Many of the people present at the banquet are extremely high cultivation masters, and they are a little dumbfounded by Ran Ziwan's ease and use of this set of tantric techniques, naturally many people don't believe that the woman in front of them will be a beautiful face who is only twenty-eight.

Zhen Yang'er looked at Ran Ziwan with a stunned face, and even retreated to the side, and Ran Ziqing, who was glazed over, was suddenly a little surprised.

The sick seedlings of the late pavilion have lived in the south warm hall of crystal glaze for so many years. Tyrannical by nature, without talent and virtue, and his life is short, the rumors of Fanghua are not old misleads the world and himself. Looking at Zhen Yang'er and Ran Ziwan in front of her, Ran Ziqing smiled at the corner of her mouth, smiling coldly and proudly

"Traditionally, when I can do it, I have always used my feet! Sister Yang'er's country is beautiful and fragrant, so she must not want to accidentally fall off this banquet table, right?" Ran Ziwan leaned close to Zhen Yang'er, and her voice was warm and she remembered.

"Do you dare? In front of everyone's eyes, you dare to throw me down? If Zhen Yang'er is thrown off the banquet table by the county lord of Ziwan, I dare to say that the Duan County Palace's mansion will disappear in this world!" Zhen Yang'er is right, it is really not easy to move here.

"After my sister falls, I don't know if there will be any more Duanjun Wangfu in this world, and there will be no more emperor actresses in this world, which is what my sister should care about. Besides, how could I be stupid enough to just throw my sister out? I'm talking about falling! You and I fall down together, the banquet platform is so high, it's a pity that my sister's flower and moon look are gone."

"Aren't you afraid of falling and hurting yourself?

"Later, I will let my sister land on the ground first, huh? Sister should be a cushion, okay? The emperor and actress have fallen, and I am afraid that this flower banquet will not be in the mood for Zhenfu to continue. It's nothing to me, I'm just a sick man, and I can't say if I will survive next year, but my sister's lintel is extremely high, how can it decline?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Later, I think the smile of the emperor's sister is very good-looking"

Zhen Yang'er looked at the audience with good-looking eyebrows, and everyone looked at the stage with envy. Ran Ziwan flew up to the top of the banquet platform, and attracted everyone's attention with this set of lost footwork, and everyone would think that she was joking at this time.

On such an occasion, how can she carry this reputation?

"Sister Ziwan, why do you say this. I'm just talking about things, and I don't mean anything bad to you!"

"Sister Emperor Actress doesn't like to laugh, then I still don't want to be strong, although this year's flower banquet is beautiful, but my sister is afraid that she will not have a chance to see you again!"

"Even if I say so, will you be able to change your life?"

"Be your emperor star, my life hehe, God knows!"

Everyone saw Ran Ziwan smiling very brightly, and suddenly took Zhen Yang'er's hand and hovered in the air, what was shown in everyone's eyes was that two women who had lost the color of the world were standing on the high place of the banquet platform and laughing.

"I promise you!" After a spin, Zhen Yang was a little dizzy

"Well, look at me, my sister is just messing with the world? Obviously, I'm fine, but I'm not going to die. It's just that the folk rumors are ignorant, is it true that the future queen will also use false rumors?" Ran Ziwan looked at Zhen Yang'er playfully, and was familiar with it, so it seemed that everyone would think that it was Zhen Yang'er's trick.

She did it on purpose, deliberately to tell the world. Even if you don't live to twenty-eight, it's not a rumor!

"I said you were skinny, and such rumors can't trap you. Zhen Yang'er changed her words and scolded with a smile. "I always think that your body is thin and let you live in peace, but in the end it is still like this"

"My sister mistakenly believed the rumors and ruined my reputation, and she didn't introspect herself, hehe" Ran Ziwan smiled like a silver bell, but her voice was extremely penetrating.

"Sister, this is just a joke! I won't dare next time" In the end, Zhen Yang'er lowered her posture, and was impressed by Ran Ziwan in her heart. It seems that what the concubine is worried about is not unreasonable! If she could, she would never be so conceited, and it seemed that the flower banquet was about to reconstruct.

Boudoir woman, the most important reputation. If you maliciously ruin someone's reputation, that person will be regarded by the world as a moral defect.

Everyone knew that it was just a joke.

Such a late county lord is peerless, and he really has the style of Chaoyang!

The reason why no one would believe that Ran Ziwan really didn't live to be sixteen years old was because of a set of long-lost meteoric steps.

And no one will believe that Zhen Yang'er is not only the name of the emperor actress, but also the blessing of God. What's more, because Zhen Yang'er is behind the concubine's mother's family, her identity is the concubine of Zhenfu, the future queen mother. Who can say that the lord of the middle palace will be a person with a loss of virtue?

The monarch is on top, and the concubine is kind. This is the reason why Zhen's daughter responds to every call.

Ran Ziwan and Zhen Yang'er walked down from the banquet table not far away, beautifully dressed, and the beauty was peerless. The beauty of the world is stunning, and such a flower banquet lives up to its reputation.

Ye Nanrong retracted his eyes and looked at the middle of the banquet table, and drank the clouds in the teacup casually, but the tea was already cold, and the young man couldn't help but frown, thoughtful

"The singing ceremony, so ended, can the county lord of Ziwan still be satisfied?" Zhen Yang'er's autumn pupils cut the water, and her lips opened lightly.

Seeing that Ran Ziwan didn't seem to hear it, she didn't stop paying attention to what she meant, Zhen Yang'er lifted her skirt and trotted forward to catch up, and called softly.

"Lord Ziwan?" The rumors really make people believe and listen to it, but fortunately, it's not too late! Zhen Yang'er smiled warmly, and looked at Ran Ziwan deeply.

"Hehe, the late county lord, hehe, such a title sounds much more pleasing to the ear!" Ran Ziwan said insincerely, flicking his sleeves, as if he was flicking dust. Without looking back, he dropped a word, and walked straight in front of him, kicking and tapping, looking still lazy and casual.

"On the flower banquet tomorrow, my sister should be careful!"

"Zhen's Flower Banquet is not a sword or a sword!"

", the princess of Ziwan said with a smile, the flower banquet is all her daughter's house, how can you dance with a knife and a stick, is it possible that my sister thinks that the daughters in this world are as eye-catching as you!"

"Side-eyed, this is the case with the county lord, so as not to turn into wood!" his eyes struck Zhen Yang'er, as if she was the wood she said in her mouth.

Ran Ziwan is still striding meteors, kicking and stepping, his posture is casual and free, walking in front of people, like a leisurely breeze, not pretentious at all, infiltrating and refreshing.