Pinxiang Pavilion is the most famous teahouse in the capital. It is opposite the Zuixian Tower and is also built on the street. Compared with the noisy and lively in Zuixian Tower, Pinxiang Pavilion is a good place for elegance and quietness, and to cultivate one's mind and nature.
The fragrance of tea in it is floating, and many literati and scholars enjoy tea and tea together, one or three.
The third floor of Pinxiang Pavilion, the sound of the piano is melodious and slowly flows. A beautiful woman in costume smiles on her lips, and her eyes are sometimes drifting towards the man she has long liked. Her slender hands gently caresses the piano line, and the sound of the piano is like
I am so drunk that I am telling my love and longing.
The cold and arrogant man did not glance at her, but leaned against the window, playing with the teacup in his hand with a expressionless and lazy look, and his eyes drifted deep into the distance...
Suddenly, the strange scenery on the street in the distance attracted his sight. When he saw the two figures that caused abnormality, holding hands and holding hands were extremely intimate, a cold anger appeared in his deep eyes, and his cold eyes became even deeper.
See the bottom...
After the song was over, the sound of the piano still lingers in his ears. The beauty slowly raised her head, and her beautiful eyes looked at the cold and arrogant man affectionately. She felt a little angry inside. Her sweetheart actually ignored her existence. She was looking out of the window and went out of the way.
A hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Your Highness! Is Ziyun's piano skills not good enough to make His Highness angry?" The beauty stood up gently, came to the man's side, and leaned on him charmingly. She looked at him with her eyes. She saw a white-clothed man.
The handsome man was leisurely pulling a woman to laugh along the street. He frowned slightly, and he suddenly felt confused.
Ouyang Jin came to his senses. The strong smell of rouge on her body made him feel uncomfortable and retreated without any trace. Today, he was left in the palace to discuss by his father on the excuse of court affairs. Unexpectedly, he was finished just now.
When they were about to say goodbye, the queen and Princess Ziyun asked for a meeting. After some entanglement, they had to accompany Princess Ziyun here.
"Isn't that the Fourth Prince?" Princess Ziyun smiled sweetly. It turned out that the Third Prince was looking at the Fourth Prince. Since this is not as good as a remark on the upper floor, and he was also very curious about the woman who was walking with the Fourth Prince. So he was gentle
He shouted: "Fourth Prince! Can you go upstairs and talk?"
Ouyang Feng was happily holding a little skin tiger to make Mengyao happy. Suddenly, someone shouted and looked up, the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He frowned and said intently: Disappointing joy! Why did you meet them?
Mengyao looked curiously, and from her own perspective, Ouyang Jinhuai was looking at them coldly. She was also stunned. Isn’t he busy with business? Why are he sitting here with beauty?
Since he was invited, and the third brother was there, Ouyang Feng walked to Mengyao and said gently, "Go up and have a cup of tea and have a rest." After walking for two hours, the little girl should be tired.
"No! I don't want to go!" Mengyao felt a little angry for some reason.
"Let's go, just sit for a while!" Ouyang Feng said nothing, grabbed Rupan and walked in. It was soft and soft, making him unable to let go. But his heart was filled with a hint of sorrow. Could it be that she was giving birth to a third brother?
How angry?
Mengyao was helpless and pulled her into her arms. She felt a chill pouring from the bottom of her head, her heart trembled, and she unconsciously looked up at the pair of cold eyes upstairs.
As soon as I arrived outside the Pinxiang Pavilion, the fragrance of tea was already floating, flowing between my nose. The pavilion inside was elegant and unique. Mengyao secretly praised: antique colors, elegant and quiet, and the fragrance of tea was really a good place to enjoy tea.
"Third brother, Princess Ziyun, the two of them are so elegant. Here I play the piano and have a tea!" Princess Ziyun glanced at Ouyang Jin in a charming and shy way. Seeing that he was looking at him faintly, happiness suddenly rippled in his heart.
"I have seen the Third Prince! I have seen Princess Ziyun!" Meng Yao then stepped in, without looking at Ouyang Jin, lowered her head and walked forward in a manner and performed a court ceremony in a manner.
Princess Ziyun's name has long been mentioned as usual. It is the youngest daughter of King Qi, who was spoiled since childhood. When the Emperor ascended the throne, King Qi made great contributions and was awarded the title of King and received merit by the Emperor. Now the power of the Qi family is different from the past.
He has already formed a three-legged stalemate with the Meng family and the Lu family, and another queen was released in the dynasty, and now it is in its prosperous period.
Meng Yao was curiously looking at the unruly princess in front of her curiously. She was wearing a pink long gauze dress, with a delicate figure, her hair was tied with high cum, a fair face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, which was beautiful.
One, but unfortunately it was too charming. Three steps away from her, I could smell the rouge smell on her body. I felt infinite regret in my heart, the rich rouge smell destroyed the original tea-colored fragrance of the teahouse.
Ouyang Jin was still expressionless and leaned lazily by the window. His eyes swept coldly at Mengyao a few times, and continued to play with the teacup in his hand without making any noise.
"Please use tea for the third prince!" Ziyun personally poured a cup of tea and served it slowly. He looked up and saw Mengyao's face: "Ah" screamed, and a cup of tea fell to the ground: "Where does this come from this?"
Ugly person! Here comes someone! Coax me out!"
"Rareless! How dare you insult the distinguished guests in my house!" Ouyang Jin replied coldly with anger. The guard who had just stepped forward retreated.
"The Fourth Prince calms down, the little woman doesn't know her... Who is this girl?" Ziyun was surprised and quickly apologized. The woman in front of her was ugly, and her fearless big eyes looked up and down. Seeing that the untouched one's face was undecorated.
The ugly face should not be the famous lady of the family. She looked at Ouyang Feng in confusion. Why did the Fourth Prince, who has always been suave such a vulgar person? What's even more annoying is that her eyes contain a little disdain. What's more annoying is that she was actually a little disdainful in her eyes.
What is the relationship with the Fourth Prince?
Ziyun's expression naturally fell into Mengyao's eyes. Ouyang Jin's indifference made her feel very unhappy. She gave Ouyang Jin a blank look without leaving any trace and smiled at Ouyang Feng with a charming smile: "The little woman is just a grass man."
Suddenly, Ouyang Feng's anger disappeared, and he gently pulled her to sit next to him.
"I offended me so much just now, please don't blame me!" Seeing Mengyao just caring about her and not paying attention to her, Ziyun's face became embarrassed and the center of her chest was burning wildly. Seeing Ouyang Fengrou poured her a cup of tea, she looked at her again
Looking at the third prince who was cold and frosty next to him, he was very jealous and thoughts changed: "If you can get the favor of the fourth prince, your sister will definitely be of extraordinary talent. Why not show it to everyone if you take advantage of this place of pleasure?"
The two brothers looked at Mengyao in surprise at the same time. Mengyao was a little thirsty when she was shopping. She just put her mouth to the edge of the cup and wanted to drink it slowly. Suddenly, she heard this proposal and was surprised and shivered.
The tea water sprinkled beside his mouth. He hurriedly wiped it with his sleeves. The tea water remaining on his mouth had a strong smell of rouge. He glanced at the empty cup in Ouyang Jin's hand and knew it in his heart.