He Tang tilted his head and leaned back, "Go!" Concubine Ji likes to be lively, you just go over to accompany her, it's better than accompanying me, an old woman, she has a happy temperament and won't feel restrained with her, go! ”

Hearing He Tang say this, Ting Huan had no choice but to nod and leave. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"But the young lady hasn't had dinner yet!"

"I went back to the lock shop today, Cuihua's sister-in-law basically made all the good dishes she could make, and my mother put vegetables in my bowl again, and I was almost dying!"

"Really? Madame, is she good? What about the song order? And Jijin ......" Chiharu asked with red eyes.

"All good! Let's lock the shop to say something immodest, now it's this in the capital! Ting Huan had the heart to make Qianchun happy, so he deliberately raised his thumb high, and Qianchun really showed his face. Qianchun is different from ordinary slaves, she is the maidservant of Jiang Qian, the master of the hall of the condensation hall, and Ting Huan regards her as a sister.

"Also, Sister-in-law Cuihua and Uncle Guang'an will have a happy event at the end of June!"

Chiharu giggled and laughed, "I didn't expect Madam and Miss to be big matchmakers for the first time!" It's amazing......" The master and servant came to the Immortal Hall in a blink of an eye while talking and laughing.

Walking into the main door, the two of them were fluted, only to see a row of palace maids standing straight and doing the same action, the left arm slightly hugged the chest, and the right hand was raised above the head in the shape of a basket of flowers......

"Mother, what are they doing here? Penalty stands? ”

Concubine Ji snorted and let out a breath and said, "This is the basis for practicing dance!" If you don't work hard now, how can you dance well in the future? ”

A palace maid couldn't hold back anymore, the whole person was paralyzed, and Concubine Ji glared and said, "If you loosen it down now, you will add half an hour in a while!" Frightened, the palace maid hurriedly returned to that pose.

"May I ask Niangniang, what are you calling Tinghuan to do?"

"I'll give you a size to make a dance suit! ……”

"Why should I wear a dance costume?"

"I'm going to learn to dance from today!"

"I don't need a dance costume, and I don't want to learn to dance!" Ting Huan shook his head seriously.

"You should be called a slave! ……”

Ting Huan said proudly: "What slave maid, I can't get used to being a slave!" The queen didn't force me to be called a slave, if the mother didn't have anything else, Ting Huan still had something to do! Let's go first...... "Her patience with Concubine Ji has run out, she used to think she was quite loose and fun, but now she has completely changed, which is extremely annoying.

Ting Huan's personality is like this, he will never compromise in the face of provocation and oppression, no matter who it is.

Looking at her slender back, Concubine Ji snorted: "It's a hard temper, no wonder Xuan Bo can't fight her...... Don't rush, let's take our time! ”

From the next day, Ting Huan accompanied Bingjing to do physiotherapy for He Tang, such as hot compress massage or something, and wrote her ancient characters when she was free, even He Tang said that if she was a boy, she could probably go to the top exam. Three days passed quickly, and she had already forgotten that Concubine Ji was going to have a ball, and if it weren't for the little palace maid to urge, she was going to go to the old palace maid to borrow embroidery needles.

The little palace maid who came to invite her was called Luo'er, she looked timid, she was afraid that Ting Huan would not go, and the tears of anxiety came out, Ting Huan asked casually: "Are you afraid of Concubine Ji?" She nodded first, then quickly shook her head and said, "Niangniang was not like this before, she used to be very good...... her voice weakened.

The implication is that it's not good lately.

"Do you think Niang Niang has changed a lot? How long ago did the mother become like this? ”

Luo'er was about to cry, biting her lower lip and refusing to answer.

"If you don't say it, I won't go......" Ting Huancai is not afraid of what kind of mother, she is not even afraid of Xuanhan. Luo'er was embarrassed for a long time before she said in a voice like a mosquito: "It's been more than half a month, Niangniang is very strange now, her temper is incomprehensible, she dresses up very strangely, and she is also harsh on her subordinates...... Auntie, let's go, otherwise the mother will definitely punish the slave and maid if it is late......"

As he spoke, a string of tears slid down.

Something just isn't right anyway! Maybe I should go and see it, there must be a reason why Concubine Ji has become like this!

As soon as they stepped into the main hall, Ting Huan and Qianchun suddenly felt powerless and couldn't speak.

How has the painting style of the Xianli Hall changed so much? When the queen lived in the past, she was exquisite, interesting, practical and warm, and she considered how comfortable people lived in it, and the colors were bright and clean; But today, this hall is filled with an uncomfortable style of luxury, the plain curtains have all been replaced with apricot red, carmine and golden pink, and the huge copper incense burner has a desolate fragrance, which is incompatible with the solemn and magnificent atmosphere of the entire palace, a bit like the Yuxian Tower I saw a few days ago.

The main hall is lit with red candles of treasure oil everywhere, the main seat of Concubine Ji sits in the north and faces south, Xuan Bo and the lord of Huaiyin sit face to face on the Persian carpet in the hall, leaving a spacious space in the middle, five palace maids are dancing in tulle dance clothes, each with golden flowers on their eyebrows, and the musicians are sitting around the carpet. Ting Huan had never seen this scene before, and he was a little at a loss.

"There! That table is your ......" Xuan Bo pointed to a one-foot-high small kang table with red lacquer inlaid with luodian diagonally opposite him, they all sat on the ground in Han style, with a thick round puff cushion under the buttocks, and Ting Huan had to kneel down and sit on his heels.

Even the lacquer bowls and lacquer plates used for serving food are all patterns of dancers, birds and turtles, dragons and tigers, Lianbi, and glaives, which make people's hearts hairy, and they can't tell what it feels like. Looking at the food again, it is all kinds of dim sum, a high-legged wine glass is full of wine, Ting Huan frowned and pushed it away, she doesn't drink, it's everywhere.

"Miss Nangong!" Xuan Bo on the opposite side raised his wine glass high and motioned for her to take a sip too, and the strange fire in his eyes jumped uncontrollably.

Ting Huan shook his head: "Ting Huan can't drink!" ”

"Is there anyone who doesn't drink when he watches singing and dancing? Take a sip! It was Concubine Ji who spoke, and she also picked up a glass of wine and looked at Ting Huan.

Ting Huan continued to shake his head, "Ting Huan has a special physique, you can't touch wine!" "If she doesn't want to do it, she won't do it!

"What if I gave it to you?" Concubine Ji raised her eyebrows and asked, her eyebrows were drawn black and curved, like two brooms raised high, and Ting Huan looked indescribably strange.

"Tinghuan really can't drink it!"

The air condensed into a dead silence, and suddenly the county lord of Huaiyin said softly: "Niangniang, don't let Miss Tinghuan drink, I think she really can't drink, then eat some food!" ”

Ting Huan glanced at it, although it looked quite exquisite, he felt very unappetizing, and he didn't want to touch it.

"Tinghuan is not hungry!" She sat with her eyes down, and a palace maid in front of her was constantly spinning, her skirt as white as a rising wave.

"Presumptuous!" Xuan Bo suddenly scolded loudly and put the wine glass on the small table.