Author: ten lights

Everyone in Huaixinmei still didn't know that Chen Di was already dead.

As soon as she finished dancing, she walked to Xiao Pingfeng's side and wanted to invite him to dance together.

In northern Xinjiang, when a young woman invites a man to dance with her, it means that she is interested in him.

Xiao Pingfeng didn't know.

He was thinking about the tasks arranged by Yan Wanqing, and just wanted to complete them as soon as possible, and then go home and hug his wife to sleep.

So when Huaixinmei came over and stretched out his hand, he did not reach out to touch her. Instead, he twisted his body slightly and pretended that he was happy to dance with her.

Just a few simple twists made Huaixinmei feel happy.

She looked around at the people in the audience proudly, and I believe everyone saw it too.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince agreed to his invitation to dance, he is his own!

Now it seems that Wu Zhen and the others have nothing else to say.

Huai Xinmei felt proud and smiled at Xiao Pingfeng with a peach-like face: "Has Your Highness ever sang or danced on weekdays?"

Xiao Pingfeng shook her head.

Who dares to let him dance?

They don't even want to die.

Besides, the royal family usually watches others dance.

Seeing that he had been responding to her, Huaixinmei was deeply moved. With a flicker of her eyes, she pretended to step on the hem of her skirt and rushed towards Xiao Pingfeng's arms. Xiao Pingfeng subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but thought of Yan What Wan Qing said suddenly stopped in place, letting Huaixinmei hug him full of arms.

"Your Highness..." Huaixinmei said shyly: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Xiao Pingfeng was stiff, resisting the urge to kick her to the side, and said with a smile, "Miss, stand still."

Huaixinmei stood up slowly, his fingers still brushing across Xiao Pingfeng's throat, and then continued with his charming eyes: "Your Highness, Northern Xinjiang is rich in fine wine, and today's summer festival will be held. Dig last year’s wine out of the ground and enjoy it.”

"I've heard about it. Since Miss Huai strongly recommends it, I can't miss it. But how long will this dance last?" Xiao Pingfeng expressed her admiration that a group of people attending the summer festival could still sing and dance without eating.

Huaixinmei knew that the nobles from Kyoto were delicate and delicate, and could not be compared with these rough men from northern Xinjiang.

"Your Highness, don't worry, we're coming up." She raised her hands and clapped them.

"Come on -"

Following the crisp female voice, the beauties from Northern Xinjiang could be seen holding the wine and food above their heads and quickly moving through the crowd. They placed the wine and food on the tables that had been prepared.

Xiao Pingfeng noticed that there was still a faint trace of soil on the wine pot. Just as Huaixinmei said, it had just been dug out of the cellar.

He was not a heavy drinker, but he was a little interested in such a new wine.

It's a pity that Yan Wanqing can't drink alcohol because she's pregnant, otherwise she, a little drunkard like her, would have to drink a lot.

"Your Highness, please take a seat." Huaixinmei pulled out the cushion under the table and helped Xiao Pingfeng sit down. She was half-kneeling on the cushion next to her, placing the plates on the table and placing the wine jars on the table. She pulled off the red cloth, filled two wine glasses with wine, and placed one of them in front of Xiao Pingfeng: "Have a taste, Your Highness."

The moment the red cloth was pulled off, the aroma of wine came out freely at the mouth of the altar, and Xiao Pingfeng's whole body was shaken by the smell.

Huaixinmei is right.

It’s good wine!

Just the aroma of the wine makes me want to stop. I wonder what this wine tastes like.

Xiao Pingfeng held the wine cup and smelled it, and couldn't help but praise: "Good wine."

Huaixinmei lowered his head and his cheeks turned red: "This wine was buried by this little girl when she was still young, and she took it out today. It is not the same as the wine drank by the sacrifices below."

Originally, this wine was going to be brought out when she was getting married, but today, Xinmei couldn't wait any longer.

She had to seize this opportunity to express herself.

"My daughter made this wine herself. If His Highness likes it, I am willing to make it for His Highness every year."

Xiao Pingfeng's hand holding the wine cup shook twice.

No matter how good the wine is, I can't hold it down at this moment.

"I'm thirsty, please come and make tea." Xiao Pingfeng put down the wine cup and shouted.

Surprise flashed in Huaixinmei's eyes, but soon she obediently placed the tea cup on the table: "Your Highness, please have some tea."

Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, so she must be extremely careful.

Watching Xiao Pingfeng slowly drink the tea, Huaixinmei lowered her eyebrows and served beside her. She sat calmly doing the work of the maids serving people, but because the people she served were different, no one dared to say anything. What.

Only Wu Zhen glanced gloomily one after another.

This vixen!

If she is really allowed to climb onto the couch of His Royal Highness, there will be no room for her in the prince's mansion.

No, we have to find a way.

We can't let her succeed so easily.

His Royal Highness, too, doesn't like the beauty of the evening concubine, who is as beautiful as flowers and jade, but he always pays attention to the lintel.

Could it be that you eat too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, and occasionally like these clear soup dishes?

If His Highness the Crown Prince is coaxed by Huai Xinmei to take Tongxin Gu, it will not be easy if he wants to control this girl again.

Wu Zhen was in a state of confusion and wished he had someone to discuss it with.

Seeing her brother sitting next to her, she was about to step forward to speak when Wubie's stupid mother came up to her and said, "Husband, my family has discovered something strange."

"What's the matter?" Wu Yuan said without raising his eyes while drinking wine.

Drinking wine and eating meat is one of the great joys in life, and he doesn't want to think about other things now.

So for my aunt, words go in the left ear and go out the right ear.

"The slave family noticed that there were not many ordinary people at the summer festival banquet today. Usually there are many people gathered outside at this time."

Wu Yuan thought for a moment: "This year is special. His Royal Highness is participating in the Summer Festival. It is probably because the elders were worried about causing trouble, so they sent people to expel these common people in advance."

After thinking about it for a while, my aunt felt that it made sense.

I don’t know why I drank the wine today, but I felt a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses.

The aunt leaned softly against Wu Yuan and was supported by him: "His Royal Highness is still watching from above. How do you behave like this?!"

"Father, don't be upset. I just need to help my aunt down to rest." Wubie happened to appear next to him and picked up his mother by the waist.

Wu Yuan continued to focus on the wine and meat on the table, and continued to feast.

Wu Zhen looked at this scene, shook his head in disgust, and looked away.

It was better for her not to discuss it with this wine bag and rice bag.

Wubie stood at the exit with his aunt in his arms, just as Hongwu walked out.

"How are things going?" Hong Wu's eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, with hatred in his eyes: "Yes, it's them."

Wubie's face was grim: "Everyone who showed up that night is here."

It was not in vain that he tried so hard to drive away all the people around him.

Hongwu looked at the person on the high platform who wanted to press her whole body against Xiao Pingfeng, and sneered: "Huaixinmei is really shameless. I thought I could fly up a branch and turn into a phoenix. I don't know how it will happen soon." She is the spirit of death by the sword!"

"Isn't your master coming out yet?" Wubie looked over.

Hongwu informed Yan Wanqing about Chen Di's death. When he heard that Chen Di was dead, Wubie's eyes flashed with joy: "If he falls into my hands, he will be cut into pieces!"

"Let them live happily for a while longer." Hongwu whistled, and a group of beauties in beautiful clothes filed out from behind. They only wore a thin soft gauze, with jade rings hanging on their waists, which made them more eye-catching. The graceful figure.

After a hard day's work for the summer festival, and after a full day of wine and food, I was able to admire such a beautiful girl. There was a look of obsession on everyone's faces.

Just after almost everyone in the powerful family had a beautiful girl, someone asked out of curiosity: "Where did they come from? Why haven't I seen them before?"

"It should be arranged by the eldest lady of the Hou family."

When Huaixinmei heard someone calling him, he looked down and was stunned: "No, my little girl didn't arrange these beauties."

Who arranged that?

There are not many such beautiful concubines in the entire northern Xinjiang, but today at the Summer Festival, there were more than twenty!

Bad thoughts appeared in Huaixinmei's mind.

At this moment, a woman in red walked all the way to the high platform.

"Of course I arranged it." His voice was cold, and his peach blossom eyes were full of solemnity.
Chapter completed!