I saw that the inky black sedan chair came out of the night like a bamboo, and gradually appeared in the light, and the heavy breath permeated the surroundings of Yixianglou. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old bustard stood at the railing on the second floor of the Yixiang Building, and was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Why is it early for the governor to come today, what can I do here?"

It stands to reason that since Hou Du Du became a celebrity in front of the emperor, it has always been Hou Du Du who first entered Yixiang Building, but this time it should obviously be an exception, as a new girl in Yixiang Building, she naturally had to come in to prepare before the banquet began.

But I didn't expect to bump into it so coincidentally this time, and in order to amaze the capital, the old bustard did not inform the new girl from Yixianglou.

"Mom, who should go to the building now?"

"Follow the rules." The old bustard's eyes suddenly became cold, and he watched the two sedan chairs get closer and closer, and stopped at the door of Yixiang Building almost at the same time.

At this time, there were already many people at the door of Yixianglou, and everyone was obviously a little surprised to see this scene, the ink-black sedan chair was naturally the governor of Houdu, and in the red sedan chair, no one knew who was sitting.

stopped at the door of Yixiang Building at the same time as the governor of Houdu, could he still enter at the same time?

The red sedan chair and the black sedan chair are in great contrast under the light of Yixianglou like daylight, but they unexpectedly complement each other, and the black and red match is like a red flame burning in the night, eye-catching and deep.

The curtains of the two sedan chairs were lifted at the same time, and everyone held their breath, staring at the door of the two sedan chairs.

In the black sedan chair, a man walked out slowly but powerfully, and everyone hurriedly turned their eyes after a glance, not daring to take another look, for fear that the unlucky one would be used as a pastime by this person who has always had a black belly but was unexpectedly loved by the people.

Everyone's eyes all turned to the crimson sedan chair, and first a bright white floral skirt fell into sight, and the woman was graceful and bowed her head.

The sedan chair was pressed down by the small maid, and the woman wearing a silver embroidered hundred butterfly flower skirt stepped over, and the skirt brushed over the wooden stakes of the sedan chair, which was gentle and soft.

Only then did the woman raise her head, and everyone was fascinated at the sight.

Xie Zhuoyan was dressed in a white dress at this time, embroidered with butterflies and flowers of various colors, and the five phoenixes on her head trembled slightly, and everyone turned their eyes to the woman's face, and they couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Half of the woman's face was trimmed with silver thread and light veil, but it looked even more stunning in the haze.

The white skin seems to be shining, smooth and delicate, and a touch of red between the eyebrows is the finishing touch, which makes the glamorous color appear vivid.

Looking at those eyes again, the eyelashes like butterfly wings are bright, but they are like a calm lake, without any waves, and it seems cold and silent.

At this glance, everyone was amazed by the beauty of the woman in front of them.

They have seen a woman with silky eyes.

Cold, indifferent women they have seen.

But I have never seen a woman who has blended these two completely different temperaments so well.

Under the charming appearance, her absolute dust is revealed, cold as an ice fountain but gorgeous as a butterfly, like a fire phoenix reborn from the fire, stunning but noble and indifferent.

Even the little guy next to the inky black sedan chair was already distracted and forgot to lead the way in front.

Hou Shaoqing frowned slightly, raised his head and looked at the woman who had frozen the silence around her, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Since he sat firmly in the position of the governor of the capital, he has not seen any kind of woman in the capital, if it is about appearance, Hou Shaoqing has indeed seen more beautiful than the woman in front of him.

However, the cold temperament around her made him feel in a trance.

Xie Zhuoyan stood outside the door of the sedan chair, not showing a trace of embarrassment to the performance of the people around her, her eyes did not have any color, as if she was covered with a layer of thin ice, but when she saw the man in front of her, her pupils dilated slightly.

The man in front of him was dressed in a long robe embroidered with a tiger head in black gold silk, and he was wearing a big coat of black fox fur outside, standing there quietly like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

His shoulders were broad, his body was tall and straight, and he exuded a suffocating heaviness.

Xie Zhuoyan's gaze stayed on Hou Shaoqing's face.

Bronze skin, sharp edges and corners, long jet-black hair stood up high, Cheng Guang shiny, sword eyebrows were like beautiful works carved on his perfect face, and the pair of slightly sunken black eyes under the sword eyebrows were more like a pair of inlaid obsidian, and the lips were slightly closed, which made him even more ruthless.

It was as dazzling as obsidian, and as cold as a gem, without a trace of temperature, the ice was piercing, and wherever it was swept by his deep eyes, it seemed that it would instantly freeze into ice.

The first thought that crossed Xie Zhuoyan's mind was a strong hatred, like a knife cutting in her heart, her left hand clenched into a fist, and her nails sank into the palm of her hand to leave deep marks.

Xie Zhuoyan bowed slightly, but her face was extremely cold and indifferent.

Hou Shaoqing's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards Yixiang Building.

Everyone got out of the way, as if as long as they got a little closer to Hou Shaoqing, they could be frozen by the ice on his body.

Xie Zhuoyan tried her best to stay calm, but she couldn't resist the surging memories, which flashed in her mind one by one.

With what little consciousness she had left, she walked forward slowly, and her thoughts had long since left her surroundings, drifting back to the past.

Xie Zhuoyan clearly remembered that Hou Shaoqing before was not the ghost he is now.

At that time, he liked to wear royal blue clothes, his skin was wheat-colored, his eyes were gentle, and the corners of his mouth were curved.

When he woke up every morning, the sun shone on his body, and he felt that he would melt in the sun and drift away with the breeze.

Xie Zhuoyan still clearly remembers Hou Shaoqing rolling on the bed like a child, looking at Xie Zhuoyan pitifully with a pout, this kind of picture has accompanied Shen Hongyan for half of her life and is forever fixed in Xie Zhuoyan's mind.

And now, one picture after another is quietly dyed in black and white, and as time passes, it seems that it is an old story that has traveled through time and transcended thousands of miles.

Xie Zhuoyan stepped into the door of Yixiang Building, and suddenly there was a sigh around her, and the little girl who followed Xie Zhuoyan was also trembling constantly, and her head was about to go into the ground.

"She actually went upstairs with the governor of Houdu, isn't she afraid of the governor?"

"What kind of way is this girl, she is very bold."

Xie Zhuoyan came back to her senses at this time, heard the surrounding discussions, and her footsteps paused slightly.

Everyone thought that Xie Zhuoyan was going to get out of the way, but when they saw Xie Zhuoyan raise her foot again, she took a step without hesitation, stepped into Yixiang Building, and walked in without looking back.

The back is cold and noble, and it is incompatible with the glamorous and fragrant Yixiang Lou.

Hou Shaoqing, who was walking behind, had no change in his face when he saw this, but his obsidian-like eyes followed the figure in front of him closely, without emotion, like a machine. (To be continued.) )