Wei Liu glanced at Qin Chuan, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, Qin Chuan immediately lowered his head in his heart, although Wei Liu seemed to be easy to get along with on weekdays, but Qin Chuan knew that if he really violated the master's wishes, Wei Liu would never tolerate it, even if he was always by his side. dm

Looking back at Ruan Yanluo, with a faint apology in his eyes, Ruan Yanluo smiled lightly, shook his head again, and signaled that Wei Liu didn't have to mind.

Anyway, it was a fact that General Hongyan attacked Southern Chu back then, and it was also a fact that they fell into this field, and as Shen Hongyan's daughter, it was normal for Qin Chuan to have no good impression of her.

Although she and Wei Liu didn't say a word, the meaning of the expression was clearly expressed, as if there was a villain in each other's hearts who could read each other's voices.

This tacit understanding made Ruan Yanluo's heart glow with a faint sweetness, and her gaze at Wei Liu was even softer and more intimate.

She identified Wei Liu as the mysterious person that night, and recognized the great gift he gave on the day of her ceremony, so she didn't mind showing her softest side.

Nangong Jin sat directly opposite Ruan Yanluo, with a bonfire in the middle, and through the firelight, the softness on Ruan Yanluo's face was magnified countless times, and it was forced in front of his eyes.

His fingers hanging at his side were clenched into fists, and the woman used to smile at him from time to time, but they were all flattering, and careful, lest he be displeased. That kind of smile made him annoyed when he saw it.

Such a warm and beautiful smile, even he saw it for the first time, but it was given to other men by that woman without hesitation.

The eyes were angry and dark, and the hand hanging down at his side was unconsciously clenched into a fist, Nangong Jin was very unhappy in her heart, just like the wife who took Hongxing out of the wall to catch rape on the spot, and she couldn't wait to separate the two people immediately.

A crisp gong sounded suddenly, the noise in the field was empty in an instant, everyone looked towards the place where the gong sounded, Nangong Min was dressed in a golden red palace dress, standing solemnly in the field, and before he could speak, a sweet and lovely voice on the side asked: "Sister Min, what story are we telling today?" ”

It was the little princess of Tianyao who spoke, Nangong Rou.

Nangong Rou has just turned fourteen years old this year, one year younger than Ruan Yanluo, and she is innocent and very much loved by the emperor and several brothers and sisters.

It is also because the emperor loves Nangong Rou and wants to stay by his side more, so he has never discussed his relatives, without the emperor's instructions, none of these people in the flower god banquet dare to hit her head with the idea, and because she grew up in the deep palace since she was a child, she has never been anywhere, she came here almost just for tonight's story meeting.

The so-called eldest sister is like a mother, Nangong Min also loves this little sister very much, she asked with a smile: "What story does Rou'er want to hear?" ”

Nangong Rou wrinkled her little nose, she couldn't think of it after thinking about it for a long time, she really had too little experience in this world, and she couldn't think of any good themes at all.

Everyone could see that the topic of today's story was to be decided by the little princess, so they all waited quietly, and in this silence, Ruan Yanluo suddenly said: "I'm tired of hearing other stories for a long time, why don't you tell ghost stories today?" ”

Her voice was not loud, but it was so clear in the silence that everyone could hear her. Wei Liu glanced at Ruan Yanluo in surprise, just now Ruan Yanluo had been chatting with him casually about the folk customs of Nanchu, he didn't expect Ruan Yanluo to speak suddenly, let alone that he would be so shocking as soon as he opened his mouth.

The son is silent, and the strange force is confused. The matter of ghosts and gods is taboo no matter which country or dynasty, but Ruan Yanluo put it forward so aggressively, one is not good, it is to kill the head and rob the family.

"Nonsense!"

"Okay......"

Two voices came out at the same time, one was Nangong Min, and the other was Nangong Rou.

Nangong Min was stunned, and looked at Nangong Rou helplessly, Nangong Rou pulled the corner of Nangong Min's clothes, and said pitifully: "Sister Min, I want to listen." ”

For the little princess who grew up in the deep palace and heard and saw that everything she heard and saw was filtered several layers in advance, Ruan Yanluo's tiyì had an irresistible attraction. Nangong Rou looked at Nangong Min with wide eyes, her eyes full of pleading.

Nangong Min was a little overwhelmed and glared at Ruan Yanluo fiercely.

Ruan Yanluo smiled, ignored Nangong Min's gaze, and said with a slight laziness: "There are no outsiders here, we are just talking and playing by ourselves, and since we have held such a big banquet, we must have fun." ”

These words are reasonable, at least half of the people who participated in the Flower God Banquet were the daughters of the boudoir who were strictly controlled, Ruan Yanluo's mention of yì could be said to have reached their hearts, but Nangong Min was very dignified, she didn't speak, and no one else dared to speak, just looked at her with a strong gaze.

There is Nangong Rou and pitiful inside, and there are all the ladies looking forward to Yin Yin outside, but as the eldest princess, everyone is an example, but this head is really not easy to open, Nangong Min stood with her lips pursed and didn't say a word.

The scene fell into an awkward silence for a while, and no one knew how to break it.

"You want to hear ghost stories?" There was a soft inquiry in my ear.

Ruan Yanluo turned his head, and Wei Liu was looking at her intently, his clear eyes were like streams, and there were faint water waves.

His identity is embarrassing, over the years, he has been keeping his head in obscurity, trying not to let anyone notice him, but if this is Ruan Yanluo's wish, he doesn't mind occasionally appearing under everyone's gaze.

Ruan Yanluo was about to speak, when a deep and pleasant voice broke the silence of everyone: "This king has also encountered one or two such things in the frontier, so it is better for this king to start first." ”

There was a slight coolness in this voice, the kind of coolness that soaked through the flesh and blood to the bottom of the heart, but when they heard this voice, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

King Ling took the lead in telling ghost stories, which fulfilled his wishes for the people attending the banquet, and for Nangong Min, he was also relieved of the responsibility of poor supervision.

After all, King Ling is special, in this Tianyao Dynasty, there is nothing that King Ling can't do, since he wants to tell ghost stories, who can stop him? Even if the emperor knew, he would frown at most, and he wouldn't say a word more.