Chapter Eighty-Eight: Blowing Flowers and Building Flowers

"Childe, Childe! Look! The handsome scholar had a crisp voice, pointing to a building in front of him, and bouncing around in front of a boy in brocade. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The son in his mouth followed behind him slowly, seemingly fascinated by the light and color of the lake, his eyes have been wandering on the rippling Weiyang Lake, a azure satin robe, the robe reveals a silver hollow hibiscus flower trim, the waist is tied with a jade belt, a dragon and phoenix auspicious jade pendant is wrapped around the waist by yellow Yingluo, with walking, looming between the robes, the end is handsome.

Suddenly, the child's fair-skinned and long fingers were closed, and the landscape folding fan in his hand was closed, revealing a jade-like face.

Looking closely, his thin eyebrows are slightly raised, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he has two cute little dimples when he smiles. The black eyes are also turning around, and they are extremely smart.

"There is a fairyland in the world, blowing flowers and building Weiyang Lake!" Childe's interest seemed to be excellent: "Sure enough, it lives up to its reputation!" ā€

At the beginning of the lanterns, on the south bank of Weiyang Lake, a super-large waterwheel rotates, the flowing water appears more and more crystal clear under the colorful bright lights, a huge building is located on the lake, half of the attic is suspended on the surface of the lake, the waterwheel leads the flowing water, walks through the building complex, the bamboo building water pavilion, just like the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Walking forward for a while, a wide open eight-leaf water bamboo door appeared in front of him, Gongzi looked up, only to see the words "blowing flowers and small buildings", and the golden big character folds were shining against the background of the red lantern.

Yun Qing smiled and fanned the fan in his hand, and the jade fan handle glowed with luster under the light.

Raise your foot, and Childe walks inside.

At this time, the little scholar who had been immersed in excitement came back to his senses, he grabbed the son who was going to walk in, hooked his head and looked inside, because there was a large screen of purple gold nanmu blocking, the little scholar could not see the scene inside, but the sound of the piano was pleasant, and the lights were dazzling.

The large screen at the entrance is a peacock painted with gold and silver threads and various gemstones, which is lifelike.

But as far as the dress of the master and servant is concerned, it is obvious that they are either rich or expensive, and it is obviously impossible for the little scholar to stop because of this rich scene.

"Girl, do you really want to go in?" The little scholar asked in a whisper with an uneasy expression.

"Shh Childe pulled the little scholar to his side and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth.

looked around, and saw that it didn't attract the attention of pedestrians, so he breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the little scholar: "If you make a mistake again, I'll take Yulan out next time, and I won't take you!" ā€

"Aunt ......" The little scholar was in a hurry, and almost said the wrong thing again.

Childe narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her warningly.

"Childe!" It turns out that this little scholar is Yilan, so needless to say, the son next to her is naturally Yunqing.

After more than a month of recuperation, looking at her state at this time, she couldn't see that she was born with a serious illness at all.

I saw Yilan flattening her mouth and muttering in a low voice: "Sister Yulan knows, so she won't agree to Gongzi coming to this kind of place." ā€

"Huh?" Yun Qing's nose let out a long warning sound.

"But Childe ......" Yilan was still a little uneasy, she didn't know why she agreed to accompany the girl to this place.

Especially, I was so happy just now! Yilan felt remorseful in her heart, she should have discussed it with Sister Yulan!

Yun Qing didn't want to explain anything more, she came here to see the "Weiyang Shuangjiao" today!

Bypassing the wide and exquisite screen, Yun Qing's footsteps stopped, and the sound of silk and bamboo came, only to see the hall Yunding sandalwood as a beam, the crystal jade as the lamp, the ground paved with white jade, inlaid with gold beads, and the pink silk yarn around it swayed with the night breeze in the dream-like light.

What a gold hole!

Four bright red silk ribbons led from the four corners of the lobby, and in the center hung a six-foot-wide drum, which could not touch the ground, and a woman stood on the drum with one foot and bare jade feet, making a phoenix wings pose.

Yun Qing's eyes lit up, she didn't expect to see her just after she came in!

The woman's eyes are like silk, the cloud temples are high and the hair is made of flying fairies, a hollow glazed golden phoenix hairpin is inserted obliquely, and two purple gems are embellished in the earlobes, which makes the skin more moist as snow.

Embroidered with the golden belly pocket of the begonia sleeping at night, **** half exposed, purple two-leaf long skirt reaching the ground, a gold belt girdle, showing the curling posture. Dressed in purple and gold gauze clothes, he raised his hands and feet, revealing his snow-white arms, which were beautiful under the colored lights.

Yun Qing looked at the woman, and the appreciation in her eyes was not hidden.

At this time, the woman seemed to feel Yun Qing's gaze, and while dancing, she threw a gauze ribbon in the direction where Yun Qing was standing, and the fiery red gauze slid through a moving arc in the air, and was taken back by the woman, leaving a thrilling smile when she turned around.

"Oops!" Suddenly, a delicate body crashed into Yun Qing's arms, only to hear a grin, a woman's voice sounded in her ears: "Childe looks at the eyes." ā€

As she spoke, the woman raised her head and looked at the dancing woman, and her delicate face showed a proud smile: "Childe has also heard of the name of the red dress." ā€

Yun Qing turned around, looked at the woman's delicate face, and smiled: "Yes, Yun wants to dress and flowers, I am here for her." ā€

After speaking, Yun Qing walked towards the hall, and it was easy for people to shake their minds when they were in this drunken place.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano was loud and the drums were deafening.

Yun Qing raised her head and looked at the woman on the stage again, only to see the woman's dance steps again, from the soft meaning just now, it suddenly became a little wild, and the expression on her face was also evil.

On the roof, a red silk woven with yarn spreads out, and the petals spiral and fall, and with the woman's dance, the petals seem to have spirituality.

What a strange woman!

"Childe, the girl in the red dress is not a guest, Mo'er can accompany you?" The woman before came up, but she didn't get too close, she just grabbed Yun Qing's arm lightly, and her voice was a little more coquettish.

"Your name is Mo'er?" Yun Qing was very experienced in picking Mo'er's chin with the folding fan in her hand, which made Mo'er laugh coquettishly, and her beautiful big eyes glared at Yun Qing coquettishly.

What a goblin!

As a woman, Yun Qing also has to admit that the girl who blows flowers and builds is really a random one, and she is a stunner!

Mo'er led Yun Qing up to the second floor.

"Hey!" Yilan was a little unhappy, her big eyes stared at Mo'er's arm holding Yun Qing, not to mention how crooked she was, the girl was so jade-like, she was approached by such a dirty woman! Yilan wanted to step forward several times, but was warned by Yun Qing's gaze, and followed aside, silent, just secretly told herself in her heart that she couldn't let the girl come to this kind of place next time.

"Hmm! Cough. When he went upstairs, a sudden smell of alcohol rushed over, and a man's hand was on Yun Qing's shoulder.

Her body stiffened, and before she could react, she heard a pop, and the man was pushed to the ground by the person behind her.

(To be continued.) )