Mistakes in the Best Date: Princess Qingcheng

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"Did you become like this because of her?" Xi Ting asked him on the way back.

Ning Chengxuan glared at her coldly: "How has it changed? Why does this king's current appearance make you very dissatisfied?"

Xi Ting turned around to look at him, his drunkenness had dissipated, and he seemed to have returned to the arrogant, bohemian prince he was before.Xi Ting smiled faintly, this person is really strange.

Ning Chengxuan was very annoyed, he didn't know what happened to him today, why he met Lin Jingying, and after drinking some wine, he became completely different from himself, and even said so many things he shouldn't have said to her.

Entering the city, when passing a small street, Xi Ting was suddenly attracted by a small building like a temple, which was hung with red silk everywhere, and many young women kept coming in and out.

"What? Do you want to go in and take a look?" Ning Chengxuan stood beside her at some point, looking at her puzzled expression playfully.

Xi Ting didn't know what this place was, but seeing his expression, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't go in, so she shook her head and turned to leave, but was suddenly pulled by him.

"We've reached the door, let's go in and take a look." Ning Chengxuan held her tightly, and said with a narrow smile, "All women who are eager to find a lover will come here to beg Yuelao."

"Yuelao?" Xi Ting was taken aback, it turned out to be Yuelao Temple.She had only heard about it, but had never seen it before. The moment she hesitated, she was pulled in by Ning Chengxuan.

There are many silk threads in the temple, all of which are tied with red silk. On the red silk are all kinds of prayer words, but they are nothing more than words of hope to find a good husband.

Xi Ting followed one of the silk threads and looked over bit by bit, as if she was also infected by the words on the red silk that placed the girl's high hopes, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Ning Chengxuan watched her carefully read those prayers, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the red silk sheet she was looking at, staring at her closely, and said, "If you were asked to write a sheet, who would you be thinking about?" Deliberately bent down to see her expression, "My father? The emperor? Could it be me?" He stared exaggeratedly.

Xi Ting paused, did not speak, and lowered her head to continue looking behind.After reading about a dozen more, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "Can I write too?"

Ning Chengxuan crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "Of course. But you have to think about it carefully, my father's foot is tied with my mother's red thread, Yue Lao will not help you " He smiled evilly, "Of course, if you were thinking of me when you made a wish, it might be different."

Xi Ting suddenly turned her head away, and said calmly, "Really? Then I don't know whose red thread is tied on that girl Lin's foot."

She didn't look back at him, but she also knew that his face at the moment would definitely not be pretty, and even scary.

Ning Chengxuan looked at her back with a livid face, and suddenly rushed to the temple, bought a large handful of red silk, threw it in front of her, and said coldly: "Write! I want to see, can you get it?" Whose red thread!"

Xi Ting looked at the large handful of red silk, bent down, and picked out a small piece of silk, about two fingers wide, and went to the writing place, carefully laid out the red silk, and ground it. Grinding, just picked up the pen and started writing.

The posture of her holding the pen is very beautiful, and the figure bending down to write is even more beautiful.

Ning Chengxuan couldn't help coming to her side. She wrote very seriously, with her head buried low, and the simple earring on her ear trembled slightly with the movement of her arms.The long eyelashes drooped down, covering the bay of autumn water, matching the fair profile of the face, but it still looks good.

Ning Chengxuan kept looking at her profile like that, unconsciously distracted.

Xi Ting finished writing, stood up, and met his dark eyes as soon as she turned her face.In fact, he also looks like Ning Zichen, his eyebrows, nose, and mouth are very similar to him, but those eyes that should be clear but full of evil charm make Xi Ting forget every time that he belongs to Ning Zichen son.

Ning Chengxuan suddenly came back to his senses, rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, then looked at her coldly: "Finished?"

Xi Ting did not answer, walked around him to the side of the red silk thread, and tied the red silk among many similar red silks. When the breeze blew, all the red silks on the thread fluttered, just like butterflies flying in the evening wind. , graceful and moving.

This gust of wind is to take all the wishes tied to the line to the sky and convey them to Yuelao.Xi Ting looked at the red silk fluttering all over the courtyard, and couldn't help thinking, but, would Yuelao see her wish?Such an ordinary wish, to Yuelao, should have already seen his eyes hurt, but to her, it was so extravagant and so difficult.

Ning Chengxuan stood on the spot and watched her standing in front of the red line in a daze, his heart couldn't stop feeling distressed.After she came to the capital, she lost a lot of weight. She was originally wearing a well-fitting green dress, but now it looked a little empty. When the wind blew, the skirt fluttered.

Her clothes were fluttering, and the red silk in front of her was also fluttering. The way she stood among the fluttering red silk that seemed to have no boundaries, and slightly raised her head to look at the sky, made his heart shake violently.

He knew she was beautiful, but he never imagined that she could be so beautiful, a soul-stirring beauty.

Xi Ting came back to her senses, lowered her head, and turned around, just in time to see him staring at her in a daze again, but her eyes were full of gloom.

Xi Ting's heart sank, she didn't know what he was thinking, but his eyes made people feel scared.She turned around and hurried to the door, leaving the red silk flying all over the sky.

Ning Chengxuan kept watching her go out, but the gloom in his eyes never dissipated.He raised his feet and walked to the place where she had just stood, looking for her handwriting in the red silk in front of him.

Her handwriting has learned six to seven points from Ning Zichen's. It is very beautiful, and it is also very easy to find in the row of red silk.

Ning Chengxuan bowed his body, lowered his head to look at the ten characters written on the red silk, but suddenly froze, and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated.

There are no extravagant demands, and no unreasonable ideas.

"I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

It turned out to be that simple.

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