The most important point-

Whether the man who is given flowers or the woman who is given branches, whether he likes the other person, he cannot refuse the simple and passionate feelings of the boys and girls on the Flower Festival.

unless……

Having confirmed my intentions, the perfect person to exchange flowers and branches.

The twilight is round, and the streets are full of lanterns, which bloom with the spectacular beauty of the lights of thousands of homes.

The streets are bustling with boys and girls.

After walking from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the agreed place with Gong Feibai, Bai Mo was stuffed with many willow branches.

However, the flower was gently squeezed in the hands of the young boys who were rejected one by one, and they were disappointed to return home.

Finally arrived at Yue Lao Temple.

Qian Shuang whispered beside Bai Mo: "Miss, look, are the people standing there? Is it the Prince of the Palace? There are so many people around him."

Under the marriage tree full of red silk, a young man in red stood tall and stood tall.

Perhaps because of his outstanding and stunning appearance and temperament, many girls who traveled on the Flower Festival today surrounded him like a swallow, wanting to send the flowers in his hands to give them back with willow branches.

"Young Master, my name is Lu Lier, and I am the daughter of Mr. Lu's family. This is my flower, I hope you can accept it."

"Young Master, I am a red sleeved lily. When I saw it, I yearn for it. I wish to give it to you with flowers."

"Young Master..."

According to the rules of the Flower Festival, as long as the flower or willow branch that belongs to you is not sent out, you must accept the rest of the people.

However, the unparalleled boy in red never accepted a single flower.

"I already have someone I like and cannot accept your flowers."

The girls suddenly felt a lot of grief.

"Young Master, you can't do this. The rules of Huachao Festival are obviously..."

Not far away.

Bai Mo heard Gong Feibai's words and lowered his eyes to look at the willow branches he had taken.

One, two, three, four...

She immediately felt guilty and forced all the willow branches in her hand to the thousand pairs beside her, leaving only her own flower.

"Qianshuang, wait and say that these are yours, is it okay?"

Qianshuang: "…"

No problem, no problem, it’s just my lady, do you think the prince of the palace will believe it?

Before he could remind him, Bai Mo had already stepped forward.

He pretended to be ignorant and handed the flower in his hand to the boy in red.

"Young Master, I don't know if my flowers are collected or not?"

Bai Mo's move made the unaccepted women around him wave the silk handkerchiefs or flowers in their hands and make a sound.

"cut."

"Girl, this young master has said that he already has a sweetheart, why do you still have to humiliate yourself?"

"That's right, I really think I'm awesome, right? Have you ever heard of Xi Shi in the eyes of a lover? Even if you are good-looking, you are nothing in front of this young man who already has a sweetheart."

"Young Master, he won't accept your flowers, girl, please take them quickly..."

One of the women had not finished speaking the word "come back" and their words were stuck on their lips.

It's like a chicken that was originally calling happily but was suddenly pinched by someone, which is ridiculous and funny.

All the girls only saw—

The young man in red, who was proud, noble and unparalleled in front of them, raised his hand like this.

A delicate wrist bone was accidentally exposed from the red sleeves, and the slender fingers as long as jade were gently taken over the flower.
Chapter completed!