Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Everyone was curious about this princess and wanted to see her true appearance, but she was very low-key. She never went out to socialize, and the invitations sent by the ladies fell on deaf ears, as if this person did not exist at all.

Fortunately, Wen Jiao is by my side, so I don’t feel so lonely.

But there are always people passing by from time to time, and a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts or a box of osmanthus cake can trick them out and make them disappear again.

Apart from a concubine, there were only the emperor and Su Qingping living in the palace. It was very empty. With Su Ci, who grew up here and continued to work here, Wen Jiao had experienced everything from palace gates to dog holes and bird nests. He always managed to avoid everyone, of course, especially Su Wanmo.

Compared to Su Qingping who never leaves the main gate, Wen Jiao feels as comfortable in the harem as if he were at home.

Su Qingping also enjoyed the peace and quiet.

Without Wen Jiao who was monitoring them in real time, life went on as usual and was not much easier, except that Su Wanmo came to visit frequently.

It was just like any other day, and life went on as usual without any suspense. Wen Jiao got up early in the morning and dressed up with great enthusiasm, more anxious than before. She couldn't help but ask what day it was today that made her so excited.

"Qixi? Ah Ping, you wouldn't have forgotten even this, would you?"

Su Qingping:?

Qixi Festival doesn’t seem to have much to do with me.

Seeing her indifferent expression, Wen Jiao risked being caught by the nanny and opened her wardrobe, urging her non-stop: "Hurry up, Ah Ping, it's so lively outside today, hurry up, let's go out and play."

"I dont go."

Wen Jiao refused to listen and said pitifully, "A Ping, who said you'd be responsible for me when I came to the capital? You're so irresponsible. You brought me to the capital, yet you still ignore me and stay in the palace every day to learn the rules. I don't want to play anymore, I want to go home."

Su Qingping had no choice but to try out the fun of skipping class.

Wen Jiao was happy to see her actively choosing clothes and went to dress herself up.

Before they could even tie their hair, they heard a devilish voice, which scared them so much that they dropped everything they were holding and escaped through the window.

Wen Jiao pulled Su Qingping and ran along the route he had figured out. They didn't know how long they ran before they finally saw a graceful figure.

"Su Ci!"

Wen Jiao let go of Su Qingping's hand and waved towards Su Ci.

Su Ci obviously didn't expect her to be so anxious. Looking at the person with a ruddy face and breathing heavily, some thoughts popped up in his mind. He looked away feeling guilty, and then he saw the extra person. He felt inexplicably unhappy, especially when he saw her face.

Throwing a handkerchief over, he said, "It's better to block it so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Su Qingping was not a masochist. She let his handkerchief fall to the ground and took out her own handkerchief to cover the lower half of her face.

Su Ci's face turned green for a moment, but then he was overwhelmed by the joy of seeing Wen Jiao: "Why did you come out like this?"

"This is all your fault. You made Ping and I learn some etiquette. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to hide from Madam."

Su Ci admitted his mistake very quickly: "It's all my fault. Let's go, we still have wontons to eat. If we're late, we won't be able to eat them."

Wen Jiao turned and looked at Su Qingping.

The shaky hairpin slipped from her hair. Su Ci reached out to catch it, held her head and said, "Don't move. Let me help you with your hair."

Wen Jiao's head was held down by him, so she obediently accepted his manipulation. She glanced at Su Qingping unconsciously and suddenly realized what Su Ci was doing.

Her head tilted to the side, and her hair, which had been almost tied up, came loose again. Su Ci asked helplessly, "What's wrong? It's almost done. Stand still and don't move."

Su Qingping felt a little regretful about agreeing to Wen Jiao's suggestion. It would have been better for him to sneak out from behind, but since he was already standing there, he had no choice but to reluctantly eat some dog food.

Wen Jiao endured the strange feeling and stood still, not daring to move. The occasional feeling of hair pulling on her scalp was not very painful, but it was itchy and comfortable, and she couldn't help but enjoy it. When she thought of her hair being played with by Su Ci, the feeling that had been suppressed in her heart finally emerged, and her face turned redder than after the intense exercise just now.

Fortunately, Su Qingping did not wait there, but had already walked forward for an unknown distance, which made Wen Jiao feel a little relieved.

He didn't dare to look up at Su Ci again, and just walked out with his head lowered.

Su Ci stared straight at her red ears, clenching his fists to hide the smile on his lips. After staring for so long, his ears also turned red.