Chapter 172: Winter Snow is Not as Beautiful as Plum
Mei Xianger, a woman with a lot of fame in Beijing, is not only talented and beautiful like a flower, I don't know how many palace nobles, celebrities and rich people, spend a lot of money, just to be able to see each other, and come to this spring full building has been more than two years, mediating among all kinds of people, still maintaining a pure body, I have to say that this woman is also quite scheming and capable, not to mention that one day the minister of the court wants to overlord the bow, but then inexplicably dismissed and exiled, although the business is cold, but it adds a bit of mystery.
Although the old bustard in Chunmanlou had a lot of complaints about this, she also beat the drum in her heart, and she couldn't figure it out, so she had to treat each other coldly every day and express her dissatisfaction.
And Mei Xiang'er herself is happy to see this situation, although she is good at dealing with those who have evil thoughts, but if the other party comes hard, she is helpless, but since the last time the Shangshu Lord suffered, there are many fewer disciples, even if there are those people, they are just fearless, and there are different speculations around her, but she herself clearly knows that the reason for this qiē is because of the woman who has been with her for a few days, Lingxi. "I don't know how Lingxi is now!" Mei Xiang'er sat in front of the mirror that day and dressed up, recalling the woman who always loved to cling to herself, and couldn't help but show a smile on the corner of her mouth. "Bang", only to hear his door being pushed open forcefully, slightly frowned, the entire Chunmanlou dared to do this, and there was only the old bustard.
Mei Xiang'er slowly stood up, gathered her dissatisfaction, bowed slightly, and said softly: "I don't know what happened to my mother?"
"Oh, Xiang'er, you are really blessed!" The old bustard changed his cold grudge in the past, and today's face can be regarded as smiling, waving the pink silk handkerchief in his hand, walking to Mei Xiang'er's side, and naturally holding her hand.
As soon as Mei Xiang'er looked at the old bustard's expression, she also guessed a little reason, naturally someone paid a lot of money to see her, smiled faintly, and said, "Xiang'er doesn't know what her mother means?"
"Silly girl, do you know who is looking for you today?" asked the bustard suddenly, solemnly.
Mei Xiang'er didn't know, but looking at the old bustard's expression, he was not a celebrity or a rich man, he must be a dignitary, so he said: "Mom, you know my rules." "I know, I know, this time! Even if I want to force you, but I don't dare, as for who it is, I don't dare to say now, when you see it, it will be clear, and you will have to dress up carefully in a while!" "Mom, who are you?" Mei Xiang'er was a little dizzy by the bustard, but she also knew that even if she knew, she would not have the ability to refute it, so she would go.
About an hour later, Mei Xianger finished dressing up, today she changed her light makeup in the past, more elegant, and walked out of the house, although she was a person in the spring building, she was used to seeing Mei Xianger's usual appearance, and she was really amazed, under the eyes of everyone and the guidance of the old bustard, Mei Xianger came downstairs to a side hall, only to see a man sitting behind the screen.
Mei Xiang'er stopped and looked at the bustard, who nodded, and then pushed her in.
When the man saw Mei Xiang'er walking in, he couldn't help but stand up, smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Sure enough, the snow in winter is not as beautiful as Mei'er, and the fragrance of flowers is not as fragrant as Mei'er." “