There was a fire overnight, and the Qingxin Pavilion had already burned down, and the eunuch in charge temporarily arranged a place for Ruan Yanluo to live next to him, even though it was also a small courtyard with a single family, but where to find it temporarily, he carefully cleaned it up before, and the eunuch in charge was careful all the way, lest Ruan Yanluo be unhappy.

He can sit in this position, naturally he has his ability, through Guò two days Ruan Yanluo's appearance, he is sensitive to the fact that this crazy county lord is no longer what it used to be, her demeanor, bearing, and demeanor are revealing a dignity that people dare not contempt for, Nangong Jin and Proton Weiliu have very different attitudes towards her, and then think of the fact that King Ling specially took the Queen Mother to take her hand to serve her before, and the eunuch in charge was even more careful, and he was careful to serve.

No matter how small the matter, no matter how insignificant the person, as long as he has a relationship with King Ling, he must give 100% energy to deal with it.

Ruan Yanluo felt that the eunuch in charge was careful and flattering her, but she didn't say anything, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, if you want others to look up to it, you must first be strong enough. The steward eunuch scolded her, and she accepted it with peace of mind, because she didn't believe that if she was still the crazy county lord, the steward eunuch would serve her so thoughtfully.

The small courtyard is actually very clean, now it is four watches, at most two more hours of rest, and when the emperor gives a banquet at noon, you can go home in the evening, just live temporarily, this small courtyard is enough.

Sent away the eunuch in charge, lay down on the bed for a while, and after a while, it was dawn, and Lan Yue Lanxing came in to help her dress up. The banquet that will wait for a while is a main banquet, and because the emperor is there in person, he can't afford to slack off for half a minute.

Ruan Yanluo watched Lan Yue take out a set of five-flowered county lord formal clothes, frowned, and said with disgust: "Throw it aside." ”

I picked it out in the suitcase and picked out a set of white short skirts with silver silk embroidery.

"County Lord, will this be too plain? The emperor will attend the banquet in person. Lan Yue frowned slightly and said, she knew that Ruan Yanluo wore plain colors to mourn for Lan Xiang, but now that Sister Lan Xiang's revenge has been avenged, she has to face the emperor again, and she can't offend the emperor for this.

"Seeing that the emperor wants to be solemn, solemn does not necessarily have to be gorgeous." Ruan Yanluo said casually, instructed Lan Xing to take out the white hub, white yarn, and white silk shirt in the suitcase, and put the short skirt with a slight silver light on the outside after changing, and matched it with a silver wide belt and plain white knot cherry blossoms, plus a transparent pale silver half-arm shawl, and cleaned up, Ruan Yanluo turned around and asked, "How?" ”

Lan Yue Lanxing saw Ruan Yanluo standing in the middle of the room, obviously dressed in the color of the extreme, but he was solemn, no matter what kind of scene he couldn't pick out half a point.

They admired Ruan Yanluo, and their master had a kind of magical power, and he could always turn the most ordinary things into the most incredible beings.

"What about jewelry? What do the countymen wear? Knowing that his vision could never be compared with Ruan Yanluo, Lan Yue simply didn't speak nonsense, and asked Ruan Yanluo directly.

Ruan Yanluo's gaze turned slightly, and landed on a hairpin that was white but without any decoration.

"Just the hosta, don't want anything else, the things sent by the Queen Mother, one is enough."

With the Queen Mother's big Buddha suppressing, no one can say anything.

Lan Yue carefully inserted the Ming hosta into Ruan Yanluo, Ruan Yanluo looked at himself in the mirror and gently pulled the corners of his lips.

And what about the emperor? Lan Xiang has not been buried for a day, and she will not take off this white dress for a day.

At the same time, the Heavenly Jade Pavilion.

On the soft collapse of the window, a man holds a book in his hand and slowly flips through it. Wearing an ivory-colored robe, the already delicate skin is like pearls and jade, the jet-black hair is tied in a warm jade crown, and the rest hangs down on the shoulders at will, which is so smooth that people want to go up and touch it.

Long eyebrows into the sideburns, phoenix eyes slightly drooping, the bridge of the nose straight lines, the breeze gently blows, the pages in his hand make a rattling sound, delicate and perfect as in a painting.

However, the people standing in the hall were not in the mood to enjoy this picture, and the steward eunuch was bent over, his face full of bitterness. If he had known that King Ling would attend this flower god banquet, he would not have taken this errand if he died.

"Lord Wang, according to the rules, all the people who enter Taoyuan are going to participate in today's banquet, and the old slave case has also been prepared for King Ling, you see ......"

"I'll leave when I'm ready." Nangong Ling flipped through a page of the book, and his tone was indifferent.

He participated in the Flower God Banquet just for the little fish, what does that kind of boring banquet have anything to do with him? He was bored at the thought of the emperor's calculating face, and wished he would never see him.

The face of the steward and eunuch was about to wrinkle, what kind of person is Nangong Ling, as long as it is related to him, the big thing on the tip of the needle can be immediately spread to the whole dynasty, not to mention such a big thing as making an exception to participate in the Flower God Banquet. The emperor heard about this early in the morning, and specially asked him to invite Nangong Ling to the banquet, if he couldn't be invited, even if he didn't deceive the king, he couldn't escape the charge of incompetence.

The embarrassment of the eunuch Nangong Ling is not that he can't see it, but he can't see it if he sees it, his temperament is extremely cold, and what does it have to do with other people's embarrassment.

Nangong Ling's aura is like a cold winter, and it is difficult for people who are frozen from afar to advance an inch, and the steward eunuch works hard and hard, forcing himself to speak.

"Lord Wang......" cheekily persuaded again, Nangong Ling suddenly raised his eyes and looked out of the window with a fixed gaze.

The pavilion he lived in was chosen by himself, which was not excellent, but the location was very special, and if he wanted to enter and exit the Taoyuan, he had to pass through here.

Not far from the window, Ruan Yanluo took Lan Yue Lanxing, a group of three, and came slowly.

Now it is the depth of spring, the flowers are blooming for the first time, competing for the bright colors, Jiyanluo is dressed in white, walking in this colorful, just like a quiet clear stream in the noisy bay, people can't take their eyes off.

"A little thing that can get into trouble." Nangong Ling was stunned at first, then couldn't help frowning, and whispered.

It's just that although the mouth is reprimanded, the pampering in the eyes is gentle, and even the spring light is fast.

"Okay, let's keep the case for this king."

"By no means, my lord, you can go...... Yes? ”

The steward eunuch was racking his brains to persuade Nangong Ling to go to the banquet, but he didn't react for a while when he heard his words, and when he reacted, he was overjoyed, and said in a loud voice: "Don't worry, the old slave will definitely arrange the prince's case comfortably." The prince came slowly, and the old slave retired first. ”

He didn't even dare to ask if what Nangong Ling said was true or false, for fear that if he asked Nangong Ling, he would regret it.

Nangong Ling stared at the figure of the eunuch flying away, and then looked at Ruan Yanluo, who had already walked outside the window, only a pale white Ruan Yanluo, the corners of his lips showed an expression that seemed to be smiling, one finger knocked on the soft handrail, and said to himself: "This king even has to go to such a boring banquet, Xiao Yu'er, how do you return this king?" ”

Reaching out and taking out the booklet from his bosom, he dipped the pen in ink, and in any case, bookkeeping came first.