Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 81 Planting (Part Two)
50 taels of a teacup, put it in ordinary people's homes, such extravagance will be scolded as "sin".

However, these noble ladies are used to fighting on weekdays, so how can I be indifferent when I see others handing out money.

But in a short while, dozens of teacups were wiped out.

Lu Ziyu chuckled and pinched his fingers, almost earning more than 1000 taels of silver.

Feng Yanran leaned on the table and first wrote down a Tibetan flower order: The Buddha sits down with a root of wisdom, and the green clothes and red coat are like spring.

As soon as she wrote, many people gathered around to see her.

"Look at what I do, go figure it out yourself." She pretended to be angry, her cheeks were flushed.

Everyone laughed and joked away, and borrowed a pen to start thinking about the Tibetan Flower Order.

Feng Yanran folded the flower order in her hand, put it lightly into the teacup with the picture of peach blossoms and spring swallows, held it with both hands, and sent the teacup to the gently curved water between the tables.

The teacup curled down along the water, not knowing which young master it would stop at.

All the women followed suit and wrote down their favorite Tibetan flower orders one after another, waiting for someone who is destined to answer them.

Although Wang Ruofu was reluctant on the surface, she still found it interesting in her heart. She glanced around and no one looked at her, and finally picked up a pen and wrote down: a thousand purples and reds to celebrate the new year, and drunkenness is hard to distinguish between male and female.

One after another Tibetan flower order, riding on the exquisite teacup.

The word "ji" is on the other side of the lake.

On the table, the men were flying cups and offering cups, having a happy conversation.

I don't know who saw the teacups pouring into the Qushui first, and a group of people stood up and looked around.

The servant scooped up the teacup, only to find that there were articles inside.

"This is the Tibetan Flower Order!" Lu Zhiting laughed, and took out a folded paper from a teacup.

Stretching out his palms, he saw a short poem written on the paper: "Jie Rui wins the poinsettia without dancing for the east wind with a sword."

His heart skipped a beat, as if he had known this poem before.

Write down: Clivia
The Tibetan flower order was originally used to make men and women express their feelings secretly.

Today, using the two sides of the curved water to send orders, it is a bit hazy to look at the moon through the veil.

Everyone was eager to try and made a fuss, they all chose some teacups that they looked like and buried their heads in explaining poems.

Yingsu saw that the teacup of Yueyue Baishao was familiar to her eyes, and reached out to take it like a ghost, and opened it: the moon is in the water and the third night sleeps, but the words are rounded five minutes.

He leaned closer and sniffed lightly, it was the fragrance of his own maiden.
This is overt and covert, are you playing charades with him?

"Master, what kind of flower do you write on it?" Fuyun leaned closer and asked with her head tilted.

Ying Su put away the note in his hand, cast him a slight glance, "You want to know?"

Fuyun shook her head, and quickly shrank her neck back.

He thought, but he dared not say it
Mr. Lu San rubbed his hands, and opened a note with a hippie smile: Big Mac in the flower. Sword, axe, fork
With a shake of his hand, he almost fell to his knees.

With the momentum of this flower order, he could feel that the poetic beauty has a round waist like a bucket and a voice like a drum beating. When she walks, it is estimated that even the ground is trembling.
What kind of shit fate is this?
Annoyed, he tore the flower order in his hand to pieces
Still not relieved, the matter of adding two feet abruptly is over.

Qu Shui rings the title, but after a while, the teacup returns to the seats of the noble ladies.

Everyone rushed to find their own teacups.

When Lu Ziyu saw that his teacup was empty, he knew that his master had received her little letter.

Otherwise, according to that master's strong disposition, he would never allow her flower order to be touched by others at the risk.

All the girls have taken the flower order, and their complexions are different.

Li Qiong laughed dumbfoundedly when she saw the rather handsome words under Hua Ling, her face was blushing, she didn't know whether it was from the wine or shame.

"I'll go out first to catch my breath, this wine has made me a little drunk." Li Qiong pulled Lu Ziyu beside him and said lightly with a smile.

"Can someone help you?"

"It's okay, I'll come as I go."

Not long after she went out, Lianyi walked slowly and was about to fill a glass of wine for her young lady.

Following her movements, both Wei Xiaoxiang and Wang Ruofu secretly looked at her.

Lianyi just picked up the wine pad, but was pressed down by Lu Ziyu.

"Miss, there is no wine in your glass." Lianyi raised her head, panicking at the charming phoenix eyes of the woman in front of her.

Lu Ziyu brushed her hand away, resting his jade fingers on the wine rack, a little half-drunk, "Have you thought about it?"

Lianyi was slightly stunned, a little confused about what her lady meant, so she repeated what she said just now, "Miss, there is no more wine in your glass."

The long and narrow eyes were filled with coolness, looking like a murderous aura.

Lu Ziyu picked up the wine bowl and filled his cup to the brim.

Roll up your sleeves and drink up.

"This wine tank is empty, go get some clean wine and pour a glass for that lady."

Lu Ziyu waved his finger falsely.

The ripples are unclear, but seeing the bottom of the cup of the woman in front of her, she couldn't hide her joy, so she obeyed.

He ordered the wine again, and went to fill a glass of wine for the lady pointed at by his lady just as instructed.

Li Qiong came out of Haitang Court, through the wind, her heart was no longer bored, but she was a little dizzy.
"Miss, that's the backyard over there." A slightly gentle male voice sounded, which surprised her.

Turning around and looking at each other, they both saw joy in each other's eyes.

"It's you?"

"It's you?"

The words were the same, and the tacit understanding made people blush.

One hesitated to speak, and the other squeezed his robe tightly.

"Thank you so much for returning the hairpin that day." Li Qiong blessed his body, vividly reflecting everyone's ladylike posture.

The man was a little embarrassed, and staggered to avoid her politeness, "Miss, there is no need to be more polite."

The two of them had nothing to say, but neither took a step.

Li Qiong thought, at today's banquet, all the invitations received were high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and the lintel of the young man in front of her must be a match for her.

"I think Miss is lost, why don't I take you back?" The man stretched his smile, like a bright moon shining brightly like dark clouds.

Li Qiong nodded and walked side by side with him.

She saw that she was dressed in moon-white satin, and he was in silky white satin, so they looked like a perfect match when they stood together.

After a long while, I finally couldn't help but asked, "I don't know which family the young master is from?"

Before she could finish speaking, Tong Yun hurried over, "Young master is not well, something happened in Haitang Court."

Inside Haitang Court, there was already chaos.

A group of people formed a circle, all of them pale and dignified.

Without exception, they were all staring at the ground and rolling madly.

Wei Xiaoxiang's bones were cold, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, his fingers were turning white, and it was difficult for him to even curl up.

Wang Ruofu was also heartbroken, his whole body was a little confused, looking at the people on the ground, he sucked in a breath of cold air.
　Happy holidays, little fairies, I wish you all thin, beautiful and pampered

　　Then let's guess who drank Yushenglu~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)