Chapter 55: The Night Banquet (2)

The man's facial features are sparse and visible, his eyebrows are beautiful, his jade crown is high, and his snow-white underwear wraps his neck obediently, and he is elegant with three points of heroism. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

After confirming the owner of the yellow robe, he lifted the hem of the robe regardless of elegance, stepped on the carved vermilion fence with black boots, and jumped down in one step.

The man looked around cautiously, at first he hesitated and retreated, and after gradually moving away from the crowd, he chased the familiar silhouette that was sometimes blocked in the distance, and hurried towards the direction of the rockery.

Shui Yingcheng had already taken Qing'er with her at this time, pushed away the crowd little by little, and went to the innermost part, looking at it.

In the center of the crowd is a woman with bright makeup, dressed in orange and red, which is quite eye-catching, and the carefully combed delphinium bun is full of gold and precious ring wearing famous utensils.

The woman put her hands around her chest, her head raised high, revealing her sharp chin, and her face was arrogant, and she scolded: "Little cheap hooves who don't have long eyes, Miss Ben's flower-sprinkled pleated silk flowing flame skirt, but the cloth that Xiqi paid tribute to a few years ago is not a few horses in the entire palace." If it is broken today, it will not be able to pay you even if it is chopped alive. ”

Shui Yingcheng knew that this woman was Du Wanruo, the only daughter of Du Yuanpeng, the general of Xifu, who had grown up in the palm of her hand since she was a child. The family treatment is even better than his own.

Following Du Wanruo's tone, he saw a trembling palace maid kneeling on the ground, and there was a broken porcelain glass scattered around her. Shui Yingcheng suddenly understood the general situation, and his eyes were silent.

Beiming and Xiqi have been fighting for many years, and as the only daughter of the general, she wears the fabric on her body to show off in the market. Even if you want to show off, don't you know that this will invite disaster?

Shui Yingcheng looked at Qing'er beside her who looked nervous, and smiled at her with relief. She has been in the palace for two years, and she already knows what occasions to speak and when not to speak. As for just now, just thinking of that person, I can't help but ......

The palace maid looked young, without such a formation, her shoulders trembled, and she kowtowed vigorously and begged for mercy: "Miss spare your life! Miss spare your life! The slave and maid don't dare, the slave and maid will definitely not dare next time." ”

Du Wanruo's eyebrows immediately curled up when she heard this, and her eyelids also curled a little: "Next time!

The tone was like the heart and liver were about to be angry out of his throat, and he covered his chest and shouted sharply to his henchman: "Cuiqing, give me a palm! ”

"Yes, miss. "The sound is crisp.

The girl didn't show weakness, and she was going to fight when she started.

"Keep people. ”

A joking male voice sounded clearly.

"Miss Du is dressed so exquisitely today, and beating people in the palace at every turn is detrimental to her manners. ”

Du Wanruo heard the voice coming from behind, and he didn't know who it was, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. As soon as I entered the palace today, I was touched by the little palace maid, and I was still nosy.

She turned her head angrily, only to see that it was a handsome man in a gorgeous dress smiling at her meaningfully. This man was born with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, white clothes and red shirts, and a few arrow feathers around his waist, and his clothes seemed to be very different from ordinary official children.

Puzzled, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"

The muscles at the corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he said loudly: "Miss doesn't care who I am, don't say that Miss's clothes are not damaged, even if they are really damaged, you can offer ten carts of such fabrics." The young lady looks like everyone at a glance, why bother with a maid. What's more, today is the queen's banquet guest envoy, and the young lady is unforgiving, but she is suspected of smashing the scene. ”

"You're so big!" Du Wanruo frowned. But seeing that this person has a beautiful face and a noble bearing, and his mouth is so flattering, most of his arrogance has disappeared. In addition, although his tone was casual and calm, he knocked out every word, and considering the urgency of the situation, he had to restrain himself a little.

With some embarrassment in his mouth, he said to the maid: "That's it, for the sake of today's banquet in the palace, Miss Ben will leave you a dog's life, don't get out of here, the pestle is here to obscure people's eyes." ”

"Miss Xie is magnanimous, thank you, Childe. The palace maid raised her head, hurriedly thanked and begged for mercy, glanced at the man with gratefulness, hurriedly picked up the group of clothes, staggered up, picked up the broken porcelain on the ground, and ran away as if she were running away.

Shui Ying Orange looked at the man carefully for a long time, but he didn't recognize which son it was.

At that time, I saw a tall, pale man coming panting with a whisk of dust. When I saw the man just now, I rushed over as if I had seen my own father. shouted loudly: "Oh, my prince, why did you come here by yourself, let Bao'er find it hard." ”

Prince!

The surrounding ladies immediately began to talk about it, and they all began to whisper, looking at Helian Tuo in their eyes, either explicitly or secretly. There are several young ladies who cover their mouths and eat and laugh.

Helian Tuo's face turned blue at this time, and he said impatiently: "Who asked you to come, let's go and take a seat!"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked away, without looking back onto the phonograph.

Du Wanruo was also taken aback, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, and her ten fingernails were bright and dripping.

No wonder that man dared to boast that ten carts of cloth could be caught at hand, and the co-author was Prince Xiqi, wasn't that the guest tonight?

was secretly thinking wildly, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a big red shirt outside the crowd, his eyes emitted a light of great joy and obsession, and regardless of the fact that he was still surrounded by a group of people, he danced with a handkerchief, rushed out of the crowd, and shouted loudly: "Brother Luo, Brother Luo, you wait for me." ”

"Ah, Miss!" the maid cried out as she couldn't keep up with her, and chased after her in embarrassment.

The eldest lady of the Western General's Mansion is interested in Zhongluo, the king of the small county, which is almost a matter known both inside and outside the palace.

Shui Yingcheng looked at this scene and felt slightly stunned.

Du Wanruo is indeed arrogant and rude, and he doesn't know the world. But if you can be like her, you can ignore everything, call his name loudly, and follow his footsteps. Even if she becomes a country shrew, she is willing.

"Qing'er, the emperor and the queen's mother are probably about to enter, let's go to the phonograph first. ”

"Hey, miss. ”

The green silk turned around like a cloud, but when he raised his eyes, he looked at a person in surprise.

In the distance, Ruyu's face was hidden behind the pillars of the corridor, and there were several layers of cloud shadows in his eyes.

Sadness, sorrow, forbearance, sorrow, helplessness...... Thousands of emotions converged in the eyes of the two, and in the end, only a thick longing that could not be avoided remained.

The heart belongs to the king, and the disobedience is hindered, God knows if it is! God has mercy on it! There are lovers who have never had to be lovesick, and they must not stay together.

Shui Ying's orange apricot eyes were empty, the hair on the forehead was swaying in the night breeze, and his eyes slowly moved away from the deep pool-like eyes behind the corridor, and he said softly to the maid: "Let's go, Qing'er." ”