The smell was vague and came from Baili Yuan's body.
Just when Wenren Qianjue was about to distinguish it carefully, Baili Yuan came around behind her and hit her with a palm.
The moment the palm wind struck, Wenren Qianjue's body fell to the side at an incredible angle.
"ah" Bailiyuan lost her voice.
She just wanted to find someone to fight with.
It had been a long time since anyone had competed with her and she was very bored.
How could Sister Qianjue do this?
Before he could stop his exclamation, Wenren Qianjue's body had been fixed diagonally, and his steps had not moved even a little.
Turning her head in an arc, she was low-key and handsome: "This is how guests are entertained in the princess's palace."
Bailiyuan was surprised and happy: "When did Sister Qianjue know this trick?
Teach me too?"
A certain woman smiled evilly: "We'll talk about it when you defeat me."
Bailiyuan will learn this kind of little trick sooner or later.
Now that she has gone to the house to uncover tiles, if she is taught these tricks, wouldn't it make her reputation as the Great Demon King even more solid?
She can't afford it if a certain highness causes trouble in the future.
"Exactly."
Baili Yuan pouted, then took her hand and sat down affectionately: "Yuan'er, there are some fruits rewarded by the father recently.
Come and bring them up."
After a while, the palace maid brought some lotus mist, dragon fruit and so on.
These fruits are not produced locally in Dayin, so some country must have paid tribute to them.
With the emperor's current health, I am afraid he is not in the mood to eat these fruits, so he gave them to his favorite little princess.
Wenren Qianjue ate the fruit carelessly, thinking of the arrogant king, and felt uncomfortable.
The other little princess holding her chin up also had her own thoughts.
After a moment of silence, Bailiyuan pretended not to care and said, "Sister Qianjue, tell me when will the people who went out come back?"
Subconsciously, Wenren Qianjue said: "It depends on what the person who left is doing."
Then he realized that the person Baili Yuan really wanted to ask was Wu Chi.
After such a long time, the little princess, just like herself, still couldn't forget the pure smile of that young man's brows and eyes.
"What if you don't know where he went or what he did?"
Bailiyuan's apricot eyes opened wide, filled with sadness.
For girls of this age, sadness is as pure as water.
It makes people feel pity for no reason.
Wenren Qianjue suddenly raised a smile and rubbed her hair like a kitten: "Why do you have a crush on the young master of a certain family?
I'm sorry to tell the emperor."
"You" the little princess's temper exploded, her face turned red with embarrassment and her cheeks were bulging with anger: "You stupid woman, wait until you marry Brother Ye and live in the palace, and we will settle the accounts."
Wenren Qianjue deliberately changed the topic teasingly.
She didn't want to see Baili Yuan look sad.
The little girl was as pure as a piece of crystal, and she shouldn't be eroded by those emotions that she shouldn't have.
Wenren Qianjue himself is a person who rolled from the garbage dump to the Shura field.
He has experienced thousands of calamities.
She is dirty.
But she couldn't see such a pure girl being unhappy at all.
Bailiyuan should always grow up proudly, waiting for her husband.
"Oh, speaking of that.
I think it would be better for me to do it myself."
Wenren Qianjue put his two fingers together, took out a piece of black paper from his sleeve.
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Solid black.
The four corners are inlaid with dark patterns made of pure gold.
As luxurious as you want, as special as you want.
Speaking of people getting married, the invitations are all red, which looks festive.
Haha, that pervert in her family wears everything black.
She was too lazy to mind.
Anyway, black looked good, clean, neat, and solemn, and it complemented her.
"This is the invitation."
Baili Yuan twitched the corner of her mouth, forgetting the "deep hatred" just now, and was speechless looking at the invitation.
The writing on it is full of color.
I don’t know what kind of paint was used.
The writing is white and falls on the black background, which is indescribably beautiful.
There is only one person in the world who can write such handwriting.
Baili Yuan snickered in her heart.
As the seventh brother, she still took this gift very seriously, so she wrote the invitation herself.
But what the hell, can't it be changed to another color?
"The time has basically been set.
Ouyang Mansion has sent auspicious news.
It has not been opened yet.
Please listen to the news when the time comes.
Be good."
Wenren Qianjue stood up gracefully and casually rubbed the hairy little princess's head.
"Tsk, tsk."
Bailiyuan showed her teeth, wishing she could bite this woman hard.
She both loves and hates Wenren Qianjue, let alone that person in the Night Palace.
After they left, the maid chuckled.
Bailiyuan raised her eyebrows: "Why are you laughing?"
The maid smiled.
Miss Qian Jue was really the only person besides His Highness Seventh Prince who could control the princess.
However, he still said sternly: "Ahem, this slave is smiling.
How can the invitation be of this color?"
"That means I have to tell Brother Qi properly."
Bailiyuan nodded fiercely, but suddenly felt dizzy, muttering "strange", she walked towards the bed, her eyelids gradually couldn't be raised, she just felt so tired and sleepy.
Anyway, there is nothing much to do during the day.
I can write the letter later and she can take a nap.
The maid prepared the pen and ink, but when she turned around, she saw the little princess already lying on the bed.
She secretly smiled and said, the princess's temperament is really that of a child.
He walked over with a smile and covered Baili Yuan with a quilt.
Baili Yuan seemed to be sleeping deeply, and the bright red bead in the middle of her collarbone was always exuding that faint fragrance.
Wenren Qianjue recommends it carelessly
Opening the door to the Night Palace, black boots made a crisp sound as they walked on the ground.
There was no one in the main hall.
She was used to the purity of the Night Palace, so she didn't find it strange.
When she left the main hall, the black paper on the floor was as hard as card, and the golden paste seemed to have been melted by the fire of hell, and was still bubbling.
Baili Suye stood behind the desk, his brows furrowed in a rare way.
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He seemed to be thinking about something extremely puzzling.
Wenren Qianjue paused and looked in his direction.
This man has the capital that everyone in the world wants to have, but none of this seems important to him.
At this moment, he stood there, as quiet as a sleeping night god, with beautifully carved facial features, emitting a faint glow under the glow of molten gold.
So beautiful.
However, who could have known that he was such a bad character.
With a slight shrug, Wenren Qianjue turned to leave, but was stopped.
"Woman, come here."
There was no warmth in the cold voice, it was a commanding tone.
Wenren Qianjue walked a few steps and leaned on the corner of the desk: "His Majesty Seventh Prince has something to give you."
She bared her little tiger teeth, like a little fox making calculations at any time.
"Um" Baili Suye responded lightly, then raised her eyes with such indifference: "Do wedding invitations have to be in red?"
"Hey" Wenren Qianjue was startled.
Does this matter to him?
Is this person’s brain showing off again?
Holding her chin, Wenren Qianjue replied in a bored tone: "Black is pretty good, I quite like it."
"Hmm."
His Highness lowered his eyes and looked at the black card on the table.
It was made of very beautiful real gold with dark patterns.
It was an extremely rare black paper in this era.
The pigment he used to write on turned out to be the pearl powder of Luminous Pearl.
Wenren Qianjue's eyelids twitched.
Doesn’t His Highness the Seventh Prince know that she is greedy for money?
Don’t give these things to others.
How nice to give them all to her?
She can go to those people’s houses to inform them and give each person a big red flower.
What kind of invitation do you want?
She thought with indignation in her throbbing heart.
His Highness waved his hand calmly and turned all the cards on the table into powder.
He said coldly: "Butler."
The expressionless butler suddenly appeared like a ghost: "My lord."
"Go.
Get all the black invitations back.
Immediately, I want to replace them with red ones."
Baili Suye's voice was faint, but there was no doubt about it.
The butler nodded: "Yes."
After saying that, the person disappeared into the night palace.
Wenren Qianjue's eyelids twitched and the corners of her mouth twitched as well.
She just saw a lot of money turn into powder in front of her.
"Your Highness Seventh, why don't you use black?
Others use red, so we don't necessarily have to use red."
Wenren Qianjue considered herself a woman who was blind to money, and she felt heartbroken.
She had just planned to keep those cards as her own, but in an instant, they turned into ashes.
"It's unlucky."
Someone's voice suddenly became a little gentler.
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A beautiful voice paired with that kind of tone can almost make people melt.
Wenren Qianjue was stunned for a moment.
However, Baili Suye patiently explained: "In human treaties, isn't the color black unlucky?"
He didn't want their wedding to be tainted with a little bit of unlucky.
Although he didn't know why he did this, he didn't need to know.
He always follows his heart.
"Oh."
Wenren Qianjue looked at Rongjin next to him, then at His Highness Seventh Prince, and then opened his mouth and said, "But the red one is very vulgar, isn't it?"
He is different in everything, how could he do this?
"It's okay to be vulgar once" Baili Suye's eyes were indifferent, and her lowered eyelashes were as thick and long as crow feathers, but they were not feminine at all, making the depth of her eyes even more apparent.
No matter how much I watch it, I never get tired of it.
Wenren Qianjue felt something was wrong because of Baili Suye's change.
But she couldn't tell where it was for a while.
I could only nod my head in agreement.
Baili Suye raised her lips lightly, and said with an extremely evil look, "Go, help me get the red cardboard."
Cio, I still have to use her.
Wenren Qianjue rolled her eyes and walked in the direction pointed.
I took the red paper back and watched him carefully trace and write freely.
She leaned against the desk and watched his every move.
This man seems to be born with the ability to do everything.
Some ordinary movements, in his hands, become delicate, elegant, and inexplicably noble.
He is holding the brush to trace the golden dark lines, and when he writes, his pen is as powerful as a swimming dragon.
She just didn't know that he did not like everything about human beings, but he fell in love with her.
So for her sake, I have to start observing some human rules.
Once I saw it, I saw a lot of time. ,
Wenren Qianjue also forgot about being hungry.
When he realized it, it was already dark outside, so he stood up suddenly, rubbed his stomach, and grimaced.
Just because he couldn't see the grimace on her face, Baili Suye immediately put down his pen: "Prepare meals."
Wenren Qianjue was very hungry, so the housekeeper asked her to order.
She talked a lot about it, and when it was time to eat, she pushed it back for a while.
It was almost midnight.
After eating and drinking, she leaned back in the chair and wiped her lips, very casually.
Baili Suye just put down her chopsticks and lightly touched the corners of her lips with a napkin, extremely elegant.
He raised his eyes and saw a small speck of chili pepper still stained on a certain woman's mouth.
With a soft look in his eyes, he walked over and wiped it off for her.
Wenren Qianjue felt the warmth on her cheeks and suddenly opened her eyes.
The two of them were extremely close: