Chapter 115 Tourmaline Hibiscus Flower

Zhen Tingyun just sat down and heard this, and couldn't help but leaned over to ask again.

Fortunately, Fu Changxi was already prepared, he held her shoulders and repeated: "Sit down and listen to me finish!"

Zhen Tingyun had to sit down again, but her eyes were sparkling, still looking at Fu Changxi, waiting for his gift.

The corners of Fu Changxi's lips lifted up unconsciously, and then he forced himself to smack down. He got up and took out a palm-length sandalwood box from the side and handed it to Zhen Tingyun's hand.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at Zhen Tingyun, and finally showed a slight smile: "Open it and take a look."

Zhen Tingyun was indeed very curious. He took the sandalwood box and stretched out his hand to open it. He couldn't help showing a surprised and liked smile——

Inside the box was a hairpin.

The wooden box has just been opened, and you can see the gem-set tourmaline hibiscus flower hairpin in the box. The pearls are shiny and the gems are splendid. Even in the dimly lit carriage, you can see the pearls and flowers flowing in the box. Color, can not help but fascinated.

Seeing it, Zhen Tingyun couldn't help but reach out and pick it up from the box, carefully rubbing the three-dimensional hibiscus flower on the hairpin.

The hibiscus is bright and colorful, and the hibiscus on the head of the hairpin is clearly in full bloom. From the receptacle made of emerald green to the thin green leaves carved from jade pieces, to the hibiscus buds carved from tourmaline and the hibiscus buds collected from rice beads. The stamens, blooming in layers, are lifelike, delicate and agile, low-key and luxurious, yet luxurious and bright.

Not only that, there is even a jade butterfly on the hibiscus flower. The jade is a butterfly wing, inlaid with tourmaline and pearls, which is smart and exquisite. This butterfly seems to be resting on the hibiscus flower, and the movement makes this delicate hairpin more lively and agile, with a natural mood.

It was the first time that Zhen Tingyun had seen such a delicate hairpin. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the hairpin was well made and ingenious. When he rubbed it with his hands, he would find that there was nothing that was not careful about the hairpin from top to bottom. Even the green leaves carved by the jade pieces are carved with leaf patterns, which can be called exquisite.

Zhen Tingyun couldn't put it down quite a bit, and felt a little embarrassed: he took Du Qingqing's red plums and borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha, but Fu Changxi gave her a hibiscus flower saved by pearls.

This, this is too unreasonable, isn't it?

Zhen Tingyun was holding the hairpin in his hand, and felt a little guilty for a while. He couldn't help looking up at Fu Changxi, and whispered, "Why do you suddenly think of giving me a hairpin?"

Fu Changxi sighed secretly, raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her hair, reminding her: "Silly girl, after the new year, you will be fifteen, and the wedding ceremony will be held in April next year." After a pause, He added: "This hairpin is a pattern I painted by myself. I personally selected tourmaline, jadeite, and pearls, and I chose the craftsmen to make them for you. When next year and the wedding ceremony, I will ask the imperial sister to be your guest of honor. Use this hairpin to tie your hair."

In fact, the selection of the guest of honor for the wedding ceremony is also very particular. The elders who have both political integrity and talent are selected, preferably those who have longevity and longevity and have both children and children. When Zhen Yiyun got married, Mrs. Pei specially invited her sister-in-law, Mrs. Pei, to come forward. After all, Mrs. Pei was born in Hou's mansion, and she was also married to the eldest son of the patriarch. She had a pair of children under her knees.

The identity of the eldest princess of Huiguo is naturally no problem for Zhen Tingyun to be the guest of honor, but Princess Huiguo has had a difficult child for many years after marriage, and there is only one son of Rong Ziming, which is somewhat bad. That's why Fu Changxi didn't mind this, so he entrusted this matter to his elder sister early on.

Princess Huiguo readily agreed.

Fu Changxi also personally prepared the flower hairpins to be used in the wedding ceremony.

It was Zhen Tingyun, listening to him speak so eloquently, he felt his cheeks getting hotter, he pursed his lips subconsciously, and the dry throat didn't know what to say.

However, Fu Changxi still asked her in a warm voice, "Are you okay?"

Zhen Tingyun held the gem-set tourmaline hibiscus flower hairpin in his hand, stared at Fu Changxi's handsome yet earnest face, nodded vigorously, and promised him with the same earnestness: "Okay."

How can it be bad? !

Since she met Fu Changxi, those bad things in the dream never happened again.

****************************

Zhen Tingyun also hadn't returned home for a long time, so even though Fu Changxi picked up this time, it was impossible to follow him directly to the palace or the Xishan courtyard, but had to go back to Zhen's house first.

Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they finally met and sent them back, but they couldn't bear it anymore, so they inevitably asked, "I said last time, about the early marriage date, what do you think about it? ?"

If possible, he would now take Zhen Tingyun directly back to his palace.

Zhen Tingyun comforted him: "Just wait. If we get married, I will definitely have many more cousins ​​and nieces in the women's school. How embarrassing." After speaking, she comforted Fu Changxi, "This is Isn't the New Year coming soon? Time flies so fast, just bear with it."

Fu Changxi's face was cold, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he stared at her.

Zhen Tingyun leaned over and winked at him.

Fu Changxi held back his smile.

Zhen Tingyun stretched out his hand and stroked his lightly frowning eyebrows with his delicate fingertips, smoothing the frown marks one by one, and said earnestly, "Although I sometimes think about it, why don't I just get married? Forget it, but I ask myself, I'm really not ready."

"So," she played coquettishly with Fu Changxi again, "you just wait for me..."

Fu Changxi prides himself on being hard-hearted, but every time he touches Zhen Tingyun, he feels that his heart is probably made of cotton. Just a few sweet words will soften him. Acting like a baby is like cotton soaked in water. melted……

It's really unsatisfactory!

After Fu Changxi disliked himself, he calmed down in the end, and sent Zhen Tingyun out of the car in person, and said warmly, "You have a good rest at home first, there are many things to do during the New Year, and I will take time to visit you, or take you out to play. "

In fact, Fu Changxi's New Year's Day is indeed a lot of business - he intends to use this New Year's Day to meet the clan's children. On the surface, he said that he would choose a few suitable age to enter the palace to accompany the little emperor to study; in private, naturally In order to select the right successor.

Speaking of which, Fu Nianjia, the son of King Yan, is also one of the candidates that Fu Changxi values, but King Yan is only the heir, and he does not want to call off King Yan unless it is a last resort.