Chapter 214: Southwest, Old Customs
I lowered my long eyelashes like black wings of the ink butterfly, stroked the rich peony on my sleeve, and said in a painful tone: "It has long been spread among the courtiers, you and I are in the deep boudoir, where did you know?" The first time I heard my brother mention it, I didn't believe it, a few days ago, Liuyun added some aphrodisiacs to His Highness's tea, and wanted to serve His Highness's Ye Feng-Liu......"
I pinched the back of my hand hard, and when I landed, the clear waves in my eyes flowed: "Liuyun's little appearance even makes me a little moved, but it's ......"
Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of red streamer, "Can it be?" Xia Cailian grabbed my arm, eagerly looking forward to the rain like dry grass.
I shook my head gently, the flying phoenix golden hairpin drooped softly, falling straight into the heart of the waveless lake, swinging a beautiful ripple, the color of joy gradually rippled to the cheeks, oops, not good, hurriedly made a sad face: "Liuyun stripped naked and stood in front of him, and he didn't react......"
The thief in red is immortal: "Your Royal Highness is not chaotic, what about a humble gentleman?" β
The flying phoenix golden hairpin shook lightly, and the sound of the pearl and jade resounded and the warm spring day, "He picked up the flowing clouds, but called the junior brother Bai Twelve, I put my face down, stood under the window and listened, the affection is infinite, and the spring tide is rippling......"
All the women are ladies who have never seen much of the world, and when they heard this, they all lowered their thin red faces.
I lamented: "The royal face is good, and you have found us to cover up your shame......"
Xia Cailian was transparent: "The Queen Mother said that we would talk to you, but she didn't say that she wanted to marry the broken sleeve!" β
The red-clothed Liu Ye frowned slightly, and there was still hesitation in her words: "Miss Ye knows the truth, why don't you withdraw from the marriage?" β
I blinked my misty eyes: "As Miss Xia said, my Ye family has declined, and my father and brother are soft-spoken...... On that day, His Highness broke through the embarrassing matter between His Highness and Bai Twelve, and His Highness has agreed, and after I get married, I will be allowed to associate with my senior brother......"
The face of the red cloth was powdered: "Master...... Brother? β
I am as shy as a budding flower: "My brother and I are childhood sweethearts, and we are in love...... He is looking for his junior brother, and I am looking for my senior brother, and the two have nothing to do with each other......"
Xia Cailian's voice was flickering, as if coming from the sky: "You and King Qin are really a perfect match......
Well, I also feel that he and I are a natural pair, a pair made from the earth!
"This kind of royal secret, we should be cautious, don't spread it, so as not to bring trouble to the family," the red-clothed man resolutely turned around, "It's better to think of another reason, go back to the Queen Mother, return home early, and let me be a normal person!" β
Xia Cailian reached out and stroked her hair, "You ......"
The dazzling red, the stinging brain "boom", I grabbed her plain white wrist violently, "Where did you get this ring?" β
Scattered sunlight shone on her white hand, and a bright red ring shone with a bewitching red light.
Her face turned red from the struggle: "Hmph, my Xia family has deep roots and leaves, what kind of good things are not there?" What kind of ...... are you?"
I pinched her wrist fiercely, and there was a cold light in my eyes: "Say!" β
Her flushed face gradually turned pale with shock, and she couldn't even cover it with thick rouge, "This ...... This is the old custom ...... Southwest"
Old Customs of the Southwest-
The doll born in July hit the Zhongyuan Halloween Festival, and pointed to a touch of red on the lifelong circle to resist the cold air of the underworld.
γLady Show Comingγ
The ring engraved with "golden silk" under the lamp glows with a bewitching light, as if it wants to suck me into a blood-colored hell, never to be reborn.
"Senior brother has gone to the southwest to investigate, Rong'er is at ease." His voice was lighter than the gentle breeze of early spring, as soft as freshly smoked wicker, but it brought peace and calm.
(ps: strive to continue to change in the future~)