The strange beginning talks about the script, I conquer the love-brained villain

Qin Bai yelled.

"By the way, since we have to print the book sooner rather than later, please ask Qin Liangyuan to proofread the manuscript and print it as soon as possible." Ji Wan said seriously.

Qin Baizhi said with high morale: "Of course it's no problem. I have to stay up late to finish it."

"Yes. Don't be too tired these two days. After all, there is a temple fair the day after tomorrow." Ji Wanyun reminded lightly.

Qin Baizhi could no longer sit still: "Don't worry, Your Highness! I'm in good health. Then I'll take my leave and get to work first."

An imperceptible smile flashed across Ji Wan's lips: "Go back first."

Qin Baizhi strode back happily.

Halfway through, I suddenly came back to my senses.

Didn't she come here to talk about the red dress?

Why did Ji Wan's few words lead him to the printed book and he forgot about the business?

It seems that he is very smart, he has learned to change the topic, and learn and use it flexibly.

Are you still talking about the big red dress?

She thought about it for a while.

That's it.

Don't let this mess up the printing of books.

Isn't it just a piece of clothing? She wears it!

After returning to Lanxiu Hall, Qin Baizhi took it upon himself to proofread the manuscript.

After two days and two nights of busy work, my eyes were almost dry, and I finally got it done.

She asked Ruyu to send the manuscript to the east courtyard, and she lay down to rest for a long time.

After Ruyu returned from delivering the book, she sent a message: "Your Highness has said that the manuscript has been accepted. Tomorrow is the temple fair, so please wear new red clothes, master."

Qin Baizhi said: "I know."

The day of the temple fair.

Qin Baizhi freshened up and put on the bright red clothes.

I have to say that after the treatment, my skin was fair and beautiful, my whole body was bright and moving, and my complexion was vivid, which was particularly eye-catching.

Especially under the sunlight, the whole person is simply glowing.

Zhao Baihua nodded while looking at it: "As long as it doesn't appear at night, it's quite beautiful."

Qin Baizhi said: "I take it as a compliment."

She took Ruyu and Luo Songbai to the gate to take a carriage.

The temple fair was held at Ruolan Temple in Zhaoyaoshan. The name of the temple reminded her of a horror movie.

Since Ji Wan had official business and left first, Qin Baizhi left alone.

Along the way, Ruyu excitedly introduced her to the legend of Zhaoyao Mountain.

Zhaoyao Mountain is not far from Haojing City and is a mountain surrounding the city.

Although it is winter, the pear blossoms are still in full bloom.

It is said that the reason why this out-of-season flower blooms is because the ancestor of the Ji family spent thousands of dollars to please his queen more than a hundred years ago and used charcoal fire in the middle of the mountain to warm the pear blossoms.

After that, in order to make the pear blossoms in Zhaoyao Mountain bloom every year, he ordered people to divert water to create hot springs, forcibly changing the climate in the mountain.

When Qin Baizhi heard this allusion, he thought to himself, could it be that Ji Wan is the ancestral love brain?

However, having said that, Qin Baizhi was very envious.

Half of the pear blossoms are blooming for you.

How romantic.

Since it was a temple fair that day, the weather was good and warm, and the mountain road was full of people.

Two hours later, we arrived at Ruolan Temple halfway up the mountain.

As a royal temple, Ruolan Temple is very majestic. The resplendent glazed tiles shed fine light under the warm winter sun. Red lanterns are everywhere, and brocade ribbons are flying.

As soon as Qin Baizhi got off the carriage, his bright red clothes blinded everyone.

The whispers of the crowd floated into her ears.

"Who is this? The new goddess responsible for offering sacrifices and praying for blessings?"

"The only person who will preside over the sacrifice this year is the national master. I have never heard of a goddess."

"You're dressed like this for a big wedding."

"Who knows, but it looks pretty good."

Qin Bai Zhi walked through the crowd as if there was no one around.

Soon, a thin monk came up to him.

"Is the donor Qin Liangyuan? The poor monk is Yuantong, the abbot of Ruolan Temple."