Biyun was wearing a brocade and beard with a young willow green background and oily green lotus on his body, an oil-green silk hat with snow-white fox fur trim on his head, and a belt around his waist inlaid with green jade, pine-green bloomers, and oil-green leather boots. He wore a pale green wool cape. Slender and tall, with flat shoulders and a thin waist, eyebrows like frost, and eyes like flowing ice, she is an ice beauty.

Wei Wan remembered someone and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Biyun was so embarrassed by her laughter that she couldn't help but look down at herself, there was nothing wrong with her. Just ask, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Wei Wan couldn't help but smile and said, "When I see you, it reminds me of a person, if he wears women's clothes, he must be a plus-sized you." Today, he will teach Bing Hip! ”

Biyun knew that Wei Wan was talking about Jin Ze. I heard that the queen mother specially asked the saint to ask Jin Ze to teach ice dance.

Biyun Zhengse said: "Jin Ze was originally a fatherless and motherless palace slave, that year's Laba Festival, he danced on the ice, which amazed Emperor Hui, and was favored by Emperor Hui, and handed over to the master of the shadow guard to teach martial arts, so that he has today." After all these years, no one crossed him on the ice dance. ”

It means that Jin Ze should not be underestimated.

Jin Ze's martial arts are so strong that even Dongfang Yi is ashamed of himself, but how dare he look down on him, but imagining that he looks like his sister-in-law when he wears women's clothes, he still can't help but want to laugh.

Biyun glared at Wei Wan, and turned to Pan Zi: "Have you taken all the things?" Let's go, I'll take you to the car, your wife is going to laugh silly. ”

Wei Wan easily stopped laughing, and got on the aconitum flat cover car with Qingyun embroidered on the green silk, Pan Zi and Cha Xiang got into the other car, and the two cars left the Guogong Mansion and went to the palace.

When I got off at the palace gate, I saw a car that slipped into a row and stopped a row along the palace wall, but Wan saw the car embroidered with silver claws and flying bird patterns on the carriage, and knew that the people of Qingping Wangfu and Jihou Mansion had arrived.

Ice frolic is to be practiced on the pool of liquid.

There are several large water pavilions on the edge of the pool. One of the two-storey high, 16 cornices up and down, vermilion lacquer doors and windows, and window lattices carved with stars and moons, called "Huanyue Meteor", have already been arranged, and carbon basins have been raised inside, and tables and chairs have been set up for people who come to practice ice and dance to rest.

Weiwan and Biyun followed the verandah into the house, and before their eyes could adjust to the light in the room, a person jumped in front of her and said happily: "Sister Wan, look at me!" ”

In a trance, she saw that it was the county lord of Zhaohua standing in front of her.

The county lord of Zhaohua was wearing a men's beard suit made of beautiful blue silk wool, a cyan pointed hat on his head, black leather boots under his feet, a wide belt around his waist, and a rough scimitar hanging from her, with her thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a beautiful young man.

Wei Wan smiled: "Why do you seem to have made an appointment?" They all wear Hu clothes. That is, you dare to dress like this with this style, but it is more and more crane mantis-shaped, free and beautiful. ”

Biyun raised his chin proudly and said, "Magnificent, right?" ”

I heard someone behind me sneering, and then a coquettish voice said: "That's right, the county lord dares to dress like this, and how to dress up is also golden branches and jade leaves." If someone else wears it, I'm afraid it won't be mistaken for a lowly businessman? ”

As soon as these words came out, Biyun turned his head away, and Yan Ruohanmei's face was cold and detached.

Wei Wan sighed secretly, thinking that everyone's daughters pay attention to dignified and steady, and their joy and anger are not good, but Biyun can't do anything at all, and love and hatred are written on their faces. Anyway, the people who came are also old acquaintances. Not to mention that this is a coquettish voice that seems to be made by twisting his throat, just this style of speaking, you don't need to look at it, but Wei Wan also knows that it is Huang Yueyao, the wife of the prince of Jihou Mansion, who is here.

Sure enough, Huang Yueyao was wearing a goose-yellow brocade beard suit, a round hat with bright yellow inlaid white wind hair inlaid with citrine, slender eyebrows, and a small cherry mouth.

Huang Yueyao gave a salute to Weihuan and the others in all directions. "The county lord is lucky, the countess is Da'an, and the Biyun lady is good."

The county lord of Zhaohua smiled and asked her to be flat, and Biyun bowed silently, which was regarded as a return salute.

Wei Wan hurriedly returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "Yao Niang hasn't seen her for a long time, this has always been good." ”

Yue Yao smiled: "I was sick a while ago, so I will be cured." It's a pity that she couldn't attend her wedding. I heard that it was very grand and lively, right? ”

How do you answer this? said that it was too high-profile and public, and said no, I was afraid that people with a heart would feel that she was dissatisfied, so she changed the topic and said: "Shen Shizi is here?" ”

Yue Yao covered her lips with her fingernails with the jade white fingers of the big red Kodan, smiled and threw a glance to the side, and said, "That's not him?" ”

Wei Wan followed her gaze and saw Shen Lang, who was wearing a silver-gray beard and a dark gray snow wolf fur hat, talking to a young man in a low voice. His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see anything.

I don't know if he knows about Princess Wanhua's wedding in the North Underworld?

Shen Lang also saw Wei Wan and the others, so he walked with the son to greet Wei Wan and the others.

The young man did not salute the women, but just looked at them with a smile.

Wei Wan had already seen that he was wearing a black background embroidered with gold thread and a hundred flowers, and his black hair was tied to the top of his head with a red gold crown of two dragons playing with pearls, he was tall, handsome, and his expression was graceful and noble, so he thought that this person was probably the son of the king and grandson, so he took the initiative to salute and said with a smile: "Good son." However, when she first came, she didn't know the son's respect, and she didn't have time to give the son a gift, so she hoped that the son would forgive her sins. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Biyun and the county lord of Zhaohua also saluted.

The young man did not return the courtesy, only bowed slightly, and said gently: "Zhao Huaxian's niece is good." Hello Mrs. Zhongyongbo. Biyun lady is good. ”

Yue Yao was next to her and said with a smile: "This is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and my family doesn't recognize my own family." Biyun lady, don't you want to introduce your wishful husband to Sister Huan? ”

Others are nothing, and Shen Lang's face is a little unsightly.

Wei Wan sighed secretly. With the presence of Lord Zhaohua and Biyun, it was not the turn of Yue Yao, who was an outsider, to say this. But Yueyao looked at Shen Lang with a look that she didn't know what was wrong, and grievances gradually appeared on her face.

Hearing Yueyao say this, Wei Wan also knew who this son was.

I had heard that Biyun was engaged to the youngest brother of the Emperor Taishang, that is, the youngest uncle of today. This little imperial uncle is a posthumous son and the younger brother of the emperor. When the Emperor Taishang ascended the throne, he happened to be born, three years younger than the current saint, and the Emperor Taishang favored him the most. Today's saint is also better with this imperial uncle. Uncle Xiao Huang was named King Jing, but he didn't like others to call him the prince, he ranked ninth, so people called him Wei Jiuye.

Biyun wants to marry such a person, but he is also a good match.

Wei Wan smiled: "It turned out to be the Ninth Prince, this is a slack." ”