Because Rong Weixiang's words mentioned Du Jia, Du Jia couldn't pretend to ignore it, although she always liked to dance with knives and swords, but she still understood the meaning of Rong Weixiang's words. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rong Weixiang seemed to be praising her on the surface, but from her expression and tone, it was not difficult to see that she was a little disdainful and self-esteem, Du Jia didn't like to cause trouble, but if someone dared to bully her head, then she wouldn't let anyone rub it round, she dared to think of a few words back, but she was robbed by Qin Moyuan, who was silent on the side.

"Miss Rong Si is right, Jiajia is indeed a rare woman in the world, no matter how open-minded and knowledgeable, it is not beyond the reach of ordinary boudoir daughters. The real Puyu is all unpolished, Jiajia's true temperament is lacking in those women who only know how to apply grease and powder every day, of course, there are really few people who really know how to see pearls, but I didn't expect that Miss Rong Si is slightly the same as the heroes in the next generation. Qin Moyuan's words with a gun and a stick like this, said that Rong Weixiang's face was blue and purple. She didn't take this stubble, she didn't take it, she took it, it shows that she also agrees that she is a vulgar fan, not as good as Du Jia, don't take it!

Du Jia was originally very disgusted with Rong Weixiang's attitude and behavior, but now seeing that she can't get off the stage, she suddenly feels a little unbearable.

"Wherever General Qin says, I just won't beat around the bush when I speak, and where you say it is as good as you say!" If she is really so good, then why doesn't King Sheng even want to look at her. She is a very rational person, these words are just Qin Moyuan's boasting in order to help her get angry, she is self-aware, so naturally she will not really take it to heart.

"In my heart, you are better than all women. Qin Moyuan looked at Du Jia with straight eyes, he had always wanted to confess his heart to Du Jia, but looking at Du Jia's frank expression, many words were swallowed stiffly, and today he took this opportunity to say it naturally.

Qin Moyuan's undisguised serious expression suddenly touched a certain nerve of Du Jia. Although her nerves are a little bigger, but Qin Moyuan has said everything to this point, if she doesn't understand, then she is stupid. She has always been concerned about Rong Yisheng, feeling that he is an unrivaled man in the world, upright and resolute, arrogant and uninhibited, handsome and chic, and there is no other man in his eyes. A few days ago, I heard that he was married to the lord of Lin'an County, and she was sad at home for a long time, but she also admitted that Lin'an was indeed an excellent and impeccable woman, so slowly she persuaded herself to let go, and a lover would eventually become a family, which was very good.

On weekdays, she and Qin Moyuan are relatively close, and they have a lot of common topics, such as the battlefield, such as the art of war, and ideals. But she never thought that Qin Moyuan would like her, today from his determined eyes, she seemed to see a completely different Qin Moyuan, she didn't feel such an excellent man before, suddenly a surge of blood and qi surged, and her little face turned red.

Rong Weixiang watched them flirt like this in front of her, and Fang's heart was broken. She bit her lip tightly and told herself that this was the second and last time, she would no longer use her hot face to stick to other people's cold butts, and she would not let those people trample on her dignity at will. What does it matter to love or not? One day, she will trample under the feet of these people who have hurt her.

Rong Yirui saw this situation, one was his cousin, the other was his cousin, and the other was his friend, what should he do? There was no way, so he took Rong Weixiang away from this embarrassing occasion, leaving time and space to Qin Moyuan and the others, who were like no one else.

Rong Weixiang followed King Rui, and finally had a name to maneuver between the sons of various families. And these sons of the family are not like Qin Moyuan who spoke ill of her, all she heard were some beautiful words, so that the dignity that she had just injured was slowly repaired, a Qin Moyuan was just ignorant, there were still most people who knew beauty and ugliness, and their self-confidence exploded again in an instant.

But when Rong Weixiang looked at these children of the family with the eyes of a blind date, she felt not very satisfied.

The men who revolve around her one by one are either of mediocre qualifications or mediocre in appearance. And those who are outstanding-looking, either they are ruined by the gold and jade, or the grade is too low. Rong Weixiang picks and chooses, and she is always unsatisfied.

Suddenly, she saw Murong Tian, Prime Minister Zuo's sister-in-law. He was by his side with his second sister Murong Xing, and he was lowering his head and saying something gently.

A black hair tied with a blue ribbon, a piece of ice blue satin, a white silk around the waist, a piece of mutton fat white jade tied on the long tassel, covered with soft smoke and light yarn, eyebrows long into the sideburns, slender and gentle eyes, a straight nose bridge, fair skin. It is like a piece of flawless jade fused into a jade figure, even if it stands there quietly, it is also rich and beautiful, with unique charm, giving people a sense of nobility and Qinghua.

Rong Weixiang's eyes lit up, her marriage, even if she wants to make a decision, she has to find a similar general, this Murong Tian is very suitable, he is the concubine of Zuo Xiang, his family is the top prominent family in the court, needless to say, his status is noble.

And Murong Tian's own talent and appearance are also top-notch, and his reputation in Bianjing is also very good, she didn't notice such an excellent man before.

This time she can't be reckless, how can she create a perfect start, without showing a trace.

Rong Weixiang still used the old stalk that would not be broken for 10,000 years, she took out the handkerchief in her sleeve and held it in her hand, slowly beat Murong Tian and passed by, saw the opportunity, quickly took off the handkerchief, and the handkerchief swayed and floated to Murong Tian's feet, and it was estimated that there were eight times if the quasi-head had not been practiced ten times.

Rong Weixiang pretended not to know and continued to walk forward, but secretly gradually slowed down.

"Miss, your handkerchief has dropped. ”

Sure enough, Murong Tian picked up the handkerchief on the ground and called out to Rong Weixiang.

Rong Weixiang stopped and paused for a while, then she put out what she thought was the most perfect smile and looked back gently, "Is Childe calling me?"

Needless to say, Rong Weixiang's beauty was not to mention, Murong Tian was also in a trance, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

"Miss, look, is this your handkerchief?" Murong Tian unfolded the handkerchief in his hand, and on the plain white silk yarn, a red plum was elegantly embroidered, not only the embroidery was exquisite, but even the composition was unexpectedly chic.

There is also a sentence embroidered on the bottom of the handkerchief, "In the ice and snow forest, this body is mixed with different peaches and plums." ”

"It's mine, thank you Murong Gongzi. Rong Weixiang smiled and took the handkerchief in Murong Tian's hand.

Suddenly, I only smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, which seemed to emanate from the handkerchief, and seemed to emanate from the fingers of the calm fragrance, even Murong Tian couldn't help but sigh, what an unconventional and blue-hearted woman!

This seems to be a simple scene, Rong Weixiang has spent a lot of thoughts, this handkerchief alone doesn't know how long the incense has been smoked, and the just right smile has also been rehearsed thousands of times in front of the mirror. (To be continued.) )