Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 222 Beauty is like a flower
Feng Yuanche stood on top of Yuxiu Pavilion, stopped at the window, and looked at the brightly lit place.

"A beauty is like a flower, and the ancients never deceived me," he waved his fan, wearing a purple gold robe, wearing a jade-like crown, and a coquettish look, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't you take a look?"

Beside him stood a man in black, looking at the same place with piercing eyes, but his eyes were tightly locked on a woman.

Ming Qianjue looked at the girl who was sitting upright, and her heart was suspended. She didn't know how she would react when she saw the sachet, but did she come here to prove that she planned to forgive him and prove that she Do you care about him?
"Hey, let me tell you, brother, tell me something, you won't be bored if you stand here like this?" Feng Yuanche watched him maintain a posture for a long time without moving his eyes, and he didn't feel a little tired: " Cousin is really good looking, but the surrounding scenery is also good, this is a rare opportunity, you should take a look."

He raised his eyebrows, closed the fan quickly, then held the handle of the fan, and pointed to Cui Yunling who was sitting next to Feng Nuanyang: "Look at the one next to my cousin, that's the prime minister's daughter, and this is Feng Yuan's famous daughter." Beauty, she usually stays behind closed doors. She can only see her true face at palace banquets. She is not only beautiful, but also has a good temper. If you marry her home and let her go , is also good."

"There's also the one in green. Her skin is so fair. I don't know how it feels. You are a prince. You can consider taking her as a concubine." The man who is as stable as Mount Tai, from head to toe, finally stopped his eyes on the lower body: "My cousin's body is not good, you have to take it easy, I can't help it, it's not impossible to bring these women home to try something new."

However, Ming Qianjue kicked him over, with an unhappy expression on his eyebrows: "It's so noisy!" He had never seen such a noisy man, and his eyes were still locked on Feng Nuanyang, forcing himself to He didn't go to see this girl, but when he saw her now, even after such a distance, he could still find her at a glance, and wanted to hug her into his arms.

Cui Yunling was the last one to take the stage. There were maids on the stage who had already prepared the qin and calligraphy. The eyes of the noble ladies in the audience were surprised and puzzled, and they didn't know which one she would show.

After Cui Yunling came to the stage, he blessed Concubine Xian, then walked gracefully to sit down in front of the qin and calligraphy, put one hand on the strings of the qin, and picked up the pen with the other. It came out from under the fingers of her hand, it was quiet for a while like the ding-dong of spring water, and for a while it was ups and downs like a rushing river, but her other hand was not affected at all, tracing and coloring in an orderly manner.

When the song was over, everyone hadn't been freed from the beautiful timbre, but saw the woman on the stage stand up, and the maid beside her picked up the painting.

A female officer next to Concubine Xian went down, took it, looked down, with surprise and admiration on her face, walked up to Concubine Xian and handed the painting to her.

The protagonist in the painting is the beautiful and noble Concubine Xian, dressed in a purple brocade dress, with gemstones on her forehead, and Jin Buyao on her head. She is lazy and majestic, with the appearance of the master of the harem. Behind her is a big peony flower , bloomed extremely beautifully, and made Concubine Xian's seven-point good facial features perfectly beautiful. Suddenly, a faint fragrance hit the tip of her nose. Under the moonlight, a few beautiful butterflies flew to her and stopped there. On the peony flower, the scene is like a dream.

(End of this chapter)