At this time, the clouds can be light and the wind is light, and those who do not make waves are Xuange, the wind is tilting, and there are still those few

"Yongjun Wangfu, four daughters of wind chimes, thirteen years old, good at it"

Walking up was the woman who looked straight and lovely beside Feng Lean. When she heard herself again, the little girl smiled very cutely, without too much embellishment, her eyes were a little wandering to look at the person on the high position of the banquet table, and it was a gift to bend her knees slightly.

The whole process is down-to-earth and generous, low-key and quiet. Compared with Cui Qianqiu's grandstanding, putting himself in the crowd, the calmness of the wind chimes makes people feel more comfortable, coupled with his sky-blue skirt, playful and elegant, this is probably what it looks like.

"Duanjun Wangfu, the eldest daughter Ran Ziqing, sixteen years old, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all six arts"

The old woman's voice just fell.

"Ran Ziqing, the eldest daughter?" Princess Zhang of Xinyang seemed to be reminiscing, but Chaoyang had only one daughter at that time.

Ran Ziqing got up slowly, her posture was deliberately straight, and she walked to the middle of the banquet very dignifiedly, with every step, and everyone's beautiful demeanor was unobstructed.

"This woman?" Hua Yu raised his eyes, and his eyebrows were a little inquiring. Such a woman, she has a sense of déjà vu.

This kind of déjà vu is like the moment when Hua Qiyu just stepped onto the banquet stage, Ying Ying smiled, and leaned over, Ran Ziqing's eyes were deeply shocked. It's like seeing another self, but she was born in the side branch of the Ran family's long house, and that woman is the little master of the Hehe Dongzhou Hua family, and the descendant of the Tantric Huaxue in the world.

There is always another you in the world, living the life you want. I'm afraid this sentence is the most reasonable explanation, people are similar, but lives are different!

Duanjun Wangfu, Changfang's operation over the years has been very effective. Ran Ziqing has been in and out of the imperial capital for so many years, and the young lady of the same age in the Wangfu Houfu is basically familiar with her, and even the subordinates in the Duanjun Wang's Mansion call her the eldest lady.

If, as rumored, Ran Ziwan really has no life to live, then in a few years, it will be a wish for some people. Don't talk about the name of the eldest lady in the Duanjun Palace, even the county lord of Ziwan is about to become the county lord of Ziqing.

In the middle of the night, when he was asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes at this time, with some sleepiness, and saliva was still hanging on the corners of his mouth. Did she hear it wrong, Ran Ziqing?

In the middle of the night when she just wanted to take off, she suddenly found that she was sealing the acupuncture veins in the north, and she couldn't move, she had to go and throw the scheming Ran Ziqing out?

It's rare to wake up in the middle of the night!

"Do you want to rush up and do something?" Ran Ziwan looked at the middle of the night gently, only to see that the pair of cheetah-like stars were full of unwillingness.

"Hmm!" Ye Banxia affirmed without hesitation, she really hated that woman.

"Then you better stay obediently until the acupuncture veins are extremely open!" Ran Ziwan withdrew her eyes and pretended not to pay attention to it, she could imagine the consequences of this girl rushing to the banquet table.

The big flower banquet is still the Zhen's flower banquet that has been passed down for a hundred years. How could such a sin be borne by the night in the middle of the summer when he was fostered in Prince Zhong's mansion since he was a child?

I'm afraid that under the banquet platform, Ye Youji, who has always regarded herself as the eldest daughter of the first-class military marquis's mansion, will not easily let go of the mistake of Ye Banxia?

If the identity of the eldest daughter of the Yipin Military Marquis Mansion of the Yiyou faction at this time is not justified, the only constraint is the existence of the night in the middle of the summer. One is the eldest daughter of the wife of the Marquis of Yipin, and the other is the daughter of the Marquis of Yejun.

The continuation of the string has existed since ancient times, and the status of the heir is naturally no better than that of the wife and son-in-law of the righteousness of the marriage.

The status of Ye Youji is naturally not as good as that of Ye Banxia, but Ye Youji has his mother Zhen Shi behind him, and behind Zhen Ji is his mother's Zhenjun Wangfu, and behind Zhen Jun's Mansion is the emperors and queens of the past dynasties!

Ran Ziwan frowned, she couldn't give the Zhen clan such an excuse to remove Ye Banxia from the genealogy of the Yipin Junhou Mansion. But she will never allow her identity to be used by others.

"If you can make sure to sit still, I'll untie your acupuncture veins!"

"Mmmmmmmm

"Don't come nonsense, or I'll seal you for a month!" Ran Ziwan continued to threaten.

"Uh-huh"

In the middle of the night, Xia kept nodding, and at this time, if she could unlock the acupoints, she would not listen to what Ran Ziwan said at all, and she nodded for a while, and the chick pecked at the rice.

"That's good!" Ran Ziwan waved his sleeves, and his body suddenly softened in the middle of the night.

"Sister of the county lord, how could it be her? Duanjun Wangfu should be you," in the middle of the night, Xia instantly exploded.

"Huh?" Ran Ziwan's expression was, do you want to try again?

"Oh! I don't say it!" "Midnight Summer retracted her objection, she didn't want to be again

In the middle of the night, if you are amnesty, Hua Xiangrong is dumbfounded. This county lord's sister-in-law knows martial arts, and has a deep cultivation, and she has rushed the wonderful method of acupoints that she has not reopened for a day. It was so close to herself, and the wisps of qi gently floated out from Ran Ziwan's side, until she was fixed, she didn't know that she was sent to the door, and Ran Ziwan was the mastermind behind the scenes, sealing the acupoints of her body.

"Princess Rong seems to be very dissatisfied?" Ran Ziwan asked very innocently.

"Hmm" Hua Xiangrong shouted loudly, she was just dissatisfied, she was blocked for a few hours, and she still doesn't know why?

"First of all, I'm not your sister-in-law. Secondly, I prefer to be quiet, you are too noisy!" Ran Ziwan squinted his amber and good-looking eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts at a glance, and turned to explain carefully word by word, as if he was telling a child who had made a mistake about life.

The first reason is also forgotten, she admits that she is indeed a little presumptuous, if it is not for Xiangzun, in order to marry more dowry in the future, wouldn't she want this to be called patting the horse's hooves?

Second, she prefers quietness? What is quiet?

Hua Xiangrong wants to cry without tears, these are the two reasons, and her dignified princess of the East China Sea has been sealed for a few hours!

The owner of this Xiangzun, I'm afraid that my brother will not have a good life in the future!

Can't be provoked, can't be provoked!

Hua Xiangrong had an aggrieved little face, and did not forget to look at the flowering period in the distance sympathetically.

"If you keep doing this, I don't mind giving you a line of qi every day to make you reflect for a month!