Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 658: Shangxie continues to search for the third generation!

[The man in white was transformed by Qiu Ming. He has been wandering in the human world for nearly 100 years with Chu Ying's spirit body that has no self-awareness.

In the past 100 years, he would set up a tea appreciation party for every peach blossom festival, just to find a suitable body to store her spirit body.

However, nothing was found, and that person never appeared.

He couldn't remember the number of the tea party at the Peach Blossom Festival tonight?The peach blossoms have bloomed year after year, and the women who participated in the contest have changed from batch to batch.

But no matter how time goes by, the peach blossoms are still blooming beautifully, and the custom of peach blossom festival can be continued from generation to generation, and it will last for a hundred years.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged." Zishu's graceful figure appeared behind him, kneeling on one knee with a respectful expression.

"I see." Qiu Ming got up, reached out to help the unconscious Chu Ying, and said softly, "Xiaohu, it's time to go, I hope we will have something tonight."

Knowing that she would not give him any answer, Qiu Ming still talked to her patiently, as if she could hear her.

If he had been able to face her wholeheartedly like he is now, he might have discovered that she was the real little fox, and he wouldn't have hurt her so deeply.

Qiu Ming hated his own arbitrariness, hated what he had done to her, he swore in his heart time and time again, if he was given another chance, he would never admit her wrong again.

There is a different kind of tranquility at dusk in the small town, and the red light of the sunset gradually fades from the horizon.

When the sunset puts away the last rays of light, night falls, and the whole small town will be submerged in the sea of ​​lights on the streets.

The most lively moment of the Peach Blossom Festival is coming.

It was still some time before dark, but the streets were already full of people, and everyone was waiting eagerly, as if they were welcoming some important person.

"He's coming!" Someone yelled, and the originally quiet crowd suddenly became noisy.

Qiu Ming, who showed his figure, was dressed in a simple white dress, with black hair lightly tied into a bunch, holding a sword in his right hand, with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

This time he turned into a young knight-errant.

Some daring girls pushed each other forward, as if they wanted to get close to him, but they were all kept away ten steps away by the coldness emanating from him.

Almost everyone knows the so-called experience of the Peach Blossom Festival passed down from generation to generation: there is only one way to get close to the man in white within ten steps, and that is to participate in the flower viewing party.

"The number of participants this year seems to have increased a lot." Zi Shu, who was hidden in the air, just finished clicking the list scroll in her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief. The number of participants has increased a lot compared to last time.

In addition to people from this city, there were quite a few people who came here from other places to compete. Of course, she knew that this was a good thing, and it was something Jun Shang was happy to see.

The more entrants, the better the chances of finding the right body.

She has been by Junshang's side for so long, no one knows Junshang's feelings for Chuying better than her.

She didn't know why Jun Shang's attitude towards Chu Ying suddenly changed drastically. She only knew that as long as it was the command of the Jun, she should carry it out, so that the Jun would allow her to follow.

The competition venue of the tea appreciation party is very simple. There is only a rectangular jade table with a length of 20 meters, and ten sets of tea sets for making tea are placed on one end.

At the other end of the table stood two chairs covered in sable, but nothing else.

When Qiu Ming arrived at the competition site, he sat down on one of the chairs covered with sable fur, tilted his head back slightly, closed his eyes and directly ignored the people watching him on both sides.

The tea appreciation party starts at the moment when the sunset draws its last light, it has never been advanced or delayed]

(End of this chapter)