"Oops! Can't see it anymore! ~Really! ”

The tanuki sighed in frustration, then threw down the tablet and tilted his head back on the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Buddha thought about it carefully, and felt that the snow Sanqian in the video was not as bad as she imagined, so she couldn't help but let go of the mustard in her heart.

Actually, she didn't hate Xue Sanqian very much in her heart.

"Alright! You have a bit of a conscience! Just forgive you! ”

The civet smiled "hehe" and went to sleep happily.

This dream, full of warmth and sweetness, lasted until the next morning.

……

The next morning, after sleeping soundly, the Buddha naturally opened his eyes. She got up and got out of bed, stretched, and then limped back to scrubbing.

After a night's rest, the Buddha's foot injury has improved slightly, but it still needs to be taken care of.

The Buddha has breakfast and then goes to breathe in the fresh air.

The sun is shining outside the house, the green wind is rippling, a few chirps fly from the distant mountains, and a wisp of lotus fragrance floats from the pond.

"This palace is good! You can see the mountains and rivers without leaving home! It's like our resort! ”

The Buddha stood in front of the railing on the second floor, looking into the distance by the railing, and sighed in his heart.

"Isn't it just a resort! With such a big palace, it has to be lived in by a wealthy local tyrant! You're gone**** lucky! I didn't let you meet a poor Xiucai, and lived in a thatched house! ”

Zhenzhen walked out with a peanut in his mouth.

"You girl, why did you mention ******** early in the morning! Sweep up the fun, you! ”

The Buddha glared at Zhenzhen.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway, I'm not going to be unlucky! Follow you, I only have bad luck! ”

"Bad luck? …… You girl, I'll turn you into briquettes right away! ”

The Buddha has a "good life" for Zhenzhen.

"Girl! The Imperial Princess, please come over! ”

Xuanxuan suddenly walked in.

"Imperial Princess?"

The Buddha and Zhenzhen pinched each other's necks, you look at me, I look at you, the two of them stared at each other, confused.

"What princess? I don't know any princesses! The Buddha let go of Zhenzhen and replied seriously.

She's a newcomer, where do you know any princesses! How could any princess invite her over?

On second thought, though......

"Imperial Princess? Isn't the imperial concubine the prince's wife? Don't!? ”

Buddha and Majin were shocked.

It seems that this imperial concubine is either the wife of the snow region, or the wife of the snow three thousand! Moreover, judging from the current situation, this Xue Sanqian is indifferent and abnormal, not close to women, and should not marry a daughter-in-law! What about this princess...... It should be snowy!

"I can't think of it! Unexpectedly! At such a young age, I will marry a daughter-in-law! Tut-tut! ~”

The Buddha looked at Zhenzhen in surprise and sighed in his heart.

She also thought that the snow would have some love sparks with Zhenzhen!

I'm really completely ignorant.

Xuanxuan: "Girl! Let's get over there! Otherwise, the princess should be in a hurry! ”

Although she didn't know any imperial concubines, if it was the daughter-in-law of this stinky boy in the snowy region, she still had to go and see it because of etiquette.

"Good! Let's get over it! …… Oh! Wait a minute! My tablet! ”

The tanuki put the tablet in his bag, then limped away with his bag on his shoulder.

Soon, the three of them came to a pavilion called "Long Song".

Changge Pavilion hexagonal volley, glazed tiles, six palm wood with red lacquer as pillars, bright white marble as steps, hidden flowers in the pavilion, hidden pavilions in flowers, in a hundred flowers blooming, the two cover each other, repair a clear and elegant painting.

The Buddha glanced at the Changge Pavilion, and in front of a stone table in the pavilion, there were several people sitting or standing.

Two young women sat at the table, and behind them stood several people, sipping tea.

A woman is more than eighteen, a light blue cloud smoke skirt wraps her body, the pleats of the skirt are poured on the ground like the brilliance of the snow, the tail of the skirt is three feet on the ground, covering the ground in three directions, the waist is tightly tied, the body is soft, and the neck also reveals beautiful lines and high protruding collarbones.

Seeing this, the Buddha couldn't help but look at it twice.

Take a closer look, this woman's face is like a red heart, the air is like a crescent moon, the sideburns are left, the green silk hangs down the chest, the face is slightly powdered, multiplying a little color, the cheeks are crimson, the skin is like snow, the expression is like a mystery of the clouds, the head is high with a beautiful flying cloud bun, and there is a butterfly hairpin made of gold and jade in the bun, which looks like a butterfly flying in the air, delicate and lovely but as cold as snow.

And the other woman is twenty Fanghua, smiling and smiling, with beautiful eyes, wearing a bandeau skirt embroidered with a moire pattern on a white background, a pink cloud pattern bead on the waist of the peacock pattern flower skirt, holding a mist pale yellow mopping smoke veil, pedaling a pair of delicate pale pink embroidered shoes with double phoenixes, combing a ginseng bun, and the golden phoenix hairpin with the five phoenixes hanging beads hanging from the sun on the head, the moth eyebrows are lightly swept, the thin powder is applied to the face, the waist is like a fine willow, the shoulders are like bamboo cutting, and the flying spirit is flickering, and there is nowhere to determine, It seems to be deeply hidden an inexplicable sadness, which is touching and pitiful.

"What two beautiful women!"

The Buddha said to Zhenzhen.

"Hmmm! …… It's not as good as you, but it's not bad! ”

In my heart, only the Buddha is the most beautiful!

"Hey! Look at the man! The one standing behind them! Yummy! ”

At this moment, the civet noticed a young man in his twenties behind the two women.

This man is dressed in a tight-fitting black Tianxiang silk suit, with an ink-colored python brocade belt tied around his waist, black silk like ink, his face like a knife, his eyebrows like a sword, his nose like an eagle hook, his eyes are slightly down, his eyes are deep, his body is magnificent, his breath is lofty, his arms are always held in front of his chest, and he is always holding a purple gold sword in his hand.

The man heard footsteps and suddenly glanced up at the Buddhas.

Immediately after, the two women also heard the footsteps of the Buddha, put down the cup in their hands, and looked at it together.

The tanuki smiled "hehe", waved embarrassedly, and walked over.

"It's coming!"

The woman in blue said to the woman in white.

What's coming?

The Buddha was wondering, but Xuanxuan suddenly bowed to the two women and said, "Imperial Princess! Princess! The Fox Girl is here! ”

The Buddha looked at Xuanxuan inexplicably.

Imperial Princess? Princess? …… Could it be these two women?

"It's coming! Why don't you salute when you see us? ”

The woman in pink gave the Buddha a white look, as if she was very dissatisfied with the Buddha.

"Why should I salute?"

The Buddha is not an ancient person, and he doesn't want to be bound by the rules and regulations of these ancient people at all.

Although she knew that in ancient times, there was a difference between kings and ministers, and there was a distinction between high and low, but she just didn't want to salute people.

(To be continued.) )