God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

The celebration banquet was held in the back garden of the palace.

When Ningmeng's family came, the imperial garden was already very lively.

Both Bai Jincheng and Wenqing were not in a low status, they were dragged away by people in their circles as soon as they entered.

Bai Jincheng exchanged greetings with some military commanders, while Wenqing talked happily with the noble ladies in Beijing.

Only Ningmeng seemed to be placed suddenly.

Ningmeng raised her eyes and looked at it. There were a lot of people in the imperial garden. She even saw Princess Fuhua and some other officials who were slightly familiar, but Ningmeng didn't want to go over and chat with them.

Obviously she was in a slightly noisy environment, but Ningmeng's heart suddenly gave birth to a kind of loneliness.

She wants to host it.

Really Want.

She was like a child who couldn't live without her home, wishing to appear in front of the host in the next second, and then rushed into the host's arms fiercely.

Ningmeng blinked, her grievances made her tears overflow.

At this moment, a slender figure walked over gracefully.

"Nongnong, why are you standing here alone? Why don't you sit in the past?"

The person who came over seemed to be Bai Mingyue.

Bai Mingyue saw her when Ningmeng's family entered the venue.

Looking at Ning Meng up close, Bai Mingyue's eyes also flashed a touch of surprise.

She had long known that her cousin was actually very good-looking, but she didn't expect that when she was carefully dressed up, she would be so beautiful, it was simply stunning.

"Cousin." Ningmeng glanced at Bai Mingyue and called her obediently.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Bai Mingyue stared at the corner of Ningmeng's slightly flushed eyes, then pulled her aside in the shadow that was not noticed, and took out one from her wide sleeve. Handkerchief, raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of her eye.

"I didn't cry." Ningmeng blinked, suffocating the tears in her eyes.

"Well, you didn't cry, I just saw dazzling eyes." Bai Mingyue didn't argue with her, and after wiping the corner of her eye, she put her hand back.

Ningmeng's eyes noticed the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

That is the white embroidered handkerchief, the fabric texture is excellent, only the upper left of the embroidered handkerchief is embroidered with a delicate and beautiful peony flower.

Ningmeng lowered her head, staring blankly at the peony flower on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and said: "Your embroidered handkerchief looks familiar."

"Huh?" Bai Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Because I have been using this embroidered handkerchief since I was a child, and I specially went to Jinxiu Pavilion to customize it."

The month when Bai Mingyue was born was the season when the peony flowers were in full bloom.

And she herself likes peony flowers very much. Not only are peony flowers embroidered on each of her embroidered handkerchiefs, but there are traces of peony flowers on the fabric of many of her dresses.

Ningmeng gave a cry, and didn't explain anything.

Of course she knew that every piece of Bai Mingyue's embroidered handkerchief had this kind of flower, but when she just saw this embroidered handkerchief, something in her mind suddenly popped out of her mind.

However, when she went back to recall, she suddenly couldn't remember.

Ningmeng's dumb appearance can't be too cute.

Bai Mingyue looked at her, she still couldn't help it, she stretched out her hand and gently pinched her face with a trace of baby fat.

Perhaps it was the past few times that made Bai Mingyue feel a little compassionate. She spoke to Ningmeng and said, "Does Nong Nong really like the Seventh Prince Jiang?"

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