Princess Xiaojun has always liked Xie Yiying very much, and when she saw her at this time, she led the girl to her.

Xie Yiying is still in the crash of the shirt, in fact, the shirt is fine, but the shirt is not as good as others......

"I thought you were coming today, oh, your hairpin is so beautiful, Jin Lu dotted the emerald plum hairpin?" As he spoke, he took her hand intimately, "But your clothes are average, why did you wear such a color, I didn't tell you last time, you look good in begonia red, I told you that I got a few dark yarns before, go back and pick a good color to send to your house." Hey, your color is heavier than Wei'er's," Princess Xiaojun realized this coincidence, her eyes turned around the two clothes, "By the way, you shouldn't know her yet," said Xu Danwei's hand and put it on her hand.

"She's only been back for a few days, and this is our famous young lady in Kyoto."

Xie Yiying felt that the palm was soft, and then she smiled softly at the person, she had a vague feeling that she knew who the person in front of her was.

The man also smiled at her, and his voice was as low as a clear stream: "Hello Fourth Imperial Concubine, I am Xu Danwei when we meet for the first time." ”

It's very atmospheric and calm, thank you for thinking, this girl looks very good, but her temper is probably not very good.

When she observed Xu Danwei, Xu Danwei was also observing her, starting from her first step into the flower hall. She may not have realized that the moment she came in, almost everyone stopped to look at her, intentionally or unintentionally, and after half a year of marriage, she already had a faint influence in the royal circle. The same royal blue dress as herself, it is not suitable to wear it on her, knowing her age, but she will be fifteen years old, she should wear goose yellow that color like early spring to look good, but the gloomy royal blue is more and more lined with the small face of the big palm The skin is snowy, and the facial features are like the best gardener's picture of a lady, and a pair of glass-like eyes.

A smile, a little shy when laughing, when not talking to people, will slightly lower his eyes, can't see clearly, but probably shy.

Beautiful, no threat.

It seems useless, so why stay by Zhou Jin's side.

The banquet seat was separated by the princess of Xiaojun, and they didn't talk to each other, Xie Yiying held the wine cup and began to empty it again, thinking that it was time to set up a pot in the house to eat hot pot when it was cold.

"The Fourth Imperial Concubine?"

Huh?

turned his head and saw Xu Danwei and Princess Xiaojun both looking at him, Princess Xiaojun probably said that her cheeks were red, only Xu Danwei's face was calm, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and it was Xu Danwei who called her.

"It's funny to tell the story you told, let's have a drink."

"Huh? Good. Xie Yiying was not good at refusing, and when she picked up the wine glass, she found that the glass cup was empty, Xu Danwei waved her hand to the rear, and a maid came forward with a wooden plate where the wine cup was placed and poured her a glass of wine, and then put the wine cup on her right hand.

Xie Yiying picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly, then raised her head and drank it all, she knew that the wine at this banquet was just a low-degree fruit wine, and it didn't matter if she drank three or two glasses.

After drinking it, I felt that something was wrong, it was delicious, but it was different from what I drank before.

There will be more than one kind of wine at the banquet, and Xie Yiying has no doubt that he has him, because he thinks it is delicious, he drank two more glasses one after another, and then he felt a little dizzy.

The metabolism of alcohol in the body after absorption is mainly divided into three steps: first, it is converted into acetaldehyde by ethanol dehydrogenase, which is catalyzed by acetaldehyde dehydrogenase, and finally metabolized and decomposed into carbon dioxide and water. Among them, acetaldehyde can stimulate the secretion of adrenaline, norepinephrine, etc., making people flush and rapid heartbeat. Xie Yiying felt that her cheeks were hot, knowing that she was probably a little drunk, and vaguely felt as if Ye Han was by her side, and analyzed those theoretical things for herself.

With her tone, a unique sense of rhythm.

Her heart beat faster because of the drunkenness, and she leaned over slightly, one hand on her chest.

I really want Ye Han to be by my side......

The eyes that would smile when they looked at themselves coldly, "...... Converted to acetaldehyde by ethanol dehydrogenase, a liver metabolic enzyme system...... Secretion of norepinephrine, etc., ......"

"The Fourth Imperial Concubine?" A hand suddenly rested on her shoulder.

It was Xu Danwei, she noticed her unnaturalness, and she didn't know when she had already stood beside her, looking down at her calmly, "Are you drunk?" There are too many people here, and it's crowded, so I'll let Yahuan help you to sit in the garden," he said, putting his arm under her armpit and helping her up, "just blow the wind." ”

Xie Yiying was powerless to think, so she let someone help her stagger through a few verandahs, and when the cold wind blew, she suddenly became much more sober, only a little drunk left, and there was a little pause in her mind, and her reaction actions couldn't keep up.

"Fourth Imperial Princess, you take a break here, and the slave maid will serve you a bowl of decanting soup." A soft female voice, Xie Yiying propped up on the pillar with one hand, tilted her head and only saw the pale pink back of the person.

The evening breeze was a little cool, with a faint fragrance of flowers, Xie Yiying raised his hand to brush away the broken hair in front of him, and the gold bracelets on his wrists knocked each other with a low crisp sound.

The footsteps of the maid had faded away, and it was quiet all around, when suddenly a low kitten's meow came from the courtyard.

Huh?

Xie Yiying lifted the corner of her skirt, walked down the stone steps, and saw a yellow kitten squatting under a round stone in front of her, and saw that she didn't move in the past, and looked at her curiously with a pair of big round eyes.

Walking up to it, Xie Yiying crouched down and stretched out two hands to it, and the kitten seemed to assess her trustworthiness, and then shook its tail and got into her arms.

What is this called, the right hand of God?

A handful of ginger fluffy and soft in his arms, Xie Yiying sat on the big stone with it in his arms, the evening breeze was cool, and there was no one around, which was very comfortable.

The cat licked her palm: "Meow~"

She sat there lazily, looking up at the stars with her eyes up, when she heard the cat's call, she lowered her head to respond to it, and her tone was very calm and composed: "Meow." ”

The cat probably didn't understand, the little paw pulled her, and meowed again, Xie Yiying was about to continue the conversation with the cat that didn't understand each other, and suddenly glanced at a small shadow under the tree over there.

I don't know how long I stood there, and I didn't say a word, a boy of about six or seven years old, with a bun face and a pair of obsidian-like eyes.

Xie Yiying didn't feel weird as a drunk, and raised his hand and shook it at him: "Hey, your cat?" ”

A gust of wind blew, and the flowers fell from the trees like snow. The kid still didn't speak, and Xie Yiying turned to talking to herself: "I also have a cat, called Fantasy." ”