At the edge of the Xingqing pool, the crowd was surging, Su Yan held the maid's hand and slowly got on the painting boat. Looking into the distance, the blue waves are rippling, and all kinds of river boats and stars are dotted among them.

Su Rong pointed to a river boat very close to the painting boat and said with a smile: "Tenth sister, that's from our house, and when we raced last year, our house won the third." With the fourth and fifth brothers here this year, it is also possible to compete for the top spot. ”

Su Yan blinked, thinking about his brother's bamboo-like figure, and then looking at the sturdy man passing by the river boat, he couldn't bear to tell her seventh sister, with her two elder brothers, maybe the third would not be saved. Although it is a bit unkind to think of his brother in this way, it is true.

"Seventh sister, that's ......" Su Yan pointed to an extraordinarily richly decorated river boat in front of the left, on which were rowed girls in men's clothes, each with their own style. There was a gold lacquer on the boat, and a young man in his twenties was lying on it, who was very handsome, but his style really made Su Yan dislike.

The young man, dressed in a purple-red narrow-sleeved crewneck shirt, was half-leaning and half-lying in the arms of a young woman, and beside him knelt a beupping woman in a light veil, whose fingers were like shallots, and took a golden cup to feed the man wine.

Su Rong rarely showed a bored expression, and pulled Su Yan: "Tenth sister, let's go in." ”

The man on the collapse had already seen the two sisters, turned over and sat up, raised a bright smile, and greeted him very courteously: "Hello Seventh Lady." Yo, who is this little lady? A pair of slender eyes almost stuck to Su Yan's body, causing her to change color and squint coldly.

The man's eyes were obsessed, "Beauty is angry, don't have wind...... Posture, hey, hey. ”

Su Yan was angry, she only hated why she didn't bring a bow and arrows when she came out today, even if she wasn't very proficient in archery, at such a close distance, even if she couldn't shoot, it would be good to scare him. Now I can only hate: "Get out!" "And instructed the maids around him," Han Fang called the guards to drive the people away. "Today she wrote it down, and when she knows who this disciple is, she will clean him up!

Su Rong pulled Su Yan, a faint smile had changed on his face, and he even bowed slightly, "Hello Prince Ping, this is my fourth uncle's daughter." ”

As soon as Su Yan heard this title, he understood that the person in front of him was the only son of King Ping, the younger brother of the emperor's mother's compatriots, no wonder he was so arrogant. Hmph, even if King Ping is here, he can't be so frivolous and rude. Su Yan had a cold face, threw up his sleeves and went back to the painting boat.

"Your fourth uncle?" Prince Ping seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly wrinkled, "Su Zhoucheng? Mrs. Lu's son-in-law? ”

"Hmm."

"Hey, the seventh lady has to intercede with your sister, I have offended a lot, I have offended a lot, so she must not blame her." After the prince of Ping hurriedly finished speaking, he yelled at the rowing woman, "Row quickly, row quickly." ”

In Su Rong's surprised gaze, the palatial river boat hurriedly left with the momentum of burning farts and stocks. "Tenth sister, come out, the son is gone."

Su Yan was angry, and when she heard Su Rong calling her, she said coquettishly: "Seventh sister, play by yourself." "She doesn't want to go out now.

Su Rong also entered the cabin when she heard this, seeing that Su Yanhong's little mouth was so high, and her phoenix eyes were full of annoyance, so she laughed out loud, which made her look coquettish, "Tenth sister, everyone knows that Prince Ping is a bastard, and it's not worth getting angry with him." ”

"If he's like this, won't anyone take care of it?"

"King Ping married countless wives and concubines, and gave birth to more than 20 daughters, but he only had such a son, who looked like an eyeball. On weekdays, he doesn't care about anything, he only takes his son's affairs seriously, so the saint can be vague and vague. Fortunately, although the prince of Ping Wang is mixed, he can also distinguish the importance of the matter, like us, he does not dare to provoke. ”

In other words, other little ladies who don't have any backing can be at will? Su Yan's charming phoenix eyes widened, and they were full of disapproval.

Su Rong patted her and sighed helplessly: "That's the saint's own nephew, what can we do about our daughter?" It would be a great thing if he didn't provoke us. ”

Su Yan pursed her red lips, only to feel as if a big stone had been pressed in her heart. She hasn't felt like this for a long time. Last time, when there was a great drought in the south of the Yangtze River, when I pretended to be a boy and followed my father out to inspect, I saw that the people were selling their daughters for their children, and countless thin girls wept silently, but they had to follow the people to an unknown fate.

When she was still young, she cried and asked her father, "Why did you sell your daughter?" Isn't the daughter her own? I still remember my father touching her head and sighing deeply, but he couldn't give her an answer.

Outside the window, on Xingqing Pond, there are many exquisite painting boats, and there are many female dancers on them, how many of them were sold by their parents? How many of the daughter's family on the river boat just now were forced into the house by the prince of Pingwang?

"Seventh sister, I want to go home." Su Yan said to Su Rong listlessly.

Su Rong sighed: "It's okay, I'll ask someone to send you back." When Su Yan walked to the door, she suddenly spoke: "Tenth sister, if you want not to be bullied, you have to walk higher than the world, right?" ”

Su Yan paused slightly, did not reply, did not look back, and left directly.

It was also Su Yan's bad luck, and on the way back to the house, he actually met the prince of King Ping again. He didn't ride in a car, but rode a tall horse, with two teams of men and girls accompanying the horse, and two beautiful women in fancy clothes following him in the car.

The man actually found a new target, stopped in front of the little lady, and asked with a smile: "Little beauty, where are you?" ”

"The son of the world is good." A girl dressed in a white ink painting skirt, with a graceful demeanor, even if she was a little scared, she still bravely stood in front of another girl, with a trembling voice, which made people feel indescribable pity.

"Yo, there's a more beautiful one, which one are you? I asked my dad to go to your house to propose. "The prince of Ping Wang probably prefers the delicate type of girl, who smiles so much that he can't see his teeth, and even turns over and dismounts, leans over to the girl, and reaches out to touch the little face of others.

The girl was so panicked that she hated back, and there were tears in her eyes, but she still tried hard to support herself, "The prince is the royal prince, so I'm afraid that such an act will make the saint's face dull, right?" ”

Su Yan's anger just now has not subsided, goodbye to this girl who is teasing on the street, I just feel that the pressure of fire can't be suppressed, I shook the whip in my hand, and the horse was over. (It's good that I came out on horseback today, otherwise I wouldn't have a weapon to smoke this bastard.) ）

"Shi Niang!"

"Shi Niang!"

The maids and guards who escorted Su Yan back to the house were in a hurry, and they didn't dare to reach out to pull Su Yan, for fear of some accidents, so they could only watch her turn left and right, flexibly protruding and surrounding, facing the hand stretched out by the prince of Ping, and whipped down, dyed with anger, like a blooming red peony, delicate and unparalleled, making people dizzy.

The prince of Pingwang, who was smoked, was about to get angry, and when he looked up and saw Su Yan, he was so stunned that he didn't even feel pain.

"Ascend to the disciple! Don't get out of here! Su Yan rode on the horse, staring at the prince of Ping condescendingly, his small chin was raised, his expression was arrogant, and his phoenix eyes were full of anger.

The beauty is angry, and the style is thousands! On the street restaurant, the slightly raised phoenix eyes are full of obsession.