The house is full of gold and jade, and the daughter is drunk. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The moment Ning Fu got out of the car with the curtain lifted, the extravagant aroma came from a hundred meters away, and at that moment she seemed to see the slender waist and water sleeves of the woman in the hall dancing in the air.

The dinner party has not officially begun, and the officials are slowly coming up to the villa, which is now heavily guarded at the foot of the villa, and some people come with knives to ask for invitations.

Ning Fu's identity was compelled, no one would see a carriage or a coachman to recognize which official she was, and after receiving the invitation, the guard's eyes narrowed slightly.

The previous respect was immediately reduced by two or three points.

"It turned out to be Gu Dianyi, please inside."

Although he was a little more respectful, he still did not have the slightest ambiguity, and he was solemn and polite.

Ning Fu bowed her head slightly, she couldn't make too detailed expressions under the mask, so she simply made herself look indifferent, and just as she was about to re-enter the carriage, another team of honor guards appeared on the mountain road—someone came with her front and back.

"Your Excellency." A delicate voice suddenly sounded behind him, Ning Fu turned his head, and saw a man with the same delicate face and voice just stepped out of the chariot, dressed in a light white scholar-like robe, looking particularly quiet and delicate, and said in a gentle and polite tone: "I don't know who this adult is, I was invited to paint here today, too many etiquette is not clear, can you please make it convenient for this adult to take me to the table, and I will do a little follow." ”

The man's face is gentle, and there is a bit of sharpness in the handsomeness, but this is even more confident, and the merry gentleman who reads poetry and books all over the world is just such a temperament, just looking at the first glance, I have to say that people can't help but feel good, but Ning Fu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't talk about this discomfort.

Due to the occasion and identity, Ning Fu nodded politely and replied politely: "I am looking down to Xiao Ran." ”

A voice changer was placed in her throat, and her voice sounded like that of a young man, ordinary and unremarkable.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Gu." The man smiled when he heard this, and did not know that her grade was not high because of her word 'under the 'below', so he had a cold attitude, turned his head and said a few words to the little guy next to him, and the little guy immediately stepped forward and handed over the invitation, and then the guards let him go, and the man took two steps forward: "Xiao Sheng Xuanxing, there is a polite here." ”

After a while, several guards next to him obviously knew the identities of the two of them, and all kinds of eyes floated over, some disgust, some disdain, and all kinds of mixed colors, with deep meanings.

It's just two people who are not very good, and it's appropriate to get together in one place.

Ning Fu bowed her hand calmly and politely, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, these hot and cold worlds did not make her feel uncomfortable.

"It's really inconvenient, Your Excellency follows me, I'm afraid it will make Your Excellency unpleasant tonight, not to mention that I'm used to being alone and like to be alone." At the end, she smiled again: "This banquet is very comprehensive, Your Excellency doesn't have to worry about etiquette at all, you come to the banquet to be happy, you don't have to be rigid, and no one will blame." The one who can be invited is the guest of honor of Lord Goshi, and no one will be embarrassed by you. ”

With that, she got into the carriage of her own, and the curtain quickly fell.

As soon as he calmed down, Ning Fu didn't feel any more comfortable.

The whole person is even more like pins and needles than before.

What's going on?

Who is this man?

The carriage moved forward, but at this moment, Ning Fu's whole person suddenly shook.

Body.

Can't move.

She finally knew.

The carriage had continued to move forward, and she could not move, but she clearly felt the awe-inspiring and warning emanating from the person outside the carriage.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped that she barely recovered her whole body to normal.

Forcefully let herself not look unnatural to get out of the car, and her own maid stepped forward to greet her and lead her to sit down.

The banquet was really free, there were already many officials who were half drunk, and the transfer of interests between the cups and lamps was non-stop, Ning Fu sat down in his place, poured himself a cup of tea, raised his glass and drank it, the taste was the same as chewing wax and bowed his head silently, unable to say what mood he was in now.

Once you have calmed down, you will focus on the guards on and outside the feast, waiting for the moment you want.

The officials on both sides disdained each other, and when they saw her holding a wine glass, they naturally thought that she was going to pour herself a drink, and they were even more reluctant to come forward to chat, and gradually the jokes and chatting voices came into Ning Fu's ears noisily, nothing more than what Gu Xiaoran always looked like this, why did Lord Yushi actually invite him to Yunyun today, the owner of these voices is extremely well controlled, which can make people hear clearly, but they can't hear who said it.

Ning Fu herself didn't mind, it wasn't because she wasn't Gu Xiaoran, even if these people were talking about her Ning Fu, she wouldn't mind. At this time, she couldn't help but think that if it was Gu Xiaoran himself who was sitting here, she might not have minded.

After a while, the voice next to the ear suddenly disappeared, and a dark shadow suddenly covered the tea, and in the dripping water waves, a pair of eyes were as bright as stars, like strong sea waves, and the tide was surging under the dark sky.

Eye.

Eyes.

The same.

But that countenance.

Completely different.

Ning Fu slowly raised his head, only to see Xuan Xing standing in front of the many mats, standing with his long body and fluttering sleeves. There was a shallow pool of clear water between the place where he was standing and the side hall, and the wind blew from the pool, and there was a faint scent of ink swaying, sweeping his clothes, bringing a faint fragrance, which made her unable to prevent inhaling into her lungs.

His eyes swept lightly over the seats, drifted past Ning Fu's body, and then walked straight over.

Ning Fu raised his eyebrows, and was thinking about whether he would come to make trouble at this time, but when he saw his footsteps, he actually walked to a seat next to him.

No one cared about him.

Today is a gathering place for the powerful in Beijing, and people with no background and identity are destined to be left out in the cold.

He didn't even look at her, he sat down, bent his knees, and stared faintly in front of him, as if he was looking at something, and as if he hadn't seen anything.

Ning Fu knew that he was staring at him all the time.

He knew that she was Ning Fu, and she also knew that he was Han Chen.

Unfounded, unjustified.

It's all intuitive.

She knows.

He is.

He also knows.

She is.

At this moment, Ning Fu suddenly felt a little ironic.

The two of them have always been antagonistic to each other, and the few reluctant collaborations are also far-fetched, but today they are so tacit.

Neither of them is who they really are.

Both know who the other is.

Both also knew that the other knew who they were.

The two of them still tacitly understand that they do not break each other.

Is this a tacit understanding?

(To be continued.) )