Chapter Twenty-Six: The Feast of the Hung Gate
Since he became his younger brother's younger sister that day, Huan Huan has never seen Ah Huai again. Sun Changyu, the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info attaches great importance to the unique style of teenagers, no matter in or out, there are special people. On weekdays, I can't see the shadow of that little ghost at all. Fortunately, since his senior brother appeared, Sun Changyu has never mentioned the matter of leaving the palace for resettlement.
So, the restless mood of the first two days is now appeased. And because of the last incident, the eldest prince never sent anyone to look for her again, and she was idle for a while. So, carrying a thousand gold squares all day long, I didn't feel bored anymore. Before noon, Huan Huan always had to go to the 'Qing Xiu Fangyuan', sometimes to follow Sun Changyu to the consultation, and sometimes to secretly selfish. In the days when the emperor summoned King Shou, she was a bamboo basket to draw water, and she thought about the differential treatment of feudal **** royal power. Even if he was named an immortal doctor, He Huan had never seen this emperor who was known as the king of the Western Regions. Sure enough, it's really important to be born with a good skin.
She mentioned this to Li Duoshou, and she still remembered that when she said it, the people on the scene, including Ah Ling, looked at her with a very strange look. Li Duoshou laughed even more rarely, and the jade cicada clanged. Ye Huanhuan, who thought he was cheeky, realized that he had made a big joke and immediately laughed along with him.
After that, every time Li Duoshou was summoned, Huan Huan would be teased by Ah Ling. The first few times, I would blush, and after that, I could only comfort myself with my personal aesthetics. After all, the trend is different, isn't it, at least she is still a person who can be worthy of Zhou Yao. Though...... Every time he finishes his psychological achievements, he always feels that he lacks confidence. In the past few months, because of the whole day of looking forward and backward, where can I take care of the rest of my appearance, only when I first came to the palace, there will be a little girl to remind me. has been lazy for many days, and even Huan Huan himself can't stand it anymore.
In the afternoon of that day, when the weather was clear, he chose a remote room, asked someone to boil hot water, and took a comfortable bath cleanly. changed into the clothes kindly sent by the female officer, and finally sat in front of the yellow mirror refreshingly.
Now that his hair has grown to his arms, he was worried about what to do with them, but the eunuch who was delivering water outside went and returned, standing outside the door and said, "Lord Immortal Doctor, Lord Weng's maid is outside, saying that he wants to see his lord." β
Lord?
He Huan instantly put down the hair in his hand. remembered the group of people that Li Duoshou refused that night. It seems like..... It's a slave sent by the master.
Did you come to Xingshi to ask about sin? Then the reflex arc of this Weng Lord is too long, how many days have passed?
He counted the days, locked the door casually, and when he turned his head, he happened to meet a pair of clear eyes. He Huan recognized the owner of these eyes, nodded slightly, and called, "Senior brother." "It's very strange that I actually saw Ah Huai.
The other party also bowed, hesitated for a long time, and when he saw that he had no next move, he said, "If the senior brother is fine, I will go first." β
He Huan walked out of the door, but there was a chill in his heart. Fang Cai Ahuai's eyes were like a tiger cub in a cage, lonely and frightened. Sun Changyu is a different person. That day, when he looked at his attitude towards Ah Huai, he had a strange feeling, and now it has been verified a few points.
It's just that forgiving her is already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it is difficult to protect herself, and she has no leisure to take care of other people's children's family affairs.
While silently forgiving, Huan Huan followed the maid of the lord to the harem.
It's late August, and the sky is dark, and I'm afraid there are still showers. Originally, I was still thinking about the herbs outside the house, but I lost this idea the moment I saw the owner.
Huan Huan couldn't find the words in his mind to describe the luxury of the palace. I just felt that the impact of 'every inch of land and every inch of gold' made her whole body unable to withstand the cells. The maid who led the way seemed to be a little familiar.
After thinking about it, I probably had a one-sided relationship when I went to pick up people. At that time, my mind was not on her, and it was between the night, and I couldn't look carefully at that face, but I only remembered my posture. Now that I look at it closely, it is indeed a beauty, with good facial features and very good looks. Huan Huan suddenly felt an invisible pressure inexplicably, even the maid was very human, and she was very human, and she was more like a real one than she was a fake fairy.
Nervously was introduced into the inner account, but Huan Huan saw a different scenery. The tea mist is slow, and the sandalwood is slow. One side of the room is soft, a chessboard, and the other side is a screen, which is elegant and chic.
Items that are simply put aside, and people who are even simpler to decorate.
The light curtain was lifted, and a woman from a paradise came out. No powder, no beads, a black hair raised high, only a wooden hairpin.
For some reason, Huan Huan looked at her, as if she had seen the female version of Li Duoshou, and her elegant and superb temperament was the same. However, Li Duoshou's connotation and charm are incomparable, and this woman's appearance makes people feel that it is a simple imitation. Such an idea naturally can't be said, and Huan Huan secretly slandered Li Duoshou with a peach blossom debt.
"You're here?" The woman seems to be deliberately suppressing her voice, more noble and less hearty.
"Weichen Ye Huanhuan greeted Lord Weng. Quguan Weng is the main long-term music. She bent down on her knees, but was stopped. Following the strength of his arm, he welcomed the woman's slightly smiling eyes. "How do you know that I am, but the maid outside is not allowed to say it." A naΓ―ve look, all the elegance and chic disappeared.
The mask was forcibly taken off, and the person in front of him was not half unhappy, but on the contrary, it was an inquiring expression, and it was indeed the master of the deep palace. "Your Royal Highness Lord Weng, although no one has told Weichen your identity, but from your unique noble temperament, Weichen is not talented and has the courage to guess your identity. I hope that the lord will not blame him. "I didn't stay in vain in the Tai Hospital, but I learned some lip service kung fu with Zheng Sanyuan.
Sure enough, the praise was still very effective, and the owner smiled brightly, and his attitude towards her was much kinder. After using the tea, the people in the house retreated one after another, and there was only one personal maid left by Qu Guan's side.
He Huan knelt on the ground, his feet were numb, "I don't know why Lord Weng is looking for Weichen?" "If you have something, tell me quickly, and if you have nothing to do, evacuate quickly.
Qu Wan just wanted to speak, but another maid came in over there, bent over and attached to his ear, and after saying a few words.
Qu Wan said to me excitedly, "This is a coincidence, Fang just said that he would have to wait for it to arrive, look at this name on his lips, he just came." Mengxi, call him in, hey, come back, and tell him to be lighter, don't scare Ye Xianren. β
The maid took the order to go out, but in a few moments, she brought in a man.
When He Huan saw him, he hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply. "Lord Taishiling, it's polite."
Mo Sang bowed to Lord Weng first, and then greeted Huan Huan for a while.
"A few days ago, I heard that Ye Xianren went in and out of Mosang, I don't know what it was for?"
She was terrified when she asked in one sentence, she really deserved the position of the lord of Weng, so she couldn't tell if she was really fake. Huan Huan looked into the eyes of the lord of Weng, and behind the beauty was the decisiveness of killing. Perhaps, she will really send her to the Yellow Spring.
She didn't realize that what was in front of her was Pandora's treasure box.