Chapter 277
"Dead?" Boss Li's voice weakened, and a trace of sympathy appeared in his eyes again. Then... isn't the identity of the girl at that step the widow?

Bu Youran was anxious, and just wanted to interject to explain, but the few people kept asking and answering, without giving her a break, and now the room is silent, even the woman playing the piano in front has changed the tune, mournful and sad It seems to be mourning for it...

She glared at Liu Ming, stood up abruptly, "I..."

The door was pushed open suddenly, and a big teapot came in, "Masters, it's time, you see, do you want to continue listening to the music, or do you want something else?"

Boss Li looked at several people, "Brother Liu, tell me."

Liu Ming stood up unsteadily, "Why don't you go back, it's getting late."

Boss Li nodded.

The girl named Shun'er walked out from the door holding the piano, Bu Youran followed closely, and happened to pass by a half-open room, where the old bustard was admonishing a girl, "Remember, what we do, If you want to stand out and become a celebrity, you must have four things: talent, passion, sex, and art. If you don't have any of them, you have to learn to be flirtatious..." She said with joy, and after she finished speaking, it was fascinating The little girl enters a room.

Boss Li's assistant sighed, "It looks like she's the first girl to come out, and she's not too old..."

Boss Li said coldly, "Don't meddle in other people's business! They choose their own roads, and they have to taste the good ones and the bad ones themselves!"

Bu Youran thought that that room seemed to be the man's room with the vicious taste just now. Could it be that he had seen enough and wanted to vent when he felt something?But it would be really frustrating to find someone who hasn't made love yet... Hey!The girl must have suffered!
As soon as I walked downstairs, I heard a manager tell another girl, "Hurry up and have a look, she is a novice, if she can't handle it, you can take over at any time."

Boss Li's deputy couldn't help but glanced at it, and when he walked out of Xingfang Pavilion, he couldn't help sighing, "It's better to be an imperial capital. Among all the countries, there is no country as open as Snow Country."

"Then you will stay here forever!" Bu Youran looked at him.

"Hehe, it's fine to talk about it, business is still the most important thing now!"

After finishing speaking, they returned to the Hongbin Building, and since then, they have never mentioned the matter in the Xingfang Pavilion.

……

The next day, Bu Youran went to Pingyang Palace again.

Yuwen Xiaoru was playing the piano as usual, when she saw Bu Youran coming in, she raised her head without getting up, her small face was gleaming with tears in her crystal clear eyes.

Bu Youran asked with concern, "What's wrong with the princess?"

She hurriedly lowered her head, wiped her eyelids with her sleeve and whispered softly, "No..."

Bu Youran glanced at the palace, there was still no other lady in the palace, thinking that she might be too lonely, so she empathized and said, "The appearance is magnificent, but who knows that you are the only one in this palace, alas, If people outside don't know how much they would envy you..."

Yuwen Xiaoru turned her head and glanced at the cloisonné enamel statue on the red sandalwood table, and sighed, "The second round of screening today has the result..."

Bu Youran was like waking up from a dream, thinking that Yuwen Xiaoru's depression just now was due to choosing a son-in-law, she couldn't help feeling a little relieved, she smiled, "Does the princess have a candidate in mind?"

Yuwen Xiao shrunk his fingers as he played the piano, and pursed his lips.

Before Yuwen Xiaoru could speak, Zhi'er walked in with a teacup, "I heard that there are thousands of men participating in the selection of son-in-law this time, and princes and nobles from various countries traveled thousands of miles to come. After the first round, there are only a hundred left. After the second round, there will be more than a dozen." She brought the teacup to Bu Youran.

Bu Youran glanced at Yuwen Xiaoru, seeing that she was still worried, she couldn't help but suggested, "Why don't we go and have a look in advance, so that we know what to expect."

Yuwen Xiaoru turned her head, "Is it possible?"

"Why not? You choose your husband, of course you have the right!" Bu Youran walked up to Yuwen Xiaoru and pulled up her sleeves, "It's okay just to take a sneak peek."

Zhi'er, who was behind her, was also very supportive of Synchrony Youran's proposal.

Yu Wenxiao hesitated, but was dragged out of the palace.

……

Dongnuang Pavilion.

This is the place for the royal banquet, and the decoration is more casual. There is no golden lacquer throne and crane candlesticks in the main hall, which symbolize the authority of the emperor, but Wenwan jade articles are placed randomly.

Inside the pavilion, there were three men sitting on the Huangpulu cushion couch. They were facing forward, and the head of them was sitting on the emperor's seat to watch.

The emperor smiled and said, "The three of you have passed the second round. It just so happens that the three of you are from different countries, which surprised me." Tea, looking to the far left, "Are you from Fengguo?"

"Return to Your Majesty, yes." The man on the far left replied.

"Who are you?" The emperor glanced across the middle and asked the man on the far right.

"Return to Your Majesty, I am from the Snow Country." There was a kind of arrogance in the words.

……

Yuwen Xiaoru peeked behind the screen of the Nuan Pavilion.

Bu Youran touched her, but she didn't dare to speak, so she asked her with her eyes.
Yuwen Xiaoru smiled lightly, as if feeling lost, so he turned around and wanted to walk out.

Bu Youran was curious, so she glanced at the place Yuwen Xiaoru had just seen, but unexpectedly, she saw the vicious man sitting among the three in Xingfang Pavilion that day, and the scene of that day was repeated like a fragment. flashed through my mind.

This person is so virtuous that he still wants to be a son-in-law?

No, no, she must tell Yuwen Xiaoru that this person's bad qualities will keep her in the dark.

After leaving the palace, Bu Youran caught up with Yuwen Xiaoru, "Which one is the princess looking for?"

Yuwen Xiaoru looked forward, and the loss in his eyes was more obvious.

Zhi'er, who was standing on one side, frowned, and followed closely behind her on the left.

Bu Youran sighed, "Among the three, the one on the left is good in terms of appearance, and the third one is good in temperament in terms of conversation, only the one in the middle..."

"Bu Youran..." A male voice came from behind.

Bu Youran turned her head and was taken aback, isn't this a man with a bad taste?When did she, her and him become so familiar?How could he still call her name?

I saw him standing under a tree in the courtyard, the cold sunlight shines through the branches, dappled onto his shoulders, his ordinary appearance, with the corners of his mouth upturned, his entire face seemed to be dazzled by the halo .

Zhi'er, who was at the side, lightly touched Yuwen Xiaoru with her arm, "This young master is not bad..."

It so happened that at this time, a row of court ladies was coming out from the Qianqing Palace. They walked out of the corridor, and one of the court ladies froze in place as if she had seen something.

After seeing it, a nanny scolded, "Where is this place, where are you allowed to stay here, you don't know how to measure it!"

The maid moved two steps forward, stopped again, and suddenly her legs seemed to be disobedient, and she walked eastward, her eyes were wet and hot, and she murmured, "Bu, Bu Zong..."

(End of this chapter)

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