Chapter 133: It's Good You're Like This
On this day, it came to Mu Ronglan's birthday, and the whole country celebrated, and the red silk with joy was hung everywhere, so that the empty and silent deep palace also brought some popularity.
At this time, the three men in the Fenghua Hall were sitting in the outer hall drinking tea, while waiting for the people in the inner hall.
"Hurry up and urge, why is it still not good?" Murong Feiyu, who looked impatient, urged the palace maids on both sides. This time, he specially interceded with Mu Ronglan, so that he could get a two-day leave.
"Third Brother" Murong Ye's brows furrowed invisibly, and he glanced at Murong Feiyu warningly.
Murong Feiyu slightly looked away from Murong Ye's gaze, this month's military camp life can be said to have made him a lot more restrained, and at the same time, he also understood a truth, that is, those who know the times are Junjie.
However, he didn't seem to say anything out of the ordinary, why couldn't the second brother wait to warn him, did he think he was going to get along with Qiandai again? ”
"Second brother, don't worry, even if I don't like her third brother, I won't get along with her anymore."
Murong Ye first glanced at Murong Feiyu in surprise, and finally nodded, "It's good that you know." ”
Slowly retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Murong Yichen, who was sitting quietly drinking tea, only to see that his elegant posture was full of carelessness, but people couldn't take their eyes off it at a glance.
Murong Ye's eyes flashed: "Big brother, your health is very good, you won't leave again when you come back this time."
"Second Brother Lao is worried." Murong Yichen's tone was light, but he didn't answer Murong Ye's words, and gently put down the teacup in his hand, "She came out." ”
I'm used to seeing this tepid look. Therefore, Murong Yichen's seemingly indifferent attitude made Murong Ye not care much.
Looking along Murong Yichen's line of sight, I saw Qian Dai slowly walking out of the inner hall, today, she was dressed in a green palace dress beautiful and lovely, her eyebrows were lightly swept, her lips were lightly swept, her jet-black hair was fixed with a turquoise hairpin, two hairpins were inserted at the edge of the hair, and the layers of pleated skirts were surrounded by silver threads, and butterflies were embroidered on the sleeves and hem. With her unhurried pace. Looming in the bright hall,
Fresh and lovely, pretty and unique.
Murong Ye and Murong Feiyu were stunned for a moment, it was the first time they saw Qian Dai dressed up cautiously. It's so moving.
Actually, they don't know. Chidai is more suitable for red makeup. Now she's just adapting and changing.
"Why is it so long?" Murong Yichen walked up slowly and asked softly. As he spoke, he looked Qiandai up and down quietly, "This dress is quite suitable." ”
The corners of Qiandai's mouth twitched. Did he see only the size?
glanced at him speechlessly, looked away from his eyes, looked behind Murong Yichen quietly, and said to Murong Ye and Murong Feiyu: "Dressing up has delayed some time, making the second brother and third brother wait for a long time." ”
She deliberately ignored herself, the corners of Murong Yichen's eyes were slightly raised, and a smile flashed at the corners of her mouth.
Murong Ye came back to his senses, and then smiled, "What did the little sister say, today is special, it doesn't hurt to dress up for a long time, just wait a little longer." As he spoke, he glanced at Murong Feiyu, who was staring straight at Qiandai and didn't know what he was thinking, "Presumably, my father's sacrifice to heaven has ended at this time, let's go over." ”
Qiandai nodded.
"Let's go, then." Murong Yichen didn't look at a few people, and walked out first.
The group went out of Fenghua Palace.
Sure enough, as Murong Ye said, Mu Ronglan had already led the hundred officials to complete the Heaven Sacrifice Hall, and was about to lead the hundred officials who had completed the ceremony and the envoys from various countries who were watching the ceremony to the banquet hall.
So as soon as the four of them left the palace gate, they happened to meet a large group of people who were going to the banquet hall, and after a few people saluted, they followed Mu Ronglan towards the banquet hall.
This birthday banquet was all organized by Concubine De, so when Mu Ronglan arrived with envoys from various countries, Concubine De was waiting here with the hundreds of officials and daughters who had already arrived here.
Dressed in a graceful and luxurious purple shirt, his hands and feet are noble, and his well-maintained face is even more pleasing to the eye.
Mu Ronglan was obviously very happy, and she was very kind to Concubine De, and led the envoys and officials of various countries to sit down, and then let her sit next to the head naturally.
From the beginning of the banquet, Qian Dai has kept her head down, cutting off the gaze of all the looks.
Once she was seated, she could feel more eyes fixed on her.
"Haven't you always been arrogant as a woman? How is it like a plucked rooster today? At this time, Qian Dai was quietly looking at the person below, and the sudden sound made Qian Dai instantly come back to her senses, and the owner who heard the voice was slightly stunned, and when she looked up in surprise, she saw Murong Feiyu taking advantage of the emptiness of Mu Ronglan's greeting guests, and approached him with doubts to ask.
Fortunately, he still knows how to cover up, Qiandai twitched the corner of his mouth, but his description of the plucked was also due to what he thought of.
"Have you ever seen a plucked?" Qian Dai glanced at Murong Feiyu lightly and said in a low voice.
"Of course I do." Murong Feiyu suddenly raised his voice, but found that the movement was too loud, so he quickly lowered his head, "When I didn't go to the barracks, I went to the cockfighting arena every three days, and every time the rooster in the fight was plucked bare, the appearance of shrinking his head and shrinking his head was exactly the same as you now." ”
The corners of Qian Dai's mouth twitched, she admitted that she deliberately restrained her sense of existence, but it was not as exaggerated as Murong Feiyu said.
Raised his head slightly and looked down, and suddenly paused in a certain position, "Third brother, you mean, I should be like that peacock?" Are you sure? ”
Murong Feiyu was stunned for a moment, "Flower peacock? Then followed Qiandai's line of sight to look down, only to see that somewhere in the inner family, there was a very conspicuous woman, only to see that her two cheeks were rubbed with a thick layer of rouge, so that she was covering her originally beautiful face with two big black eyes, and with the thick vermilion lip grease made her whole face look miserable, but that's it, the people around her were disgusted and far away from her, but she didn't know it, she was still arrogant and raised her head high, isn't it a peacock who has always been alive and free?
The corners of Murong Feiyu's mouth twitched, he withdrew his gaze in disgust, looked at Qian Dai, and then unconsciously thought that she was also dressed like this, and suddenly shrank a little, goosebumps, and his tone was full of disgust, "Forget it, I didn't mean that."
As he spoke, he nodded affirmatively, "You're like this, well, it's good." ”
Murong Feiyu's weird appearance immediately entertained Qiandai, Qiandai smiled, and couldn't help but joke: "It's rare to see that the third brother didn't target me." ”
(To be continued.) )