Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Yanwuhen quietly left Changyuan, because he found that situ yuan and Xiyan were not there. At the corner of the rockery, yanwuhen met Xiyan with a little sweat on his forehead.

Wild goose no trace is about to ask Xiyan where to go, have you seen if dream, but Xiyan brow is close a few minutes: "if Miss is not with you?"

Xiyan didn't expect that she would run into Yanwu trace here. Yanwu trace looked at her anxious appearance and thought that Xiyan was also looking for Ruo Meng.

The wild goose has no trace to worry a way: "I am also looking for."

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All the officials and the royal nobles raised their glasses with the people above. Xiyan, who came behind the Marquis of the state of Ning, whispered a few words. The smile of the Marquis of the state of Ning was even stronger.

About the plan at the banquet, the Marquis of the state of Ning called Xiyan to cooperate with situ yuan.

If the dream leaves at the moment of the public, it is also the first step of the banquet plan.

At this time, the chime of Guqin and flute came to the stage, and the lingering melody reached everyone's heart.

A woman came here, and the place she passed was like a lotus growing under her feet.

The thin white veil half covers the beautiful face of the woman, just like the bright eyes of the bright moon, such as the spring water, the clear waves, the red lips looming across the veil, showing the posture of orchid.

High bunches of flowing smoke bun, with yellow crystal bead leaf crown, and a ribbon of the same color on the back of the head. The white water skirt with yellow ground tobacco yarn is embroidered with green leaves and white orchids between the open necks and the wide and long cuffs. Inside the outer yarn is Jinfu Gold Silk Embroidered Brocade bra. A pair of concentric fringes are tied on the gorgeous waist.

She is Liu Shiqing, the daughter of Liu Yu, the prime minister. She has learned to dance since she was a child. She has reached the stage of perfection.

When Zheng Wenchang, the Minister of rites, came to visit Prime Minister Liu's house and proposed to let her dance on the Wanshou Festival, the prime minister's wife didn't agree with it, but what could she do if she didn't agree? It was Prime Minister Liu who was in charge of the house. People wanted more from nature, so this Wanshou Festival came.

Only listening to the sound of the piano and flute, the long sleeve man dance of Liujin, accompanied by a flower basket, throws countless delicate petals into the sky, flying between the heaven and the earth, and falling on the bun and skirt of the long sleeve man dance.

On the high stage, the Marquis of the state of Ning, who had always been silent, looked at the Qing. On the stage, he folded his waist and took a slight step. His wrist was bright in the light gauze, and his wide sleeves opened and closed with the dance steps. He had no interest at all.

Now what makes him more interested is the things outside the performance. Now yanwuchen must be in a hurry, and how does Ruo Meng deal with the people and things he sees?

At this time, the willow thread on the stage tilts the long smoke on the sleeve and spreads out to both sides. The light wisp moves like a butterfly fanning its wings. Suddenly jump up the foot close elbow, seems to be hit by something, Wei fell to the ground.

Countless eyes looked at the woman who fell, and Liu Xiangguo, who had just been complacent, could not help but stand up and sweat for his daughter at the bottom of his heart, but also for himself.

Liu fine silk inclined at a loss to look at those who cast their eyes, there is no lack of irony in those eyes. Previously, the daughter of the prime minister was so amazing that when she appeared on the stage, there were more jokes. This is the birthday feast of the emperor!

There was a violent and dull voice from above, and it seemed that he was still enduring something: "don't take your head to guess the king's preference."

Then, with a slap, xuanchengling clapped her hand on the chair and lifted her sleeves.

They all looked at the prince who left with such anger. They all left their seats and knelt down. They didn't dare to go out.

The still indifferent Marquis of Ningguo on the high stage said softly to Xiyan: "this is a good play."

Wang Ye left Changyuan within the expectation of marquis Ning. Everything changed according to his plan. He told Xiyan: "go, follow yanwuchen, don't disturb my plan."

No one has come to Yilan Pavilion for a long time. If you can't control your dream, how to go out is really a problem.

Before she came, Xiyan was still sitting in the carriage. She told herself how lively and funny it was on such a grand day as the birthday of the Lord. When she first entered, it was so lively that she saw it. But it was so strange that she went to such a place where there was no personal shadow for a long time? I didn't realize it.

Bored leaning on the pile beside the orchid, facing the Yilan pavilion with the closed carved door. Inside the silence let if dream can't help but curious, leave the pile to step inside.

Gently push open the wooden door, the hall is unexpectedly open, there is no symmetrical furnishings in the house, even the most basic tables and chairs. Close the door, if there is no window, the house will be dark.

Further inside, the cabinet is a different scene. Many elegant dresses are hung in the sandalwood cabinet which is open all around. They are made of yarn, brocade and silk. They are extremely beautiful.

Then he turned his eyes to the dressing table, on which there was a bronze mirror, next to which were several exquisite jewelry boxes. It is worth noting that there is no quilt and bed curtain decoration of sandalwood empty bed.

This makes Ruo Meng confused. Is it occupied or uninhabited?

The sudden "creak" of the door surprised Ruo Meng.

Angry voice came: "who is in it, come out to the king!"

The king? The word self claimed, let if dream can't help shivering, forget, today and Ningguo Hou they come to the place is not the palace.

Before he came out, xuanchengling had come in from the hall.

"It's you? Shane There was no emotion other than surprise.

Hearing Wang Ye's tone, if you dream that no one will come, and you will stay here for a long time, you will not get angry at once: "am I very strange? Does the Lord recognize the wrong person

"Today is my birthday." Xuancheng Ling said, if dream nodded, said, "I know."

"I know you remember, but I'm not happy at all." Xuanchengling said, if dream think this man must recognize her wrong.

Take her as what Shan'er's, if dream secretly spit out tongue, shake head, helpless.

Thinking that today is not his birthday, he should be in Changyuan. He turned and looked at xuanchengling: "have you ever seen the Marquis of Ningguo?"

This next change to do Xuancheng Ling back over the body, if the dream can't see his angry eyes: "shouldn't ask don't ask, you at least don't understand the way of survival?"

"It seems that there is a festival between the Lord and the Marquis of the state of Ning, but since there is a festival, how can you invite the Marquis of the state of Ning to your birthday?" Ruo Meng boldly asked.

The other side does not make a sound, if the dream feels strange, this man is really strange.

"Because things are not happy? It's better to say that if you are bored in your heart, you will get sick. " The woman behind him still said.

Still can't see xuanchengling's look and expression, he didn't answer, just his tone with a trace of depression: "can you dance, dance for the king."