Chapter 1429 Occupy the Seventh Day

His movements were already very light, but he still disturbed the sleeping little man.

She opened a pair of red and swollen eyes, looked at him in confusion for a while, and then thought of something, she quickly pulled his sleeve tightly, and said aggrievedly: "Don't leave me again..."

Hearing the words on the seventh day of the first day, his throat was a bit stubborn, and he sat down beside the bed. After a long while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be watching over you."

Jill burst into laughter, took his hand, put her pillow under her face, and leaned towards him.

"Go to sleep." Chu Qi reached out and patted her on the back.

"Oh." Jill responded, closing her eyes obediently to sleep.

Chu Qi sat beside the bed and looked at her.

I haven't seen her for a year, she has grown a lot, and her eyebrows have opened a lot.

Looking at her sweet little face, he was filled with satisfaction.

After a while, Jill let out a soft breathing sound and fell asleep.

In his dark eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed, and he reached out and touched her head, murmuring, "I miss you too, Jill..."

When Jill woke up, it was already dark.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't see the seventh day of the first lunar month, and thought she had a dream.

She sat at a loss for a while, until Mr. Chang came in to serve her and wash.

"Mother Chang, is Xiao Qi back?" she asked softly.

Chang looked at her in surprise, "Don't you remember?"

"Huh?" Jill looked at her with a pair of dark and bright eyes.

"Xiao Qi is back, you still covered his nose and tears." Chang Shi deftly twisted a handkerchief and came over to wipe her face, jokingly said.

Jill's eyes widened, "He's really back, am I not dreaming?"

"Of course not, the little princess was tired from crying in the afternoon, but Xiao Qi carried you in to sleep." Chang said softly.

When Jill heard this, she couldn't sit still, "What about others?"

"The emperor set a banquet to wash the dust for him, and he went to the Qionglu Palace for the banquet. In the evening, the empress came to see you in person. Seeing that you were sleeping, she did not wake you up." Chang explained.

Jill doesn't like places with too many people, especially this kind of banquet, she doesn't like it even more.

But thinking of what Yaoyao said to her in the afternoon, she was not calm again.

Listening to Yaoyao's meaning, the father emperor intends to give the princess of Nanjiang to Xiaoqi.

She didn't want Xiao Qicheng to marry, and she didn't want him to marry and have children.

Because of that, she will be very sad and very sad.

At this time, Jill was still young and didn't understand the love between men and women, but it did not prevent her from thinking of occupying the seventh day of the first day by herself.

How could she allow others to take away the attention of the seventh day?

He has always been hers alone!

Thinking of Princess Nanjiang, her complexion changed, she suddenly lifted the quilt, and ran out barefoot, so fast that Chang didn't respond.

When she reacted, she quickly took out her cape and shoes and chased after her, "Little princess, it's cold on the ground, you put on your shoes first..."

Qionglu Temple.

The feast has just begun.

This banquet was mainly set up for the triumph of the seventh day of the first lunar month, and by the way, it received the envoys from the southern border.

When Nanjiang was defeated, not only did he have to be a vassal to the great merchant forever, but he also paid gold and silver every year to show his sincerity. Nanjiang also presented Princess Manli, who was known as the first beauty in southern Xinjiang.

At the beginning of the banquet, Princess Manli presented the dance of the Southern Border.

I saw that in the main hall, she was wearing a bright red dress full of southern Xinjiang style, holding spun yarn and dancing gracefully.

Different from ordinary dance music, the ups and downs of each of her movements contain strength, and the spun yarn in her hands is like a cruising snake, alive.

Everyone was attracted by her dancing posture, but Manli's eyes that seemed to be captivating, looked at the seventh day, who was sitting alone.

Sitting there on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he didn't touch the food and drink, his eyes seemed to be looking at Man Li, but he didn't seem to be looking, a little careless.

Man Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and the spun yarn in her hand suddenly turned towards Chu Qi's face, with a very obvious provocation.

There was an uproar from the crowd, and then they understood.