"You are so good, can you teach me a lesson?"
The woman writing paused for a moment: "What do you want to learn?"
Su Yu pointed to the word at the top and asked, "What word is this?"
Seeing her sweet mouth, the man patiently said: "This is 'chun'."
"what about this?"
"This means 'Duo'."
Su Yu observed for a moment and asked directly: "How to write the word Zhao Ce?"
The man was startled and said in horror: "Are you crazy? How can His Highness Jin Wang's name be written casually?"
"I……"
The man interrupted: "Okay, stop talking, just stand here and watch."
Su Yu let out an aggrieved sigh.
Zhao Ce used the peach tree to hide his figure, and no one could spot him for a while.
Another group of people is approaching.
It was the age when love first appeared, and the young men immediately noticed the girl with a confused expression under the peach tree, who looked like a lost fairy.
Zhao Ce was distracted for a moment, but when he looked over again, there were several people surrounding Su Yu.
Zhao Ce's eyes turned cold. He wanted to choose a husband for Su Yu, but not everyone could choose him.
"This girl looks strange. I wonder which master's daughter she is?"
Su Yu glanced at the speaker and turned away indifferently.
The man touched his nose and looked pitiful, but she was still a cold beauty.
Not only him, but everyone who came to talk to Su Yu was indifferent and ignored.
Chunmei thought it was strange at first that this village girl was not such a good-natured person. She suddenly remembered that before entering the peach forest, she seemed to have told her to ignore the man who came to talk to her.
This...is really too obedient.
But that's fine, these men combined are not as good as a finger of the prince. They only need to please the prince, and others don't need to care.
Gradually, the people around Su Yu felt bored and found other young ladies to talk to.
The people who can be invited by the eldest princess are naturally not that bad. Their family background and self-cultivation are there, they are gentle and polite, and they advance and retreat in a measured way. They started a discussion around the poems the ladies just composed, and the husband also composed an impromptu poem. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Su Yu was a country bumpkin. Although she didn't understand it, she felt it was very powerful for no reason.
From Zhao Ce's perspective, the little girl stood there alone, looking enviously at the lively crowd, but no one talked to her, which was extremely pitiful.
A bunch of unsightly people.
Zhao Ce couldn't help but took a few steps forward, then stopped again.
He doesn't deserve to be here.
Forget it, Zhao Ce sighed lightly, if it doesn't work this time, then next time. No one stipulates that the flower viewing banquet can only be held once. If you hold it several times, you can always choose one that suits your liking.
Chunmei was bored and looked around. She was about to take Su Yu to go shopping elsewhere so as not to worry about being stuck here like a stone pillar, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
Chunmei's heart skipped a beat.
Looking carefully, it turned out to be the prince.
Before she was discovered, she quickly averted her gaze and quietly tugged on Su Yu's sleeve: "Girl."
Su Yu looked sideways at her.
Chunmei whispered: "Girl, the prince is over there."
Su Yu raised her eyebrows and looked in her direction. She caught a glimpse of a figure that was half covered by a tree. After careful identification, she found that it was really the male protagonist.
Su Yu blinked: "It's the prince."
Seeing her like this, Chunmei hated the iron. "Then why are you still standing there? The prince is also at the flower viewing banquet. What a great opportunity."
The eldest princess invited most of the men and women of the right age in the capital to this flower-viewing party. It was obviously a flower-viewing party, but it was actually a blind date party in disguise.
When no one was paying attention, Chunmei pulled Su Yu to the corner: "Do you know why the eldest princess held this flower viewing party?"
Su Yu shook her head: "Why?"
Chunmei glanced at the young masters and ladies gathered not far away, and said in a breathy voice: "Of course it's to talk to the matchmaker and get pregnant."
Su Yu suddenly realized: "The eldest princess is a matchmaker, uh... uh uh..."
Chunmei covered Su Yu's mouth hard: "What are you talking about? Are you the one you can talk about, the eldest princess?"
Su Yu finally pushed her hand away and said unhappily: "I'm not talking nonsense. People who do this kind of thing in our village are called matchmakers."
Chunmei really wanted to poke Su Yu in the forehead, Beijing! This is the capital! Is it comparable to your Shangoogou? Is the eldest princess comparable to your matchmaker?
Since following Su Yu, Chunmei's heart has not been relieved for a day.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. You just need to remember that the prince also appeared at the flower viewing banquet, and there was no other woman around. This is an excellent opportunity for you and the prince to get along. You must seize the opportunity."
"Do you still remember what my slave taught you last time?"
Su Yu's eyes brightened: "Remember!"
Chunmei covered her mouth: "Shh, keep your voice down."
"Just remember, now you go over, approach the prince quietly, and then do as I said before."
Su Yu nodded and turned around to look for Zhao Ce. He was still there.
Chunmei is sure of winning: "Go ahead."
In an instant, Su Yu flew out like a butterfly and said in a charming voice, "Zhao Ce!"
Loud enough for everyone to hear.
Chunmei's pupils trembled: "!!!"
Is this how you 'quietly' approached the prince on horseback?
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
Who is so bold and dares to call His Highness King Jin by his first name?
A white figure passed by and jumped straight into Zhao Ce's arms.
Only then did people realize that King Jin was there, and they quickly saluted: "I have met the prince."
Zhao Ce didn't call them up because he himself was confused. He relied on instinct to catch the woman who rushed towards her, his phoenix eyes that always had a warm smile that didn't reach his eyes were stained with confusion.
He lowered his eyes, and the little girl in his arms looked up at him. His figure was reflected in the girl's eyes, and her eyes were bright, as if she could only see him.
Su Yu took a deep breath and slowly opened her lips.
"My lord, I like you."
This sentence is very resounding.
There was a sound of inhalation.
Chunmei felt a little out of breath and raised her head tremblingly.
I saw that the village girl had the audacity to hook the prince's neck, stand on tiptoes, bring her face up to her, and kiss the prince on the corner of his lips...kiss...
Chunmei is going crazy. What on earth is that village girl doing?
Is this scene somehow familiar?
——Well, I need to tell the prince that I like him.
——Well, throw yourself into his arms and kiss him.
Su Yu's sweet voice echoed in her ears.
Chunmei felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She recalled in a daze that time when she asked the village girl if she understood, and she understood.
Is this how she understands co-writing?
It's over, it's over, it's all over!
In just a short moment, Chunmei had already figured out how to write a suicide note.
