Xuan Ge held Ran Ziwan's body and walked around the people in front of the shadow wall, smiling brightly.

"Let me go!" Xuan Ge let go, Ran Ziwan immediately moved his clothes, trying his best to cover those pink marks, and Xuan Ge's phoenix eyes sparkled.

As soon as Ran Ziwan stood still, a poetic scene came into view.

The elegant wind like bamboo poured ink eyes like the sea, a person sat in the place where Ran Zi sat down before the pothos lingered, drinking the spring tide in the tea bowl one by one, eyebrows into a river, handsome and cold like ice, and the moment of drooping eyes looked very lonely.

It seems that thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are not as good as the color of the people in front of them, and they are as warm as jade carving, and their qi is like a universe in their hands. That man is a windfall!

Clear ripples are gorgeous, like fog and smoke. It seems that the love is deep and difficult to speak, and it is unclear. It seems to be watching for a thousand years, dignified and stubborn. Determined and stubborn, cold and affectionate, instantly breathtaking. Are these her eyes? At a glance, it seems that the world is cold?

Thinking of this, the wind tilted his head and drank it all!

Ran Ziwan suddenly paused, his feet seemed to have taken root for a thousand days, and it was difficult to move. The young man who has lost his color? Ran Ziwan looked a little stupid, and his handsome face was like this.

"The county lord of Ziwan is so Yaxing, you are greedy to sleep at the gate of someone else's house?" The corners of the wind poured coldly, and a sneer flashed in his ice-like eyes.

The shadow sparrow in the shadows secretly gave up his thumbs, is the prince finally going to make a move! All along, the secret forbearance is finally difficult to suppress! In the matter of the county lord of Ziwan, the prince of Yongwang will not retreat, let alone give in. He still remembers joining the first class of the Shadow Sect ten years ago, staring at the portrait of the woman until he identified as the same sex...... Thinking of this, I can't help but shudder.

"......" Ran Ziwan frowned, she damn felt that the embrace was stable, and she actually slept dimly. At this time, I am afraid that the entire imperial capital, about the rumors about himself, there should be a few more thick strokes!

Ran Ziwan turned his head, and the flowering period lowered his eyes, unable to see the look clearly.

Xue Lingfeng of the Prime Minister's Mansion became more and more remorseful, such a fiancée, is she the one who asked her mother at that time and was bound to give up?

"It's really calm!" Seeing that the wind was leaning over in a plain white water robe, leaning on the position that Ran Ziwan did yesterday, Xuan Ge's cold spread, and there was no longer the slightest warmth on Wang Yuan.

People in front of ...... He lived up to the ice cube.

Ye Nanrong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and glanced at Ran Zixiao, who had the evil corners of his mouth on the wall, casually. Can you stay out of it when you stand on a high place?

"Heh......" The wind leaned up, and the index finger gently slid a trace of water at the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face was as warm as the rainy season, with a faint dampness and cold. Dressed in white, his eyes looked deeply at Ran Ziwan on the side. Dressed in snow. Slanted ...... And those two colors that match well, he can't turn a blind eye.

"It's just a sick girl, and the little prince of Xuan Ge seems to have forgotten the edict given by the emperor on his body!"

"Huh...... The prince of Yongwang has always known how to grasp the opportunity. Albeit...... Hehe...... Despite your efforts, how do you know that others will let you fish for you!" a cold sneer.

"Really, hehe......" The wind leaned slowly with the crowd, his steps were shallow, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, and the brocade jade belt was submerged in the wind.

"Ran Ziwan!" The secret voice of the wind was faintly reproachful and faintly sad.

It was just a faint rebuke, and Ran Ziwan, who was originally unconcerned, suddenly froze, and her eyelashes fluttered and stared at the plain white in the crowd. The jade ribbon of white brocade flowing in the wind was like a summoning, and then summoning a touch of unexpected variables.

Ran Ziwan trotted a few steps towards the brocade ribbon......

"Woman, it's time for us to go in. Xuan Ge stretched out his hand vigorously and pulled Ran Ziwan, who was looking at the brocade ribbon obsessively, and glanced coldly in the direction of the wind tilting away, what is this?

"Hmm......" The faint magnolia fragrance filled his ears and nose, and suddenly recalled Ran Ziwan's somewhat wooden senses, and looked back at him, just in time to bump into the endless three thousand frost and snow in Xuan Ge's inky eyes.

Xuan Ge's hands were slightly tingling with a biting coolness, and the frost and snow between his eyebrows and eyes were even worse. Blink of an eye, he glanced at the expressionless flowering period on the side of his body, and slowly retracted his dark eyes.

This world ...... Really...... Hehe...... turned to take Ran Ziwan's hand and walked in the direction of the wind.

That's the direction of the Flower Feast, and today is the first day of the Flower Feast.

"Do you mean...... Thousands of eyes in the world have mistaken her?" Ran Ziqing lowered her head and muttered as she walked around, obviously she had not left the mansion in the past ten years, but she had seen the prosperity of the imperial capital...... Obviously, she is only twenty-eight beautiful, and she doesn't learn or have no skills!

"At least...... You are mistaken!" Ran Zichen appeared beside Ran Ziqing at some point, and his voice was neither high nor low. He had always hoped that the woman would be his own sister, not ...... The half-father Ran Ziqing in front of him.

"Brother Chen, aren't you also obsessed with her......" Ran Ziqing's sluggish mood was speechless for a while.

And this kind of almost erroneous words have never been seen by Ran Ziqing, who has been wandering in the imperial capital for more than ten years!

"Such a bastard, it actually came from the mouth of the concubine of the imperial envoy Ran, I really dare not compliment!" Ran Zixiao jumped off the stone wall, hooked up with Ran Zichen's arm, whistled, and drew a big circle around Ran Ziqing, indicating that such a woman wanted to walk around!

"Xiao Shizi, it's different from before!" Ran Ziqing said tentatively.

"Miss Ran hasn't changed, she is as good as ever! She really deserves to be a descendant of the You clan!"

"What kind of thing are you!" Ran Youshi was furious, and Ran Zixiao just talked about it. It must be the prince of the Duanjun Palace, who never looked at it with his eyes before, but now he has to face it.

"I am a man, a man, a man who stands up to the sky. It's not a thing!" Thinking of Zimian who was still lying in bed and couldn't get up, Lie Tuo repeated his current self-positioning.

"You ......" Ran Youshi was so ashamed of Lieyu's straightforwardness that he didn't know how to answer, and watched Ran Zixiao's brothers walk to the main hall with a smile on Ran Zichen's shoulders, and his heart was depressed.

Ran Ziqing's eyes were fierce, the best is still to come! Thinking of the plot with Cui's house, Ran You's mood also eased a lot, and patted Ran Ziqing's hand to reassure him.

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Compared with yesterday's singing ceremony, the flower banquet is particularly solemn and solemn, and the seating regulations are particularly distinct. As soon as the group entered the main hall, they were led to their respective positions by the waiters who had been waiting at the door for a long time. At a glance, there is a nine-fold high platform above the flower banquet.