Senior Brother Xiaobai is dressed in a mysterious robe, with golden python patterns rising into the sky. He has black hair dyed with ink and picturesque eyebrows. His movements are elegant and slender. When he glances at the clear eyes, the waves are flowing, and he looks at a group of young beauties dressed in cool clothes.
He was holding a pile of cabbage and radish, his handsome face was indifferent, and his expression was distant and indifferent.
Senior Brother Ninth took a sip of the new plum blossom wine and said, "Xiao Bai has good looks and knows how to bluff people..."
From time to time during the banquet, a beautiful little girl would violate the etiquette and play a little tune or dance. After watching it for a long time, it was not surprising, but after three rounds of the banquet——
"My concubine, Princess Wen of Dingnan, wishes to express her regards to the Queen Mother. She may live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."
This is Princess Wen of Dingnan who has given her husband eight concubines in three years?
Wen is wearing a green dress, with two jade hairpins inserted sideways on her head. Her simple and elegant dress cannot hide her natural beauty. She has extremely beautiful appearance, her eyebrows are like the daisies of distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn waves, and her lips are like three.
The moon is red with flowers, Qing Qing smiles, and the daughter's charm is fully displayed.
Hey, why does she look so similar...
Alas, can a beautiful woman still be unable to retain her husband's heart despite her stunning appearance?
The Queen Mother smiled like a spring breeze: "Come, my dear, come quickly and let the Ai family have a good look."
Wen stood tall and graceful, and her voice was soft and soft, like trickling water: "It's cold in winter, and the prince has an old illness. He can't go to the capital to pay his respects to the Queen Mother. I hope the Queen Mother will forgive me."
His heart was churning, Senior Brother Xiaobai lowered his eyelashes slightly, his handsome face was hidden in the shadow of the gorgeous lights. The white porcelain teacup in his hand was as clear as jade, reflecting the bright fireworks outside the hall, making it dazzling for a moment.
"Hmph!" Ninth Senior Brother narrowed his peach blossom eyes with disdain, "He deserves it! He should have been beaten to death in the first place!"
[The lady is coming] [The lady is coming]
The banquet was about to break up, and I couldn't bear the smell of powder lingering in the hall, so I left the banquet early.
The soft and sweet voice echoed in the dark night, and the singing nightingale lost its color: "Miss Ye, stay."
Alas, I feel a little jealous of her. After all, her husband, King Xue Xu of Dingnan, has an "old illness" caused by Brother Xiaobai. She and I are also half enemies.
Under the bright moon and in the breeze, I stood under a plum tree that was as brilliant as the rays of the sun. I gently folded the slanting branches and smiled without saying a word.
Wen's erratic voice seemed to be in the clouds: "...fairy-looking and jade-skinned, no wonder he has been..."
I was startled, and the plum branch fell silently into the snow.
She smiled slightly after plastic surgery and said: "I heard that the young lady is frail. This box of ginseng is a gift from me. I hope that the young lady will accept it to replenish her health." After that, she stood aside and looked at me silently, with a gentle smile on her lips.
, but the color of his eyes was bottomless, with no trace of emotion visible.
I remained calm and said, "Thank you for your concern, Princess."
It was only the first time that she and I met, and considering the grudge between Senior Brother Xiaobai and Xue Xu, it was really a bit surprising that she was so polite.
She returned the gift with a blessed body, her green skirt flowing gracefully in the wind.
"Pa", I broke another plum blossom, and the blood jade ring on my little finger was red with the plum blossoms, enchanting and gorgeous.
"You...you..." A look of surprise flashed across her beautiful and elegant face, perhaps because the light was dim, and with a blink of an eye, she looked beautiful and smiling again, "This branch of red plum is more elegant than just now.
That branch is much stronger, and Miss Ye’s vision really makes me amazed."
I played with the fresh fragrant branches and nodded with a smile.
Alas, in the end I couldn't help but said: "Forgive Ye Rong for being presumptuous, but I wonder if the princess has any brothers?"
