The old lady beside Zhen Yang'er immediately stepped forward and stroked Zhen Yang'er's back, and handed over a delicate pink handkerchief.

"Yang'er...... It's rude!" Zhen Yang'er took a sip of tea, and her jade hand carefully wiped the corners of her mouth. At this time, Zhenyang'er's face was like a peach blossom, and after a light cough and trembling, she looked more like a delicate flower that was loved by others.

Is it rude? Obviously all over the body is polite! Ran Ziwan looked down at the group of red fans under the high platform and sighed, so dignified. I have been sitting upright and my body is a little tired, and I am lying on the side of the table with no bones, the soft green silk is draped obliquely like a waterfall, and the body that looks very weak is hidden in the water sleeves wrapped in layers of snow, which looks light and agile from a distance, like clouds and mist.

Zhen Yang'er straightened her clothes and sat upright, looking as noble and reserved as ever! It's just that there is something in the depths of her eyes that seems to be turning back and forth between Ran Ziwan and Yongwang Shizi, it is a kind of inquiry, a kind of temptation to want to get the answer, and afraid of the cruelty of the truth!

Through the moon-like cold veil that Ran Ziwan was wearing, Zhen Yang'er's phoenix eyes confirmed deeply and again that it was like a peachy color everywhere where Luoying sprinkled with snow......

For that inquiry, Ran Ziwan flashed a hint of cunning.

Previously, Ran Ziwan deliberately leaked a trace of kiss marks, satisfying Zhen Yang'er's deliberate exploration, and then threw a three-point reproach, seven points of shy eyes to the wind that was drinking tea and the mist around him!

Sure enough, she cares about that touch of pear white!

Zhen Yang'er mistakenly thought that the red mark on Ran Ziwan's neck was the wind tilt in a pear white robe, and the wind tilted ......

Looking at Zhen Yang'er's peachy little face flickering and dimming! Ran Ziwan glanced at him obliquely, and was amused in his heart. She just can't see the kind of ambition in Zhen Yang'er's eyes! Why does she think that she is a person who is fooled by others?

The majestic nine-fold high platform on the top of the flower banquet hall stands in the middle, and the people on the high platform overlook the famous family at their feet with a unique attitude. And the famous families under the high platform stand proudly above all living beings.

"This year's flower banquet is no more than in previous years, so many famous families...... Qing'er, do you want to ...... Attentively!" Ran You's voice was a little anxious. In the past, I only thought that without the old Duanwang Ye, the Ran family's side branch chief room would be able to control the Duanwang Mansion, and there would be no obstacles to winning the heir.

Before Ran Zixiao returned to the house from practice, to be precise, before Ran Zi left the house late and before the Jinmen Bridge incident, Duanlao Wang Ye had always been sick and bedridden. At that time, they had been waiting until the old prince gradually grew old until he died. When the sick man in Nannuan Hall died, as for the prince Ran Xiao, who was said to have been on Mu Feng, no one thought that he would come back alive! There was Mu Feng, one of the few legends in the world...... Mysterious and dangerous!

It's just that later, the child who only had one year left to live turned out to be the variable that he had been waiting for for for fifteen years.

The sick man on the Jinmen Bridge actually threw the daughters of the three Shangshu in the imperial capital into the Haihe River. The woman who has been forgotten by the world has returned to the eyes of the world, and she can't help but return to everyone's attention. Then the young son Ran Xiaomu Feng returned, and the illness of the old prince of Duanwang Mansion was also cured, and I heard that he also went to Nanshan to cultivate with that Taoist priest!

And that child, but because of her mother Chaoyang, she has a lot of help! Thinking of this, Ran Youshi looked at the eldest princess of Xinyang on the throne of the Xie clan of Chenjun, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

"Mother doesn't have to worry, Qing'er should do her best. Let alone...... Mother is relieved!" Ran Ziqing followed Ran You's gaze and looked at the graceful and luxurious turquoise of the Chen Jun Xie clan.

The dignity and nobility, wisdom and decisiveness of a princess of a country...... Ran Ziqing clenched her palms, she Ran Ziqing was raised by her grandmother in the boudoir at birth, and since she can remember, she has been at the top of the imperial capital, and she thinks that she is not inferior to anyone in etiquette, and she can be regarded as a beauty in terms of good looks, what does she lack? An identity, an identity that is not just the daughter of the imperial envoy of Ran, not to mention the eldest lady of the side branch of the Duanwang Mansion, but a background who can raise her chin higher and despise everyone.

Just like some people who are obviously sick and weak and have a short life, they always look lazy and casual, their eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, and there is always a touch of elegance in their indifferent eyes, and even a sick body is also soaked with honor in their bones. Ran Ziqing looked at the figure of Xuehua in front of her thoughtfully, and finally evoked a sneer: It's still early, since the chess game has been laid for fifteen years, how can you see the ending at a glance!

"That's good, that's good...... The face of Duanwangfu depends on you......" Ran Youshi looked at Ran Ziqing lovingly, so many years of careful teaching, naturally it will not be in vain, although there are many talents at the flower banquet.

"Hmph......" Zique was so depressed that she couldn't speak, because of Ran Ziwan's admonition before, she didn't dare to talk nonsense all day, and at this time she just snorted lightly to express her dissatisfaction. What is called Duanwangfu's face, it depends on that Ran Ziqing. The dignified prince's mansion, where is the serious prince of Ziwan? Where is it the turn of someone else...... Although in Zique's opinion, the late county lord of his own family is very good, but the young lady has always disliked talents such as female celebrities, and almost no ...... As for the etiquette of the lady, Zique frowned, and suddenly felt that the confidence in his heart was not as strong as just now.

Not far behind Ran Ziwan, the words of the mother and daughter all fell in their ears, and their faint Qinghua eyes glanced at Zique, who was a little free at this time, and shook his head. Even the maids around him feel that they are talentless and virtuous?

is his name, and he is in his body. Seemingly...... This flower banquet is really the right one! It's just that he has always been lazy and casual, and Ran Ziwan frowned......

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Airplanes......

Airplanes...... Airplanes......

The three voices washed away the filth of the world, and the rich volume of reshaping the mercy of the world was scattered in the main hall. I didn't see anything, but I was already shocked! The sound of humming one after another was like a monstrous column of water set off by layers of huge waves after the big waves washed over the sand...... Leave nothing behind!

A long and sharp bell ringing resounded throughout the hall, shaking people's minds for a moment. The momentum is magnificent, showing the dignity and domineering...... The people who had different thoughts were pulled back to their senses in an instant, and the voice was...... The Emperor Bell!

The Donghuang Bell used to be just a legend that has been passed down by the folk for thousands of years, and it was also an ancient thing that the storyteller sighed in his mouth and lost his whereabouts were unknown. As the bloodline of the royal family, the dance steps of the emperors of the past dynasties of the world are secretly searching.

For the people, it is a long-standing reverence. The existence of the imperial bell has made the imperial power more consolidated and the emperor's position more convincing.