Everyone looked at each other, this was a new word. In ancient times, because the clothes were loose, women who were pregnant could just untie their belts. However, the clothes in southern Xinjiang were looser and fatter, but even if they were fatter, they would not be pregnant until seven or eight months.
When I do it, I still feel extremely tight.
Huai Mo Ranqing smiled lightly, and then spoke in a leisurely manner, praising the maternity clothes to the heavens and the earth. In addition, this maternity skirt is indeed very beautiful. Although the style is a bit strange, their southern Xinjiang clothes are already weird.
, Zhuo Yilan smiled from ear to ear for a while.
"The Crown Princess is so considerate." Zhuo Yilan took the maternity dress from Ye Jialan's hands and said leisurely: "Indeed, when the child in Yilan's belly is seven or eight months old, the weather will be hot.
Wearing this, you should feel very comfortable."
Huai Moran raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's better for Yilanlan to know the goods. If Yan likes it, I can draw more patterns. It can be worn in spring, summer, autumn and winter. You can just ask the tailor to make it according to the pictures."
Zhuo Yilan nodded hurriedly and said: "That's great, I'm sorry to have you help the Crown Princess. The Crown Princess is just as the princess said, she is thoughtful and unusual."
Huai Moran just smiled faintly at this, but she was still very happy in her heart. She liked Zhuo Yilan very much from the first moment she saw her, and she believed that she would not misjudge the person. This Zhuo Yilan,
Yes, she is indeed a gentle and virtuous woman. As for Zhuo Yijun, is she more than a little different?
She had just finished her slander here when Zhuo Yijun spoke in an annoying tone, "Sister, you are so easy to talk to. I bought you off with just a piece of clothing. Princess, you must have realized this, right?"
After Ye Jialan heard this, she frowned slightly, and Zhuo Yilan also frowned, then softened her expression and said softly: "Yijun, don't talk nonsense, the gift is not
The more expensive the gift, the better. As the princess said, Khan has already given me everything my sister wants, so giving her a thoughtful gift at this time is more important than anything else."
Ye Jialan nodded slightly, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes. He cast his soft eyes towards Zhuo Yijun. When Zhuo Yilan was about to speak, he waved his hand and said coldly: "Okay, don't argue anymore. This
The gift is for Yijun. What matters most is that she likes it. If you want something valuable, just ask me for it."
After Zhuo Yijun heard this, she felt extremely angry. She even felt that her sister, who was originally amiable and approachable, was also fascinated by the princess today, as if she was afraid of the woman. She couldn't help but be very unhappy, and Ye Jialan
At this moment, he was looking straight at her with his eyes. She didn't dare to show any slightness, so she just forced a smile and said, "What Khan taught me is that it's okay if my sister likes her."
How could Zhuo Yilan not see Zhuo Yijun's displeasure? It's just that...she shook her head helplessly and said no more. Zhuo Rong, who had been silent at this time, saw this and praised with a smile:
"Khan is right. What's important is that Yijun likes her, and I'm very touched by the Crown Princess's attentiveness. Come on, Crown Princess, I'd like to toast you a glass!" As he said that, he raised his glass and pointed it at her.
Huai Moran stood up.
He is the chief of the largest tribe among several tribes, and naturally has the greatest power, so when he said such words, the other chiefs, ministers, etc. all raised their glasses and stood up in agreement, enthusiastically wanting to do it for them.
Huai Mo Ran toasts.
Huai Moran raised her beautiful eyebrows at Baili Yeheng who was smiling silently aside, as if to show off: "I'm awesome, right?" Then she stood up, picked up the wine cup, and drank with everyone.
Ye Jialan looked at these ministers with some relief, and turned his grateful eyes to Zhuo Rong. Zhuo Rong just nodded at him, his eyes full of happiness. Maybe for him, Ye Jialan is not just his.
The master is the husband of his precious daughter and half of his son. What father would not be kind to his son?
However, there are naturally some dissatisfied people in the hall. For example, Mei Dongyada, who wanted to target Huai Mo Ran and the others that time, as a deputy chief of the small tribe, he has always been very unhappy with Zhuo Rong, even though they are all loyal to Ye Jialan.
, but how can any courtier not strive for favor?
So, when everyone sat down again, Mei Dongyada stood up slowly, showed his usual treacherous and flattering smile, and said with a smile: "Khan, today is a happy day for you and the Zhuolan family, and I have prepared it for you.
What a gift. This gift has been carefully selected, and I believe that no one has ever seen such a wonderful 'gift'."
Ye Jialan couldn't help but be very curious when he heard what he said, but Ye Jiaming on the side seemed to be more interested than him, and even said impatiently: "Then please present your gift quickly."
"Yeah, yeah, what's the use of just talking." Zhuo Yijun naturally doesn't like Mei Dongyada, but Ye Jiaming just hinted that this time she and Mei Dongyada are joining forces to rectify Huaimoran.
Zhuo Yijun seemed particularly enthusiastic.
But soon, her enthusiasm was extinguished by anger and shame.
But seeing Mei Dongyada grinning, with dazzling white teeth, he clapped his hands in anticipation of everyone, and then, the curtain was opened, and a group of people filed in. Of course, apart from the people, they
Three large drums were also brought in. After the three men put the drums down, they stepped aside, took the instruments from the maid's hands and started playing. Under the cheerful tone, a woman in a bright red gauze skirt played
Surrounded by girls in long white dresses, she walked in gracefully.
The woman was covered with a veil, just like when Xue Wu appeared that day, she danced with all her might, her eyes were enchanting and electrifying at everyone. It was a pity that although everyone watched with gusto, they were not much surprised.
, because compared with that day when she also wore a red gauze skirt but was pregnant with Mo Ran like a fairy descending to earth, although this woman is beautiful, she is so beautiful that she has no style.
Mei Dongyada was not worried at all. He shook his head in time with the rhythm, touched his chin and said with a smile: "Zhuo Lan is pregnant, and the other Lan is serving the Khan alone, and I am afraid that the Khan cannot be fully satisfied."
This woman is a stunning beauty that I found on the border between our southern Xinjiang and Great China. Although she is of ordinary origin, she will definitely make you, Khan, feel comfortable."
The faces of all the ministers around turned red, and Ye Jialan's face also showed a hint of embarrassment. Although Zhuo Yilan was surprised, she didn't show anything, but Zhuo Yijun couldn't help but frowned and raised her eyebrows coldly.
The flying knife was about to cut the throat of the proud Mei Dongyada.
This was someone else's business, and Huai Moran didn't care about it, but as a new woman of the 20th century who advocates gossip, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Zhuo Rong. But to her surprise, Zhuo Rong didn't show any sullenness at all.
On the contrary, he was very calm, as if he had known that such a day would come. Just thinking about it, judging from his performance just now, it is not difficult to see that he is a very sensible and measured person, not to mention that Khan is going to marry a concubine.
, nine Yan clans, this day will definitely come.
It would be a bit of a fantasy to want to become the Yan family just because you are beautiful and can dance, so Huai Moran was very curious as to what tricks Mei Dongyada had not used yet.
"Yunhe, come on!" As expected, Mei Dongyada did not retreat under the disdainful gazes of everyone, but raised his hand and ordered, with an aura that shook the mountains and rivers.
Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the dancing woman again, and saw her dancing lightly, then jumping on top of the big drum, and started dancing on the three big drums. It has to be said that when she stood at a high place, everyone needed to look up to her.
When she is dancing, she is much more charming than when she is dancing on the ground.
And the most important thing is that every time she steps, she looks very light, but she can beat the heavy drum. And as the dance progresses, everyone gradually hears that this is not simply beating the drum, but a sound.
A coherent tune.
When the musician's music gradually reached the last syllable, the woman suddenly leaned back, moved her lotus steps slightly, and moved to the edge of the drum. Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, she actually froze in a ninety-degree posture.
Everyone was stunned there, even forgetting to applaud. The woman's long gauze fell leisurely at this moment. I wonder if the wind was also confused by her. The long gauze actually floated to Ye Jialan's feet. Only the audience could hear it.
People were sighing, because after taking off her long veil, the woman only wore a tube top embroidered with exquisite patterns and a pair of white hip-covering shorts, thus exposing her exquisite figure.
Huai Moran could even clearly hear the swallowing sounds around her, which made her immediately alert. She looked at Baili Yeheng next to her, only to find that he didn't look at the woman at all, but was happily eating a small drink.
, chewing peanuts.
Huai Moran raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, then secretly grabbed Baili Yeheng's hand as if to reward him, and tapped his thumb on his palm a few times, as if to reward him.
Baili Yeheng turned his face, and under the glazed lamp, his smile spread like blue waves, which warmed her heart. Baili Yeheng knew that no one had time to care about them at this time, and it was rare for his wife to be seen in public.
He was so proactive that he put his forehead against hers, pinched her cheek gently, and whispered: "Don't worry, madam, you are much more beautiful than her."
When Huai Moran was told something that was on his mind, his cheeks turned red. He pushed him away, rolled his eyes and said, "You're not serious!"
Opposite me, Shen Huayi's eyes suddenly turned cold, while Ye Jiaming's eyes glared at the shameless two of them as if they were tempered with poison, but there were tears in her eyes.
"Okay!" After a long time, Mei Dongyada shouted and was the first to applaud. Then, everyone applauded and praised the dancer who was chosen from thousands of people.
After a while, Medongyada signaled everyone to quiet down, and then said with a smile: "Khan, what do you think?"
As a result, everyone turned their attention to Ye Jialan. To be honest, if it were them, they would have taken this woman in long ago, and might even execute her directly on the spot. But Ye Jialan felt a little embarrassed.
After that, he returned to his original indifference. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's beautiful, but I'm still young and need to deal with official duties. Two sisters, Yilan, are enough."
After hearing this, the ministers not only did not feel sorry for the woman, but even showed a hint of joy. Because in this case, according to the usual practice, the women the Khan did not want could naturally be competed for by them.
But Huai Moran discovered that Mei Dongyada, who should have been very disappointed, did not feel disappointed at all, but seemed to have expected it. He smiled and said: "Khan is wise! It was Yada who didn't think well. But this girl
Now that she's here and accepts me as her godfather, I naturally can't just let her go back."
Ye Jialan frowned slightly and said doubtfully: "That depends on what you mean..."
"I sincerely request the Khan to make the decision for my daughter and let her choose her husband by herself. Regardless of the ministers here or the young masters who are not yet married, I believe Yunhe is worthy of any of them."