Is he sick? "

As Little Bamboo spoke, she thought of that kiss again and blushed even more.

Qing He shook his head. "It's fine. I just practiced dancing. It's hot."

Xiao Zhu said with concern, "Miss, you don't have to work so hard. Your body is the most important thing. I'll go put in a bath for you."

After putting it away, Little Bamboo left. This was something that Qing He had requested. She didn't like it when people helped her bathe.

She dropped a few drops of medicine into the bath barrel. This was also made by her. It could activate the tibia to relieve fatigue, and it could also allow for conditions of the body.

She lay down and closed her eyes comfortably.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered the kiss. She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling.

Soon, it was time for the Fourth Marquis to pay a visit.

Early in the morning, Qing Yao woke up. The First Wife came to Qing Yao's room to help her with her makeup.

She took out a brocade box, opened it and took out its contents.

Qing Yao really liked a Flowing Immortal Dress that was blue in color. It had exquisite embroidery, exquisite patterns, and all kinds of luxurious jewelry.

The First Wife laughed and said, "This was embroidered by my best embroidery wife in the capital using Sky Worm Silk. It took me no less than three months. Quickly, put it on."

After putting them on, Qing Yao walked to the side of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror with a gentle smile.

She turned around and asked expectantly, "Mother, do you look good?"

The first wife said happily, "Of course it's beautiful. Come on, your mother will help you put on your makeup."

When it was almost time, Prime Minister Su and his eldest wife, Qing Yao, greeted them at the entrance. Qing Yao was dressed very elegantly and elegantly. She had a smile on her face, like a typical lady of a noble family.

Suddenly, a large carriage came to a stop on time. The crowd bowed and Prime Minister Su announced in a loud voice, "This humble official greets the Fourth Prince."

A distinct finger lifted up the curtain, revealing a devilish face, which carried an evil smile, and jumped off the carriage.

That person was dressed in red, and his entire body was exuding a sense of unruliness. Looking at the people around him, he smiled brilliantly. "Everyone, why do you have such an expression on your face? You don't seem to welcome me."

"Sixth Prince, what are you saying? It is this humble official's honor to be able to welcome you."

The Sixth Prince shot her a coquettish glance. "This must be Lady Qing Yao. She's as beautiful as the rumors say. How about you be my woman?"

Qingyao furrowed her brows. The Sixth Prince Xuanyuan Liuyun was just like the legends said. She was just about to say something when she was interrupted.

"Sixth brother, stop messing around."

Hearing the clear voice, Qing Yao immediately looked towards the carriage.

The manservant opened the curtain, and a man dressed in a white robe slowly stepped out of the carriage. He had a white jade hairpin tied with a jade crown on it, and his face was exceptionally handsome.

Xuanyuan Liumu looked at Xuanyuan Liuyun reproachfully and looked at Qingyao apologetically: "Sixth Brother is rude, I hope little sister Qingyao will forgive me."

Qing Yao smiled gently. "It's alright."

Xuanyuan Liumu then said to Prime Minister Su, "Since I've come this time, the rules can be dispensed with. Empress asked me to pass her greetings."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you for your concern, Esteemed Empress. I hope Your Highness doesn't mind the estate. Fourth Prince, Sixth Prince, please come in."

As everyone walked into the Prime Minister's residence, Prime Minister Su introduced the layout of the residence to Xuanyuan Liumu. Everyone was happily chatting with each other.

There were quite a few pairs of eyes watching them from a place they couldn't see. Su Qingqi was one of them.

She looked at Su Qingyao's satisfied expression and wished that she was her.

She had seen him once before, and just on that side, she had fallen in love with him. But she was only a daughter, and she didn't have a mother like the eldest wife, so she wouldn't give up.

When everyone arrived at the great hall, Prime Minister Su invited the two princes to sit. Xuanyuan Liumu smiled lightly and said, "This is a little gift from me, I hope that you can kindly accept it."

An attendant stood forward, an exquisite box in his hand.

Prime Minister Su accepted it, smiling as he said, "Many thanks to the Fourth Prince."

Xuanyuan Liuyun's face was filled with impatience as he joked: "I'm indeed not suited to sitting down quietly and chatting. You guys can talk slowly, the flower pavilion is still suitable for me. I'm going out for a stroll. Don't wait for me when I get back."

Xuanyuan Liumu smiled as he said: "I hope Su Xiangguo doesn't mind."

Prime Minister Su laughed loudly. "I understand. How is my son doing in the palace?"

Xuanyuan Liumu drank a cup of tea. "Him, Second Young Master Su Qingyuan. He couldn't get out of the palace even after being pestered by Princess Liuyue. It seems like the Prime Minister's Estate is going to have a happy occasion."

Prime Minister Su smiled. "This old man looks forward to it too."

The young master Su Qing Chen has learnt the art of war from the general, the second young master Su Qing Yuan is talented, and the third young master Su Qing Yang is still young.

"Fourth Prince, you flatter me."

The group chatted about their daily life happily.

After a long while, Xuanyuan Liumu looked at the color of the sky and said with a smile: "I have long heard of the great scale of the Prime Minister's Estate. I wonder if Liumu can take a look."

Prime Minister Su paused before laughing. "It's just rumors. How about my daughter, Qingyao, takes you on a tour?"

Xuanyuan Liumu recalled what the empress had said to him and nodded in agreement, "Then I'll be troubling Little Sister Qing Yao."

Qing Yao smiled faintly. "It's no trouble at all. It's my honor."

The two of them arrived at a garden, a quiet garden, the biggest garden in the Su palace. The mountains and the water were beautiful, and the pavilions and pavilions complemented each other.

Qing Yao smiled, "This is the place that Daddy has spent the most effort to cultivate. Everyone likes to come here."

The two walked side by side, a perfect match, it seemed like a perfect match.

"Aiya!"

Qing Yao cried out as her body leaned to the side. Xuanyuan Liumu subconsciously caught her and helped her up before asking in concern, "Is little sister alright?"

Qing Yao's face was completely red. "Thank you, Big Brother Mu. Qing Yao is fine."

Suddenly, Qing Yao froze. She had come for the month and was very vexed. Why did she have to …

Seeing Qing Yao's serious expression, Xuanyuan Liumu asked with concern: "Little Sister Qing Yao, what's wrong with you? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qing Yao forced a smile. "Qingyao, I have an urgent matter to attend to. I can't accompany you anymore."

"Alright, things are more important. I'll take a stroll around by myself."

"My apologies, Your Highness."

After she finished speaking, Qing Yao ran out of the garden.

Xuanyuan Liumu watched Qing Yao walk off into the distance before turning his gaze towards the lake.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard the sound of a zither. He had practiced martial arts since a young age and could hear distant sounds. The sound was gentle and melodious, and he couldn't help but walk towards the direction of the sound.

In the backyard.

Qing He was playing an ancient zither. Her mother had just taught her a new song. This song was beautiful and joyful. Listening to it, she felt relaxed and happy. She understood the rhythm of the song, and the subtleties of this song were vividly played by her.

After a long while, Qu Bi and Qing Yao stretched their muscles and bones before drinking a mouthful of tea.

After resting for a while, Qing He's interest was piqued as she looked at the falling flowers.

She walked into the flower bush, waved her arms, and began to dance. It was the same dance she knew.