It was ten years ago, in the year when he first came to the imperial capital during the flowering period, the wind tilted and his temper were like-minded, and he had visited the study of the flowering period, quiet and elegant, and there was a painting in the slightly cool and thin interior furnishings that he had ever seen! Chen Moxiang's lines were soft and infinite, and the white clothes depicted were even more natural, and he remembered the dazzling feeling brought by the snow-white.

It turned out that the wind tilted the good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and some incomprehensible ink slowly swept the eyes, and he turned his eyes to look at the flowering period slightly, and his eyebrows were slightly solemn.

"Hehe" The edict of the Empress Dowager of the East Palace, that should be a masterpiece of the wind. Xuan Ge looked at the wind with a slight smile, and even the solemn face about the flowering period was printed between the wind's eyebrows and eyes.

"Xiangzun is soft?" Ran Ziwan looked at the flowering period and met the ink eyes like a galaxy, this is the ultimate in the world he wants to give her?

The eyebrows and eyes of the flowering period rarely showed a trace of softness, and Ran Ziwan actually felt that what she saw was still the young man on the Jinmen Haihe River, holding the saddle in his hand, covered in water, cold and indifferent, and there was a trace that she couldn't see clearly

"I also prepared it for you in the evening? You wait for someone to bring the cool land Qiongyu prepared by His Royal Highness, as well as the thousand-year-old Lingzhi! Bring it, bring it all!"

He disagrees, resolutely disagrees!

"The auspicious time has come, the princess has invited all the princes, and the daughter will move to the main hall of the backyard!" The air was somewhat dignified, but the appearance of an elderly grandmother broke the temporary stagnation of the air.

It was an old woman who looked to be over 100 years old, and her body looked tall and strong. The face looks well-lined, and at a glance it has a bit of a fertile race. It's just that the choice of plain clothes, as well as the humble eyebrows, makes the woman's face in front of him look a little softer. It's just that the more I want to hide it, the more I want to hide it, and in the end, it will be looked at by someone who cares, in fact, it is precisely because the material of this deliberately worn plain color shirt is too blinking, and it is not what you should wear on your body, so Ran Ziwan took a heavy look.

"The Zhenjun Palace's Mansion is really not an ordinary luxury, and it seems that the middle hall is just a corner?" Ran Zixiao's eyes also paused slightly when it fell on the old woman's dress, and then coughed dryly twice, deliberately turned everyone's attention, and took the lead in getting up and following the grandmother who led the way in front.

Xiao Shizi said with a smile, since the founding of this dynasty, the construction of a palace has been regulated. Although the Zhenjun Royal Mansion was blessed by the emperor, the scale did not exceed the royal regulations. Madame's low-eyed posture makes people look very comfortable, it is not from the humility of the bones, but a kind of obedience, peaceful obedience!

"Mama seems to be from the south, like" Ran Zixiao had an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, and she deliberately changed her words, not just to spy on something, but just out of some kind of self-determination.

Because for Ran Zixiao, there has never been such trouble. As long as he wants to, someone will do it.

"Xiao Shizi, please, this is the middle hall in the backyard of the palace. Please rest for a moment," the old woman's tone was calm, and she did not see the slightest displeasure, but when she heard the word Nandi, her eyes lifted slightly, and she looked at the inner courtyard very calmly, which was the residence of the princess.

"Thank you, Mama" Ran Zixiao turned around and flipped and fell, sitting in an inconspicuous place casually, like some kind of habit.

It's just that there are many ladies in the courtyard, and Ran Zixiao, who was swept by the romance in front of her, was shocked by the peach blossoms.

"County Lord, this is your seat!" The old woman didn't seem to see the eaves of the dignified prince in front of her, but instead bowed down and gently led Ran Ziwan to walk up the seat of the Duanjun Palace, with a wave of her sleeves and a faint medicinal fragrance

"Thank you!" Ran Ziwan remained silent, in the medicinal fragrance, Ran Ziwan seemed to smell a smell that was not common in the world!

"The county lord doesn't have to be polite!"

The seating arrangement of the Zhenjun Royal Mansion seems to be very exquisite, at least for the famous families in Kyoto, there is a position that matches their status.

"Sister of the county lord?" Because it was very uncomfortable to wear women's clothes, she tugged on Ran Ziwan's sleeve, looking extremely aggrieved, and a little ashamed to speak. "I'm afraid!"

Looking at the eyes of the middle of the night, it was the seat of the Yipin Military Marquis's Mansion, and the seat in this non-rich or expensive imperial capital city only relied on the side of the ladies of the Zhenjun Palace.

I have long heard that the lady who later continued the string of the Marquis of Yipin Jun is from the Zhen Mansion

"Sister of the county lord, I'm afraid I want to sit with you!" "In the middle of the night, Xia Yan hid behind Ran Ziwan, the little girl's appearance is really pitiful!

"It's okay, you'll sit with me!" Ran Ziwan glanced at the eyes that were staring at the middle of the summer, not to mention that there was no seat in the middle of the summer at the door of the Yipin Monarch's Mansion. Even if you sit over in the middle of the night at this time, I am afraid that it will be embarrassing after some ridicule

"Thank you, sister of the county lord!" "In the middle of the night, Xia smiled happily, her little face was no longer rainy, and she was a little less violent, and she was no longer dressed in black.

"You!" Ran Ziwan glared at the corner of his mouth in the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a touch of stupid Xuan Ge, and the place where he sat was naturally Prince Zhong's mansion. Ran Ziwan stroked the hand of the night in the middle of the summer, the two of them joined together, lowered their heads and whispered, ignoring the scrutiny projected from a certain direction, and said to themselves, the atmosphere was very intimate.

In the seating arrangement of the flower banquet of the Zhenjun Palace, the most noble is naturally the east. It's just that today is not the official day of the flower banquet, but the famous Yuxiu who came to participate in the flower banquet is familiar with the rules of the flower banquet, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is just a routine note between the reasons. So now, in the middle of summer, it may be okay to sit down casually

The three-day flower feast is not included today. Today is called Xuanhua Day, in fact, it is to sing the name of the girl, one to prevent others from entering by mistake, and in fact, it is to sing the famous ladies of all parties, from which family and what family, family history, etc.

The flower banquet flower is famous, not to mention the people?

As early as in the classic book of the Tianzhou Dynasty, Ran Ziwan had noticed that about the regulation of the flower banquet, Ran Ziwan had a lot of scheming in his heart.

Yingfu was as elegant as ever, plus a gentleman who had nothing to do with himself, swaggering and following the princes towards the east seat, Yu Guang glanced at the woman who was familiar with him, Xuantian Yu turned his head a little annoyed, for some reason he felt a little like a fish in his throat for a whole day, and his sullen alertness was a little restless.