MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-~ Fu Cang Blind Date
On the day of Fucang's 5,000th birthday, Emperor Taiyi sent a cart of saplings of Xianhua Xinghua as a congratulatory gift. .s.
Looking at the beautiful little grandson, Emperor Taiyi was full of love and expectation, and told him: "You plant the sapling with your own hands, and it will bloom when you see your future wife."
Xianhua apricot flowers are beautiful and colorful, and the flowers are as big as a plate. They are the best among apricot flowers. The only thing that is not very pleasing is that the flowering period is uncertain.
So in fact, Emperor Taiyi's words were just to fool his grandson, but the little God Fucang, who was only five thousand years old at the time, believed it. He would go to the garden every day after dinner, for fear of the apricot blossoms he had planted himself. Crackling and blooming.
Probably for this half-grown child who is naturally cold, the existence of such a thing as "Madame" is still not acceptable.
Worrying so much, Xianhua Xinghua never bloomed as he wished, and Fucang grew up in the Qingdi Palace, and when he was 30,000 years old, he had already forgotten about it.
On a sunny spring day, the old man suddenly had nothing to do. He remembered that the God of Helping Cang of the Huaxu family is now 30,000 years old. He felt a hint of matchmaking.
But who to marry has become a problem. The Huaxu family has a good reputation, and everyone in the upper world is willing to marry their daughter. He can easily be hated if he picks anyone. It just so happens that the princess of the Zhuyin family is over 9,700 years old and looks graceful. No one dared to hold grudges against her when she had just come into being.
So Fu Cang got a message during lunch that "Asuka Hua Huang Xiandao, meet Princess Zhuyin and enjoy a flower".
He turned his head and looked at his father. His father was calm and calm, and said with a smile: "Well, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has good intentions. You are not young, so let's try it."
No one in the Upper Realm knew the great name of the Zhuyin clan. The princess from such a prominent tribe was about the same as the protoss he usually interacted with.
I hope she is decent and generous, so that both sides can get along easily. Thinking like this, Fu Cang spent the last day of his silent life in God's life without any disturbance.
The news of the matchmaking by the Emperor of Heaven spread throughout the upper world almost instantly. Gu Ting heard that they met on his own fairy island, and enthusiastically opened the door of the inner courtyard for them, saying: "It just so happened that the whirling peony opened. You and that It's good for Princess Zhuyin to go and have a look."
In Gu Ting's pure heart, he probably felt that Princess Zhuyin must be a noble and elegant type. It should be a good match with Fu Cang, he thought so.
That morning, Fu Cang changed into his usual snow-colored cloud-patterned robe, and out of some inspiration, he went to the garden on purpose before leaving. The Xianhua apricot blossoms were as bare as ever, not even a single bud emerged .
He left Qingdi Palace with peace of mind.
In the pear blossom forest like clouds and snow on Huahuangxian Island, he met Princess Xuanyi of the Zhuyin clan.
She is indeed quite noble, with hundreds of followers, she is so noble that she is arrogant and domineering.
She is indeed quite gentle, she speaks in a limp manner, her tone is limp, and she walks limply, as if she has no bones.
She is even more decent, and she speaks the malicious ridicule so charmingly, he has never seen anyone who can speak so well.
She was quite generous, she had no sense of subject and guest, she threw a handkerchief into the cloud pool when meeting, and went to pick the mother-in-law peonies in a big way, Gu Ting was almost scared to cry by her.
All in all, this matchmaking made Fu Cangping feel countless annoyances, even a mountain of dirt would be turned into a volcano by her.
Fucang Shenjun returned to Qingdi Palace with a face as black as charcoal, and greeted a group of jubilant priests, who gave him a blow in the head: "The fairy apricot blossoms in the Shenjun's garden are blooming!"
At that moment, he really felt resentful that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out in his throat.
As a result, they really bloomed, clusters piled up on the bare branches in the morning, and they were extremely delicate and colorful in the rays of the sun.
Fu Cang stared at the Xianhua Xinghua blooming half of the garden in a daze for more than half an hour.
When Emperor Qing came to find him, he was still in a daze.
"How about Princess Zhuyin?" Qing Di deliberately poked him where he was unhappy.
Fu Cang turned around to salute, when he raised his head, his displeasure and annoyance had disappeared, he just said indifferently: "Father, if His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has similar matchmaking again, I ask my father to decline it for me."
Qingdi couldn't help laughing out loud: "Oh, she's not good-looking or her words and deeds are vulgar"
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Fu Cang originally thought that because of his anger, he had already forgotten the appearance of the dragon princess, but suddenly, that cheek as clear as jade porcelain came to mind, not only that, but also the fluffy long hair, Glittering golden rings, quiet and alienated eyebrows and eyes, she seemed out of tune with everything around her.
He stopped looking at those strangely blooming fairy apricot blossoms, and said goodbye: "I don't care about this for the time being, and my father doesn't have to worry about it."
As the sky darkened and the lakeside avenue flickered with gloomy lights, Fu Cang couldn't restrain himself from always thinking of that glamorous figure as he walked. The most abominable thing is not those pretentious gestures, but the way she plays other people as idiots. Knowing that she will show him that she deliberately behaves, she still does it as she pleases.
Xianhua's apricot blossoms bloom as soon as they bloom, of course it can't be her.
Fu Cang forcibly put the lingering Yanna Yingying behind him, and he decided to forget all the absurd things that happened today.
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