Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1429 Dominates the seventh day

He moved very lightly, but still agitated the sleeping little man.

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

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, my throat was a little stubborn, and I sat down by the bed for a long while, then said in a slightly dumb voice: "I'm not going anywhere, I'll guard you by the side."

Jill broke into a smile, took his hand, pillowed it under his face, and cuddled up to him dependently.

"Go to sleep." The seventh day of the month reached out and patted her back gently.

"Oh." Jill answered, closing his eyes obediently and sleeping.

Sitting on the edge of the bed in the seventh day, looking at her.

After a year of absence, she has grown a lot and her eyebrows have opened a lot.

Seeing her sweet little face, he was filled with satisfaction.

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

A trace of gentleness flashed in his dark eyes, reached out his hand to touch her head, and murmured, "I miss you too, Jill..."

By the time Jill woke up, it was already dark.

She opened her eyes and thought she had a dream without seeing the seventh day.

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

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

Chang Shi gave her a surprised look, "Don't you remember?"

"Huh?" Jill looked at her with dark, bright eyes.

"Xiao Qi is back, you still muffled his nose and tears." Chang Shi swiftly twisted the towel and wiped her face, and said jokingly.

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

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

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

"The emperor held a banquet to wash the dust for him. He went to the Qionglu Hall. In the evening, the empress came to see you in person, and when she saw you were sleeping, she didn't wake you up." Chang Shi 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 meant that the princess of Southern Xinjiang would marry Xiaoqi.

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

Because in that case, she would be very sad.

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

How can 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 did not react.

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

Qionglu Temple.

The banquet just started.

This banquet was mainly set up for the triumphant victory on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, and by the way, we will receive envoys from southern Xinjiang.

The defeat of southern Xinjiang not only has to honor the great merchants forever, but also pay tribute to gold and silver every year to show sincerity. Nanjiang also presented Princess Manli, known as the first beauty in southern Xinjiang.

At the beginning of the banquet, Princess Manli gave a dance of southern Xinjiang.

In the main hall, she was wearing a bright red dress full of southern Xinjiang style, holding a fine veil and dancing lightly.

Different from ordinary dance music, every movement of her ups and downs contains power, and the yarn on her hands is like a cruising snake, which is vivid.

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

Sitting there on the seventh day of the day, he didn't touch the wine or the food, his eyes seemed to be looking at Manli, and he didn't seem to see, a little careless.

Manli's eyes narrowed slightly, and the spun yarn in her hand suddenly raised to her face on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, which was very obvious.

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

(End of this chapter)