Found a cat on the side of the road

Chapter 1045
Yaling held the jug in both hands, and with a shy smile on her face, she walked slowly towards Yeyou. The snow-white long dress was luxurious and winding, falling on her body like golden snowflakes.

Yeyou remained calm and sat upright in his seat, watching Yaling approaching step by step with calm eyes.

Ya Ling stood still in front of him, raised the jug, and said in a sweet voice: "The ice flower wine brewed by my daughter, please His Royal Highness taste it."

Yeyou's expression remained unchanged, he didn't say a word, he just nodded slightly, which was regarded as his agreement.

With Yeyou's permission, Yaling immediately raised the jug and poured it into Yeyou's wine glass, and the fragrant nectar dripped out of the jug, and quickly filled the wine glass up.

"Your Highness, please." Yaling's palm made an inviting gesture, and a pair of watery eyes looked at Ye You without blinking.

Yeyou stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, looked at the fine nectar and jade dew in the glass, and had many thoughts in his mind.

The Ming family is not stupid enough to poison in public, and the Ming family is his mother's family, Ye You concluded that the person they are more willing to support is himself, so this glass of wine is safe.

He raised the wine glass to his lips and drank it without hesitation, only to feel the coldness in his mouth. When he poured less, the bitter cold fragrance overflowed his lips and tongue, and the aftertaste was long. There was a burst of warmth.

"Good wine!" Ye You praised.

Yaling looked happy, and hurried forward to be poured another cup by Yeyou.

Yeyou didn't pick it up immediately, but glanced at Yaling, and said, "How can I enjoy such a good wine all by myself? Please, Miss Yaling, let the seven patriarchs also taste your craft."

Yaling was smiling proudly and happily after being praised, but Yeyou's second sentence made her smile a little stiff, asking her to pour wine for the patriarchs?She is not a maid.

But she had already poured wine for Yeyou just now, and Yeyou had also spoken, so she could not openly disobey the order of His Highness the Prince.

Just when Yaling was hesitating, a voice said loudly: "Miss Yaling, hurry up, the old man also wants to taste your ice flower wine, don't you want to?"

The person who spoke was Lian Fu, the patriarch of the Huanling family, and he looked at Yaling with a smile, as if he was watching a good show.

Meng Yu, who was sitting beside him, also glanced at Ya Ling with a smile on her lips, then lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covering the coldness and sarcasm in her eyes.

After being told by Patriarch Lianfu, Yaling was even more difficult to ride a tiger. If she didn't serve wine, she would express her unwillingness. The eight major families had equal status. No matter how arrogant she was, she knew that she shouldn't offend the other seven families at the banquet at the same time.

She had no choice but to take the jug and start to act, pouring wine for the chiefs one by one, but she was angry in her heart. When she walked in front of Lianfu, the jug was raised, but no wine was poured out. Ya Ling put down the jug , Said to Lianfu, "I'm sorry, Uncle Lianfu, the wine is gone."

Although he said "sorry", there was no embarrassment in his expression.

Lian Fu's smile was a little cold, and he said eccentrically: "It seems that the old man doesn't have such a good taste!"

Yaling ignored him, turned back to her seat and sat down, with her head lowered and her mouth pouted, sullen.

Looking at his only daughter, Glenn felt sorry for her being deliberately made things difficult, but also annoyed that she didn't understand the general situation. He also blamed Yeyou for not thinking of Yaling, and was even more angry that Lianfu deliberately caused trouble.

Lian Fu let out a long sigh, turned to Ye You and said, "Your Highness, you said you wanted to add to the fun, but it didn't help the fun. Next, let Meng Yu perform a small show. What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Yes, please." Yeyou still looked calm, as if the two women who took turns playing had nothing to do with him.

Meng Yu had a just right smile on her face, neither the indifference of a giant who was thousands of miles away, nor the overly pleasing enthusiasm, she walked to the center of the hall, bowed slightly to Ye You with a graceful posture, and then begged: "Little girl needs a little help." I hope His Highness will allow him to enter the banquet hall."

"Sure." Yeyou wanted to see what enchanting soup Meng Yu had prepared for him.

Soon, an elderly musician was brought in with a gray beard. Under the arrangement of the servant, he knelt in an inconspicuous corner, holding an erhu-like instrument in his hand.

The musician stabilized his figure, held the instrument, and the beautiful and soothing melody flowed out naturally like a mountain stream. He was just an ordinary person and did not use magic power, but his music skills were very profound. It can make people listen to it, and it is amazing.

Meng Yu, who was originally standing in the middle of the hall, started to move. She was dancing to the beat of the music, and the corners of her pink skirt seemed to flash across people's hearts.

At the beginning, the tune was slow and melodious, like a light rain wetting a budding apricot blossom, like a spring breeze blowing a graceful weeping willow, like white clouds fluttering and changing in the sky.

After a while, the rhythm of the music began to speed up, the light rain turned into a torrential rain, and the apricot blossoms swayed rapidly in the rain; Many years have passed.

The tune seems to be climbing a mountain, one mountain is higher than the other, and the level of the musicians is indeed extraordinary. When I listen to it, I think the mountain is the highest, and I don’t know that there is a mountain beyond the mountain until I climb to the top.

Meng Yu's spinning figure is also getting faster and faster. She thought that this state was the limit, but she didn't expect that as the tune increased, she would spin faster, but the rhythm was not impetuous, and her gestures were still charming and charming.

Hundreds of flowers are blooming, it seems that she is the most beautiful and unparalleled flower in the world.

At some point, a few colorful butterflies flew into the banquet hall, as if inspired by Meng Yu, they danced along with her dancing figure, butterflies were like people, people were like butterflies.

Xiaomeng also watched it with great interest. The discussions and discussions in her impression were boring things. If it wasn't for seeing Yuncheng and Qin Sisi, she would not have wanted to attend such a gathering. She never expected that there would be not only delicacies but also delicious food at the banquet. Such a good show.

She doesn't like Yaling, and she's heard that the Huanling family is very scheming, but this doesn't affect her mood in watching the show, the show is good, no matter who she is.

But when almost everyone in the hall, including Yun Cheng, was looking at Meng Yu, Xiao Meng gradually realized something was wrong. These two programs were exquisitely conceived and beautiful. The musicians were all brought up, which shows that it was definitely not a whim.

She leaned close to Jingjing's ear and asked in a low voice: "Second sister, what are these two girls doing?"

Jingjing has been bowing her head and eyes since Mengyu came on stage, the music doesn't hit her ears, her beauty doesn't catch her eyes, like an old monk in meditation.

(End of this chapter)