Zhuo Yijia saw that Hua Taijun didn't believe that she was not injured, too, if she fell down such a high staircase, even if she was so protective of herself, she would be injured. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhat's more, the fourth miss of the Zhuo family, who is delicate in the eyes of others?

"Grandmother rest assured, it's just that the foot is out of place. Zhuo Yijia thought about it and said about his injury, Hua Taijun leaned back when he heard this, stared at Zhuo Yijia's ankle, Zhuo Yijia reached out and straightened Hua Taijun's body, smiled, and then continued, "Grandmother, don't worry, I'm already in the right position." ”

"Are you in the right position?" Hua Taijun let Zhuo Yi straighten his body, unconcealing the surprise in his eyes. She didn't know the pain of bone misalignment, if she twisted back into place, or twisted herself, a little girl who was not even in time, how much pain it would be.

"Hmm. In response, Zhuo Yijia turned his head to look at the dancing girl in the center of the Zhaoyang Palace.

Hua Taijun groaned slightly, then sighed slightly, and also turned his head to look at the center of the main hall.

The Zhuo family's wine case is one of the top positions on the right hand side of Emperor Ming Xian, second only to the wine case of Rongle Jungong, the son of King Huairong. On the opposite side, Sun Xiang's wine case is slightly lower than the Zhuo family's wine case by half a foot, and Mrs. Sun's position is slightly lower than that of Zhuo Taijun, at this time Zhuo Yijia is sitting on the futon of Mrs. Zhuo, looking at it, not to mention Sun Yuruo sitting next to Mrs. Sun, even Mrs. Sun's position is lower than Zhuo Yijia's.

But who would say anything? The entire Jinping City knew that the Zhuo family was a strict wife, and even the emperor didn't say anything, so how could anyone else dare?

Zhuo Yijia looked at the dancing girl in front of her, always feeling that someone was staring at her, and she turned around several times, but she didn't find it. simply picked up the cup and sipped the tea with his eyes.

"Grandmother, can I have some wine too?" Zhuo Yijia turned sideways and looked at the wine in Hua Taijun's wine glass.

When Hua Taijun heard this, he glanced at Zhuo Yijia and said impatiently, "You have more moths a day." As he spoke, he picked up the flask on the table and handed it over.

"Wait. A voice from the side interrupted Hua Taijun's movements.

Hua Taijun put down the wine jug, and Zhuo Yijia turned his head to look at it together. Zhao Fengyao next to him looked at the singing and dancing in the center of the hall coldly, his face expressionless.

When Zhuo Yijia was about to think that he had heard something wrong, Hua Taijun, who rarely paid attention to people, opened his mouth, "This is the county prince?"

Zhao Fengyao turned his head slowly, but he didn't look at Zhuo Yijia, but just looked at Hua Taijun, his voice was as cold as ever, "Old Taijun is bold, but the liquor is strong, which is not conducive to drinking for injured people." ”

Hua Taijun was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react to the words of the cold prince in front of him, and slowly looked back at Zhuo Yijia, and then looked at Zhao Fengyao, who was as beautiful as a crown of jade.

It's a good look, but what does that mean?

Zhao Fengyao glanced at Zhuo Yijia coldly, and then glanced at the young man behind him. The young man bowed and picked up the wine on the table and handed it over.

Mama Cao on the side took it at Hua Taijun's signal, and Hua Taijun looked at Zhao Fengyao puzzled. She has always just thought that this world is just cold, but why does this seem a little weird?

Zhuo Yijia was also puzzled and looked at Zhao Fengyao next to him, the Zhuo family's wine case relied on Zhao Fengyao's wine case, and Zhuo Yijia sat on the top again, naturally the closest one to Zhao Fengyao among the crowd. What is he doing here?

Zhao Fengyao was a little panicked by the strange gazes of his ancestors and grandchildren, and simply turned his head to look at Hua Taijun, "This is a wine made from linden flowers, which is helpful for body healing, so you might as well drink some." Although the voice was still indifferent, Hua Taijun knew the temperament of this world. He hadn't seen him take the initiative to deal with anyone, so he didn't care.

Zhao Fengyao said, Yu Guang glanced at Zhuo Yijia who was staring at him for a while, the ears covered by Qingsi were a little red, and he simply turned his face away after speaking.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao quietly on the side, but his mind was different. Did he hear what she had just asked Hua Taijun for wine?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yijia's eyes sank, why did he look at himself in secret?

"The old man thanked the county prince first. Hua Taijun's words interrupted Zhuo Yijia's thoughts, Hua Taijun turned his head to look at Mama Cao's full wine, and pointed, "Take it and drink it." ”

"Hmm. Zhuo Yijia replied softly, brought the cup in front of him, but only put it on the wine table, and then squinted his eyes to enjoy the sound of silk and bamboo in the field.

Hua Taijun looked at Rong Le Jungong in the hall without joy and anger on the front side of the side strangely, and turned his head.

After a song, Zhuo Yijia opened his eyes slowly, and happened to meet the gloomy eyes of Sun Yuruo, Zhuo Yijia secretly sneered coldly, turned his head away, and just met Zhao Guyi's eyes with a wine glass for a long time.

"It's all looking at you. There was a faint voice beside him.

Zhuo Yijia frowned, turned his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao who was looking coldly at the hall, was he talking to her?

glanced at Zhao Fengyao, who was expressionless, and turned back without saying a word.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"What?" Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao strangely, what the hell is he talking about, is this person's brain more problematic than Zhao Guyi?

Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at the head in the hall, and for the first time, he looked at Zhuo Yijia.

The deep star-like eyes shone in the mottled lights, and Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao's eyes, and was a little stunned for a while. Without Sun Linyi's curiosity, without the doubts of the Zhuo family, without Zhao Guyi's scrutiny, the eyes that looked at Zhuo Yijia were clear and bright, only Zhuo Yijia.

It's as if they're just old people who have been together for a long time.

Zhuo Yijia quickly gathered his mind and lowered his eyes and turned back.

"The beauty you drew on the lamp, is that you?" Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia who turned his head, and said in a suppressed voice, trying to make his voice sound less cold.

Zhuo Yijia didn't pay attention to the trace of softness in Zhao Fengyao's voice, but she was a little surprised when she heard the words. Turning his head to look at Zhao Fengyao, he saw the young man sitting behind Zhao Fengyao again, and suddenly.

"Not me. Zhuo Yijia asked Zhao Fengyao again, this time she saw that she was more serious.

Zhuo Yijia's thoughts turned, so she hung under the eaves of the house, and the Pujia lantern that she chatted with herself every day to comfort was painted by him?

relived two lives, but Zhuo Yijia was unmarried after all, and she didn't know about boudoir affairs, and there was a difference between men and women. It is inappropriate to hang a man's lamp outside the boudoir in this way. It's better to pick it off later.

"Not you?" Zhao Fengyao frowned, "How do I feel a little like that." ”

Zhuo Yijia was stunned in her heart, like? She described Zhao Jingshu, and there was no resemblance to Zhuo Yijia's slightly thin body, "The county prince is probably wrong." With that, Zhuo Yijia turned his head and stopped talking.

Zhao Fengyao glanced at Zhuo Yijia, and also looked back at the hall and stopped talking. The fair-skinned and slender fingers touched the roots of the ears, and the heat from the abdomen of the fingers warmed Zhao Fengyao's heart.