The colorful embroidered birds between the silk screens are hazy and hazy, and they do not block people's sight. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info looked around, and someone saw the mystery. There were few people coming today, and the princess's birthday banquet was only four tables.

It was not only the nonsensical Wen Wu who had argued with Murong Wei in the Four Seasons Scene at the poetry paper meeting that day, but also the Qian Gui who was accidentally involved in it had no footprints.

As the daughter of the dignified and first-class household Shangshu, she didn't even have the opportunity to attend the birthday banquet of the princess of the dynasty, and some of the noble girls sitting there were already quietly beating drums in their hearts.

Those who can't tell the situation only think that Qian Gui's life is not good. It was just that he couldn't get along with that Wen Wu, so he was directly abandoned by the eldest princess outside the door, and even the father of the first-class member was slapped in the face.

The daughter of Lord Shen of Dali Temple groaned slightly, but felt that it was not an accident. remembered that his father had warned him to be careful when making friends in the future, and he also hinted that he should not get too close to Qian Gui.

At that time, I didn't know what my father meant, and I thought that holding the poem would bring up the old things again. Miss Shen was also a little disgusted that her father listened to and believed partially, and said: "If you don't do Sister Qian's business, it's all Wen Wen's own trouble." ”

Although Lord Shen did not explicitly order his daughter not to associate with Qian Gui, in the name of his wife, he rejected Qian Gui's post of asking Miss Shen to go out to Qing twice.

Being a father's harsh words and interfering with his daughter's friendship is the first time in Miss Shen's memory.

Miss Shen and Master Wei of the Criminal Department looked at each other, and they both understood the expressions in each other's eyes. The ladies and gentlemen have seven tricks in their hearts, and they can't understand it at this time, but they are afraid that Lord Qian's holy family is not as good as before is the main reason. Qian Gui received it because of his father, and since then he has a tendency to fade out of the circle of nobles in the imperial city.

On the stage, Boss Du sang heartily, his water sleeves danced like flowing water, and flowers flew out of his sleeves when his posture was light. Some are scattered on the small stage, and some fly to the lake, and a sea of flowers on and off the stage are intertwined with the pink vines of love and the green Buddha beads in the water, leading everyone to express their heartfelt admiration.

The last sentence of the song ended perfectly with Boss Qiao's appearance, and Boss Du had a big handful of condensed roses in his arms, and gave a salute respectfully: "The Changxi class congratulates the princess on her thousand years and longevity." ”

Obviously they were sitting, but they didn't understand where the flower came from, and the nobles sighed in surprise one by one. Hongdou took the stage to pick up Boss Du's flowers, took the six-edged beaded bottle and inserted it, and placed it in the water pavilion with a burst of fragrant wind.

Mama Luo had already ordered someone to prepare a tray full of copper coins outside the venue. Hearing Murong Wei's words, the copper coins were mixed with small ingots and silver pins of red gold, and they were like flowing water, splashing all over the small stage, and the golden light was shining.

Boss Du thanked him, and the vermilion curtain was pulled to prepare for the opening of the second play.

Taking advantage of the fact that the nobles were fascinated by the play, and beside the water pavilion with flowing water, Xia Lanxin took Murong Wei's hand and got up by changing her clothes: "Drink two more glasses, Ah Wei and I will come back when the wind blows outside."

Xia Lanxin held Murong Wei in her arms, picked up the slopes under the shade of the trees, and didn't want the palace maid to follow her with an umbrella to shade the sun.

In front of the quiet and deep cool platform, Xia Lanxin stood still, revealing a narrow smile: "Courtiers are the life of hard work after all, and they always have to run around for people." Today, entrusted by people, the things of people. His Royal Highness King Ning sent Lieqin and was placed by me next to the cool platform. ”

There seemed to be a song of sheng gently raised in her heart, and Murong Wei didn't care about Xia Lanxin's jokes. Half-convinced, he turned his head to look at her, and his watery eyes were already dyed with warmth.

Behind the ancient banyan tree in Qingliangtai, a petite maid turned out, wearing the clothes of a maid in the Xia Mansion, and greeted Murong Wei with a smile: "Slave Lieqin, I have seen Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Is it really Lieqin?" On the edge of Yuping Mountain, Gu Chenxiao once introduced Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin to him. The slender woman was in stark contrast to the heroic posture of the Hai Dongqing, and Murong Wei naturally recognized her.

The information about the Millennium Sect, as well as the small portrait he painted for himself, Gu Chenxiao had already sent it to Xia Lanxin in front of him. In addition to waiting for the reunion in August, the two are too far apart, and there is no other way but to be lovesick.

Although Murong Wei has expectations, she also knows that in the end, there will be more hope than disappointment. Gu Chenxiao held the entire Kangnan military power in her hands, and she couldn't expect His Royal Highness King Ning, who was famous as the god of war Shura, to appear in the Xixia Imperial City from time to time.

Lieqin suddenly appeared at the birthday banquet, and the time was such a coincidence, Murong Wei's faint expectation in her heart was even more, and she even contained sweet joy.

He had never told Gu Chenxiao about his birthday, but he had already paid attention. Otherwise, Lieqin would not have rushed into the palace at this time.

Over there, Xia Lanxin's expression was undiminished, the breeze stroked her hair and scattered slightly in the wind, and the burgundy curly skirted deep clothes were particularly moving. She blinked frequently: "Since I met Ah Wei, I have been an errand runner." ”

From Xia Yuzhi to Gu Chenxiao, and then to the Luo brothers and sisters who often enter the palace now, how much information is mediated by Xia Lanxin. Xia Lanxin compared her hands and made a gesture to pull the red line, and she was already smiling and bending over.

Lieqin's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, her charming eyes smiled slightly, and she bowed shallowly: "His Royal Highness the county lord is serious, and my master will naturally pay him."

Make a gesture of invitation to Murong Wei, the two of them walked a few steps away from Xia Lanxin, the sound of the violin was extremely soft, but it was as pleasant as a silver bell, and it sounded in Murong Wei's ears: "Disturbing Her Royal Highness the Princess, the slave deserves death." In fact, he was entrusted by the Lord to pass a few words with the princess. ”

I just received the small statue a few days ago, and now what is the word? The shallow rouge stained her cheeks red, and Murong Wei was a little apprehensive and more expectant.

Lieqin took another step forward and said softly: "The Lord asked Her Royal Highness the Princess to visit the Pillow Xia Pavilion at night, and that mountain villa will not welcome outsiders today. The slaves and maids have all been wrapped, and there is not a single miscellaneous person from the inside out. ”

It's not impossible to go out of the palace at night. Thinking of Gu Chenxiao's quiet and bright smile, as well as the promise in his letter, Murong Wei's heart jumped. Timidity is on the same side as anticipation, and I don't know how to accept it.

Originally, I left a few good sisters to enjoy the moon and tea at night. Now if you want to leave the palace, you can't do without the Xia brothers and sisters, and you don't know how to open your mouth to the queen mother.

Worried about the dilemma, Xia Lanxin already said: "Ah Wei has to keep a few of us to taste tea at night, and the moon is melting on the pillow Xia Pavilion, and everyone is having fun there." ”

The past life that was missed, and the present life that cannot be missed. After all, the rules and etiquette were left behind, and the shyness was also overwhelmed by the joy of the upcoming reunion, Murong Wei bowed slightly at Lieqin and nodded in agreement.

Returning to the table arm in arm with Xia Lanxin, the cook Qiu Xiang was leading people to deliver the last snack to each table.