Empress True Colors

The moment he left, his body was half pale and half blue.

In the last field of vision, a white shadow slowly rising from the well was reflected, and there was a person in the white shadow's hand. At this moment, he wanted to understand that the rising blackness before was a person rising from the bottom of the well without any help. Rising from the bottom of the well.

He struggled, trying to remind his companions that a terrifying enemy was coming, but when he moved his mouth, he heard the sound of icicles clashing with each other. Even the blood has frozen.

The chill spread endlessly.

The white shadow kept rising from the bottom of the well, and from a distance it looked like a spring of ice had suddenly emerged.

The bee stings in the yard were lying all over the place. These elites were not so bad at first, but because of their carelessness, the cold poison instantly seeped into their blood, and they died stiffly without making a sound or fighting.

Xu Pingran stepped out of the well expressionlessly, holding the unconscious Ji Xiang, without even looking at the corpse under his feet, he looked around, and focused on the distant garden with silk and bamboo, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes look.

She really wanted to go to that garden right now, trample all those mortal enemies under her feet, and freeze the wedding feast of the newlyweds to a pale white.

Her wedding was held in a ghastly white. The snow mountain pursued pure and clean, and even the wedding banquet did not use tacky red. On the brightest and most colorful day of a woman's life, she was faced with white eyes.

So no one knows that she actually hates white. It was gloomy and empty, with no sustenance.

She also hated the festivities in the world, those that belonged to others, and she could never have the vividness and richness.

A disciple behind him asked respectfully, "Ma'am, are you here..."

Xu Pingran looked back at the courtyard. Although there was no one in the courtyard, these people would soon alarm others if they died here. This place was not suitable for her to perform meritorious deeds immediately.

The most dangerous place is the safest.

"Go to the bridal chamber," she said.

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The boxes containing the happy flowers are getting lighter and lighter, and everyone has a bright satin flower in their hands. Everyone is not disappointed, and they all look at the head table of the male and female guests with interested eyes. It is obvious that the host The family made an elegant trick, the flower will definitely fall into the hands of the Queen and her men, but the problem is, what about the three men!

Some people are also interested in why Xihua has not been able to touch it before. Presumably, the box or flower has been tampered with before.

The handsome male and female servants holding the box smiled and walked towards the first table. According to Meng Hu's instructions in advance, they lightly lifted their fingers at the bottom of the box. in the box.

However, the people at the first table were not limited to Jing Hengbo, Gong Yin and others. On the female table, there was an unmarried princess of the Mongolian royal family accompanying her. On the male table, besides Gong Yin and the other three, there was also an unmarried prince of Mongolia .

Jing Hengbo looked at it with a smile on his cheek. She was also very curious at this moment, what should Meng Hu do with his hands and feet?

A man and a woman holding a box walked side by side, each walking on the side of the road. At this time, the lights suddenly dimmed, and there was the sound of joyful gongs and drums on the road. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and saw a woman on the stage, wrestling and performing. It is also a common program in festive activities in Mongolia. Women fight with fists and embroidered legs, but they are often dressed naked. It is very popular among men, and many people's eyes are attracted to it.

At this time, the man and woman holding the box paid much less attention. They were walking under the tree next to the chief, the flower tree was swaying, and the glazed lamp on the tree was also shaking slightly. Swallowing fire and obscuring light, it seems that on this road stage, the five colors are dazzling, making people dazzled.

The two walked past the flower tree in a blink of an eye.

The box was held in front of Jing Hengbo.

Jing Hengbo smiled and asked the princess of Mongolia, but the princess said that she dared not be ahead of her. Jing Hengbo knew from her expression that she was going to watch a good show, so he stopped giving way and put his hand into the box.

As soon as her hand was in the box, the corners of her lips curled up.

Fuck me, it's too obvious, right?

The box was not what she thought, there was only one flower, there should be a few more, but the top one seemed a bit sticky.

No need to ask, this should be a happy flower. Jing Hengbo often wears a pair of thin leather gloves on his hands, which affects his sense of touch a little. If he guessed correctly, if she didn't wear gloves, the flower has already stuck to her hand.

The only strange thing is that the flower was brought over a long time ago. If there was glue in the first place, it would have been discovered by someone, or the glue had already dried, but she felt that it was freshly poured and very moist.

Since someone wants the beauty of an adult, why should she spoil the scenery? Jing Hengbo has never been a person who loves to oppose others, and he reached out to grab the flower with a smile.

Before taking it, she turned her eyes sideways and saw that Gong Yin was also reaching out to take the flowers on the opposite side. He lowered his face slightly, as if he was still expressionless, but Jing Hengbo, who was familiar with him, seemed to have seen the corners of his slightly raised lips.

He must have seen it too.

Jing Hengbo was also looking forward to it, because she vaguely knew that if the two who took Xihua were already lovers, someone would be a matchmaker on the spot, and someone would make a fuss on the spot. She really wanted to see how Gong Yin would react.

Sitting next to Gong Yin was Yeluqi, looking at the box with a half-smile, with an expression of "I know what tricks you are playing and don't bother to pay attention to it". Suddenly stood up holding the wine glass, and went to drink with Qisha Tianqi at the other table.

Sitting opposite him was Pei Shu, who had always disliked Gong Yin. Seeing this expression, he snorted coldly, suddenly raised his chopsticks, and said with a sneer: "Today I am wearing a red robe, which is most suitable for sprinkling golden saffron, why not?" How about letting me try my luck first?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his chopsticks to pinch Gong Yin's wrist, his hand was like the wind, if Gong Yin refused to let him go, the chopsticks would hit his wrist hard.

How could Gong Yin talk to him more? In his opinion, what can a flower represent? Pushing the box smoothly, Pei Shu's chopsticks fell down, sank, lifted, and there was a big red flower sprinkled with gold!

Pei Shu raised the corners of his lips, turned his jade-like eyes to Jing Hengbo, and waved the flower on the tip of his chopsticks at her, smiling cheerfully and cunningly.

Meng Hu let out a painful and regretful sigh.

The glazed lamp was twirling, and the hanging ribbon collided with the golden bell, which also sounded like a melancholy sigh.

Jing Hengbo smiled helplessly. Unexpectedly and reasonably, Pei Shu was unwilling to let things go.

Although the situation was slightly awkward at this time, it was easy to solve. She just took another flower, and just as Jing Hengbo's fingers were about to avoid the obvious happy flower, Meng Potian beside him suddenly said: "The national teacher let the young commander, Will the Queen let me in too?"

Jing Hengbo laughed and said: "Yes, I should let you go first, who asked you to sit behind me, come and try your luck."

She took out her hand with a smile, and Pei Shu's face on the other side was darkened, and he stared at Meng Potian fiercely.

Meng Potian didn't pay attention to him, he smiled provocatively at him, reached into the box, and showed a mysterious smile like Jing Hengbo's, and then looked at Pei Shu proudly, Pei Shu's face suddenly darkened again.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Meng Potian took out his hand without hesitation, the red light was shining in his hand, and sprinkled Jinxihua!

Meng Hu laughed, thinking it was good, especially when he saw the expression of Young Marshal Pei.

There seemed to be a faint sigh in the wind, full of regret, but it was drowned in the laughter at the moment, and no one heard it.

Everyone cheered and applauded, but they couldn't help laughing. They looked at Pei Shu and Meng Potian left and right. Some well-informed people knew something about the relationship between these two people. At that moment, someone laughed and said, "It's really a gift from God." Because of fate, the Young Commander and Miss Meng are both talented and beautiful, and they both follow the queen, and they follow each other all the way. Is there a more suitable couple than this?"

Jing Hengbo smiled and approved, and everyone nodded frequently. Meng Potian smiled happily, staring at Pei Shu who turned his face away, and said loudly: "Exactly!"

Everyone was startled, surprised at the girl's boldness, and then smiled knowingly. Pei Shu slapped his chopsticks, and the golden xihua flower on the tip of the chopsticks slipped into the soup, and he ignored it, angrily said: "Nonsense!"

The two stared at each other through the flowers and trees and the lights. They both had a pair of black and bright eyes. The streamer in the dark sparks and the scorching sun even had somewhat similar expressions. Everyone looked at them and found it more funny, and felt that these two people were actually Personality and appearance, true to match, for a while the booing became even more intense.

Mrs. Meng immediately smiled and said: "Miss Meng has a clear temperament, and the young commander is also a straightforward gentleman. In fact, the fate of happy flowers in our Mongolia country is very rare and accurate. This is God's will and should not be violated. I am looking forward to seeing you At the wedding banquet in the Meng Mansion, another good story will come true."

She said it politely and implicitly, but more people directly laughed and said: "It's extremely extreme, happy flowers are rare, and it's even rarer to have a lover who matches with happy flowers. The young commander and Miss Meng must not disappoint such a good match, otherwise it will be ominous."

"If the young commander is willing, the old man is willing to match the young commander and make a good match." Old Meng Meng strikes while the iron is hot.

"Miss Meng is a distinguished guest in my house, and I am willing to take care of it for you." Mrs. Meng also expressed her attitude with a smile.

Jing Hengbo frowned when he heard the words "offenders are ominous", feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Looking up at the opposite side, the more aggressive and active the crowd was, the more ugly Pei Shu's face became. He had refrained from drinking at first, but now he had put down his glass heavily and was about to speak.

She immediately glared at him fiercely.

Pei Shu's expression froze.

Beside Jing Hengbo, Meng Potian suddenly sighed leisurely.

Jing Hengbo knew that she had seen this scene, so he was a little embarrassed, turned his head and smiled at her: "Potian, you know Pei Shu's temperament, he's a stubborn donkey, he can't walk away and retreat, everyone persuades him, he On the contrary, I'm embarrassed. Look, don't you..."

"There's nothing embarrassing about him," Meng Potian sneered, "it's just a wrong person."

Jing Hengbo coughed, feeling that he really had nothing to say. Meng Potian stared at Pei Shu on the opposite side for a while, his dark eyes gradually glowed slightly, and said softly: "I just heard you talk about that kind of wedding. I look forward to the day when I can..."

The glazed lights flickered reddishly, and her eyes seemed to be flickering, shining brightly, reflecting the prosperity and festiveness that belonged to others this night.

Jing Hengbo only felt that his voice was a little dry and hoarse, and secretly hated why he had to talk about it. In front of those who could not get lost in their hearts, any description of the wedding was a cruel stimulus.

"I won't get it in my life." Meng Potian said to himself, "Even if, even one of them, it's good to try."

Her expression was slightly confused, as if she had encountered a thick fog and couldn't get out of the trough of life. For some reason, Jing Hengbo felt desolate in his heart. He just felt that every sentence was ominous, and he couldn't bear to listen to it, so he couldn't help persuading: "Broken God, there is no need to rush this matter, as long as he has the heart, he will change his mind one day, don't give up..." He spoke fluently, but felt that the voice was empty and fake, Pei Shuna was so stubborn that it was almost unreasonable His temper, where it is so easy to turn.

Meng Potian seemed to chuckle, but he didn't seem to, and said leisurely, "As long as you are here, as long as you don't reject him, his heart and his hope will always be with you."

This was the first time that she explicitly expressed her dissatisfaction with Jing Hengbo. Jing Hengbo was startled, and said sadly: "I have rejected him before."

"After all, it's not enough." Meng Potian sighed.

Jing Hengbo thought, is it really useful to cut off one's robes and break up one's friendship? Can Pei Shu really turn to Meng Potian? If she could, she would rather lose a famous general because of it, but is human emotion really like this?

But this is not the same as Meng Potian's. The position is different, and the thinking is naturally different.

"The queen seems to be very sincere and wants to help me." Meng Potian said suddenly, "I haven't thanked you for giving up Xihua just now."

"Potian." Jing Hengbo said, "I only hope that the friendship between each other remains the same, and I only hope that you can get what you want."

"Then the queen should show her sincerity more clearly, so that I can completely give up." Meng Potian stood up suddenly.

Jing Hengbo looked at her inexplicably, but Meng Potian ignored her. When she got up together, they were naturally the focus of everyone's attention. At this time, everyone's laughter was no longer as comfortable as before, and they were a little embarrassed, because no matter how they pushed the flames, No matter how much he tried to persuade He Xi, Pei Shu ignored it very disrespectfully. The refusal was so obvious that everyone was embarrassed for Meng Potian. Standing up at this moment, they all looked at her in surprise.

Meng Potian only looked at Pei Shu, her world has always been only one person in her eyes, but this person is always turning a blind eye, walking forward, walking forward, she would rather crash into someone else's world than open herself in front of her. The flowers stop.

Then she smiled slightly.

This pursuit all the way has already exhausted her mental energy. During this period of time, she always seemed silent, like a shadow, full of thoughts, as if her former demeanor had been obliterated by this hopeless love, but at this moment, the woman standing in front of the banquet under the glazed lamp, slightly With her head held high, a soft light from the glazed lamp flashed over her delicate chin, and the corners of her raised lips were as thin as a red water chestnut, dotted with a swirl of intoxicating dimples.

And her long and thick eyelashes seemed to sparkle like water, accompanying her whole body, shining brightly in everyone's eyes.

Such a clear spirit and such beauty made Pei Shu startled and couldn't help looking into her eyes.

Meng Potian looked directly at him, with a loud voice, and said with a smile, "Hey, if you don't want to marry, you won't marry. I know that even if I am willing to do so, you will definitely not want to."

She said this clearly, and everyone could hear it clearly. Seeing that there was no embarrassment on her face, they couldn't help being a little surprised, a little sad, and a little admired.

Not everyone has the courage to confess in public.

Pei Shu didn't expect her to be so direct. He is a stubborn ass, and he will get angry if he is forced. The real man said this with a tearful smile on the other side, but he felt that he was going too far. Looking at the expressions of everyone, he also had a slight expression on his face. Hong, coughed and said nothing.

Meng Potian stared at his expression, and added, "It's fine if you don't agree, it's a shame for me, shouldn't you make it up to me?"

Pei Shu felt ashamed at this time, and wanted to give Meng Potian a step down, but he was afraid of some unreasonable demands from her, so he asked cautiously: "What do you want to compensate you?"

Meng Potian smiled as if he had nothing to say, "Have a glass of wine with me." Pointing around, "In public."

Pei Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and said briskly: "Okay." He reached out to take a pot to pour wine, but Meng Potian shook his head, "That's not how you drink."

Pei Shu looked at her in astonishment, Meng Potian turned his head, smiled lightly at Jing Hengbo and said, "Queen, you said earlier that you talked about exchanging arms for wine, I would like you to show Pei Shu a demonstration."

Jing Hengbo stared into her eyes and suddenly realized.

This woman actually played tricks today.

It is true that Meng Potian wants to drink with Pei Shu, and it is true that Jing Hengbo forced her to prove in public that he has no intention of having any intentions of Pei Shu, thus making Pei Shu completely desperate.

Jing Hengbo thought for a while, then sighed, thinking that this was fine.

At this time, the hand-in-cup wine, that is, the Hebei wine, is just a pair of wine between husband and wife in the bridal chamber. The wine glasses were thrown under the bed one front and one back, which meant a good marriage for a hundred years.

What Meng Potian was talking about was the modern cup of wine she mentioned earlier.

She smiled and stood up, picked up her wine glass, and said with a smile: "That wine is not an ordinary way to drink it, why don't I personally come and demonstrate it to the young marshal?"

Pei Shu's eyes lit up, probably looking forward to having a drink with Jing Hengbo in person.

Yeluqi, on the other hand, has never been at the table of Qisha. He has always seen everything clearly, and he is more willing to admit it than Pei Shu. At this moment, he just smiled faintly, his radiant eyes glanced at the pavilions and towers in the darkness from time to time.

Jing Hengbo walked to the table, met Pei Shu's expectant gaze, turned around, and stood in front of Gong Yin.

Gong Yin raised his head to look at her, his gaze was as clear as a spring on top of a snow mountain, shining brightly only on her.

Jing Hengbo poured him a glass of wine, smiled and stretched out his hand to pull him up. Gong Yin seemed to have a smile in his eyes, but he didn't refuse. After getting up, he wanted to clink glasses with her. He passed his wine glass around Gong Yin's neck.

Big friendship cup.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and there was a startled breath, and a moment later, there was an uproar of laughter, which almost made the surrounding flowers and trees rustle.

The queen is bold and unrestrained, and her reputation is well-deserved!

Meng Hu's face is full of flowers with a smile - if you plant flowers intentionally, the flowers will not bloom, but if you don't care, you will plant willows and willows to make shade!

Yeluqi turned sideways slightly, facing the table obliquely, chatting and laughing with Yi Qi in a low voice, as if he didn't see this scene, Yi Qi held his forehead, looked very troubled, and lamented: "It's a moment late..."

Yeluqi just smiled and said nothing - late? He was the one who came earlier, so what? Fate is like a falling rain cloud, no one knows whether it will drift away after a stop, and no one knows whose head will eventually rain down.

Jing Hengbo only looked at Gong Yin, she wanted to see the expression in his eyes at this moment, and wanted to see whether he still avoided this moment of speechless confession.

Gong Yin seemed to be startled.

His long and drooping eyelashes swept over the back of her hand.

There was the smell of wine and her body around her lips. Her slender fingers, with smooth and soft fingertips, slightly rubbed against his chin and neck, feeling a bit itchy that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Because her entire arm was around his neck, she leaned forward and her lips were almost close to his cheek. There was a faint and fragrant fragrance, three points charming and three points mysterious, and the fragrance wrapped in the soft and delicate clouds. A woman, when she is thin, flourishes, when she converges, her undulating curves are poems, and every breath can compose music in her heart.

There are eyes all around, and all her eyes are him.

His heart was slightly turbulent, this turbulence was not related to Fengyue, but just moved.

Touched that she has always been like this to him - a frank confession regardless of everything, a persistent pursuit of letting go of ties.

When she did this for him, how could he back down.

Under Meng Hu's tense and slightly surprised eyes, in the eyes of everyone, he raised his arm, held the wine glass, imitating her, and gently wrapped around her neck.

Like mandarin ducks sleeping with their necks crossed, they hug each other tightly.

They looked at each other and smiled, raising their glasses at the same time.

drink up.

I am chatting with you at this moment, chatting, chatting, chatting, and chatting with this world of mortals all the way, full of affection.

And only you and I know that this cup will finally deliver this life openly.

At this moment, in the huge courtyard, everyone sat still, and the needle drop could be heard quietly.

The moonlight is clear and the glazed lamp is red. Under the light, the silhouettes of him and her are thin and delicate. They are both masculine and feminine. The arms are connected, the bodies are interdependent, and the neck is raised into the most beautiful arc in the world, which seems to be audible The sound of wine pouring down.

Everyone only feels warmth, beauty, tranquility and joy. Could not bear to touch this moment.

In the silence of everything, Jing Hengbo gently put down his wine glass. She was in a hazy and intoxicated mood at the moment, and she really seemed to be drinking with him in the bridal chamber in a trance, but suddenly she felt a strange feeling, and she woke up unconsciously.

She put down the wine glass, lowered her head, and suddenly saw a bowl in front of her.

All the colors under the lamp were distorted, and she was a little dazed again, startled, and subconsciously took another look.

Her face suddenly changed.

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