Chunyuan Lanqing has been staring at the ancient painting fan since the beginning of the banquet, but the ancient painting fan just doesn't look at him. It's been so long, Chunyuan Lan Qing saw that the ancient painting fan still didn't mean to look at her, she hummed silently in her heart, her fingers twisted, a drop of wine wet her fingers, and with a flick of her skills, the transparent wine immediately passed through everyone's sight, pierced the air, and just shot at the eyebrows of the ancient painting fan.

The center of his eyebrows was cold, and the ancient painting looked at Chunyuan Lan Qing with a smile, and saw that he was looking at him with a smile that was not smiling, and his fingers were clenched.

This abnormal Highness Sixteen!

I can't help him! The ancient painting fan immediately glanced at him, and the warning was strong.

Chunyuan Lanqing shrugged, the purpose was achieved, and then he took a big gulp of wine in a happy mood.

Chunyuan Lanyu glanced at the interaction between the two, and the big peach blossom eyes were full of banter.

Chunyuan Lan Ye drank the wine one after another, and from time to time his eyes looked at Mu Ya who was doing quietly on the side as if he were unintentional.

It's just that Mu Ya sat quietly and didn't squint.

Another glass of wine went down, and Chunyuan Lan Ye put down the wine glass heavily, with an inexplicable sigh in his heart.

In fact, no matter when, no matter where, what an individual thinks and thinks in his heart is different, and everyone is just an individual, a protagonist living in his own world.

The ancient painting fan looked at the crowd around him and lowered his head silently. Suddenly a sentence I saw in a place in my previous life: carnival is the loneliness of a group of people.

After the memorial ceremony, all the people of the Hatsuhara tribe scattered around in a carnival and lined up, as if waiting for something.

Emperor Chunyuan was also surprised, and looked at the King of the First Plains on the side.

King Hatsuhara smiled loudly and said, "Let's start!" The Primordial Elves! ”

The crowd shouted again for joy, and then saw them disperse and disappear into the night.

Except for the people of the Chuyuan tribe at the scene, the rest of the people who had not seen it all looked at each other and did not know what to do.

Suddenly, a graceful woman walked out of the tent on the side, and it was the youngest daughter of the Hatsuhara King, Dexin.

Dexin stepped forward, bowed to Emperor Chunyuan, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the little girl wants to invite the emperor's Princess Jing'an and Princess Qingjiu to attend the party together, and ask the emperor to agree." ”

"I'm okay, if the two of them agree, then you can play together! It's also good for the girl's family to promote friendship! ”

Dexin smiled happily, immediately thanked Emperor Chunyuan, and walked towards Princess Jing'an and Princess Qingjiu, and the moment she turned around, her eyes swept to the few princes on the side, but she didn't know who she was looking at.

The ancient painting fan looked dark and strange, and his eyes lingered on several princes, but he suddenly crashed into the gaze cast by Chunyuan Lan Mu.

The eyes were like an endless deep pool, rippling with waves.

Gu Hua lowered her head suddenly, not daring to look at him again, remembering that she had promised to think about it, she felt a pain in her brain.

Chunyuan Lanmu looked at her sad face, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her bony plain hand stroked the jade cup in her hand, silently.

"What? Do you want to go too? ”

Suddenly, Emperor Chunyuan's voice sounded abruptly.

Everyone looked at Emperor Chunyuan, but saw that he was looking at the ancient painting fan beside him.

Dressed in a transparent white palace dress, with long flowing green silk hair, and the chagrin of the pale little face, it was too late to take it back. In the dim light, her profile was softer.

"The slave doesn't want to, she doesn't-" Gu Hua Fan felt his tongue knotted.

Emperor Chunyuan chuckled: "Then why do you look sad?" That's it, I have someone to serve here, so you and Concubine Rou will go together to experience the Bonfire Sacred Meeting of the First Plains. When the time comes, you might as well tell me about the fun, right? ”

Mu Ya was named, and immediately stood up, looking at the ancient painting fan and Emperor Chunyuan with a chuckle.

The ancient painting fan looked at Mu Ya, and Yu Guang saw that Chunyuan Lan Ye had just retracted his gaze towards Mu Ya. When even chuckled, "Then the slave is better to obey than to obey!" Thank you, Your Majesty! ”

The fluttering dance on the side was anxious to watch, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask to play by herself if she was killed!

The ancient painting fan turned his eyes to look at the fluttering and wrinkled little face, he was amused, and after thinking about it for a while, he said to Emperor Chunyuan: "The slave is afraid that she will not be able to take care of Concubine Rou Niangniang alone, so I implore the emperor to reward Fluttering Dance to Concubine Rou Niangniang for the time being!" It's a little more thoughtful! ”

Hearing this, Li Xiuwen laughed and scolded the ancient painting fan in his heart, and Liufu hung his head desperately, for fear that he would not be able to hold back his laughter and be seen by others.

Piao Wu looked at the ancient painting fan in a daze, and immediately nodded fiercely to show his loyalty.

Emperor Chunyuan glanced at the ancient painting fan and said, "You ghost girl!" ”

Seeing this, the ancient painting fan smiled, and quickly blessed his body, and said clearly: "Thank you, Emperor!" ”

Fluttering also stepped forward to thank him. Turning his eyes to look at the ancient painting fan, he was full of admiration.

Mu Ya also chuckled and walked forward, blessed and thanked her, and then helped Mu Ya to walk outside.

The ancient painting fan deliberately walked closest to Chunyuan Lan Ye, and when he saw his head lowering more and more, he sneered in his heart.

Gradually walking away, avoiding everyone's gaze, the ancient painting fan spit out a breath of turbidity, shook Mu Ya's arm, and muttered: "Fortunately, the emperor let me and my sister out, otherwise if I stay any longer, I will be suffocated to death." And also! ”

The ancient painting fan glanced at Piaowu, and said proudly: "Little Piaozi, don't thank me yet!" ”

Seeing this, Piao Wu and Mu Ya burst out laughing, and Piao Wu was blessed with a decent body, and said, "Thank you Fan'er!" ”

The ancient painting fan nodded contentedly, and then chuckled.

"Seeing that you are so happy, then why did you give in just now, if the emperor agrees not to let you go, where can you cry!" Muya nodded her forehead.

Gu Huafan chuckled: "I'm humble and humble, and besides, I have a sister who knows me so well, what am I afraid of?" My sister has already stood up, and it is obvious on her face that I am willing to go out, I want to go out, let me go out quickly, how can the emperor go back on his word again! When it came to this second persuasion, didn't I just agree! ”

Seeing the ancient painting fan, Mu Ya shook her head helplessly. Fluttering is also not strange, and I have long been used to it.

The three of them walked in the direction where the crowd had just disappeared, and in a moment they came to a wooden house.

In the courtyard, the house was full of talented people, including Dexin, Princess Jing'an and Princess Qingjiu who had already arrived.

They seem to be picking something at the moment. One after another, women came out of the room, dressed in identical costumes, and all wearing the same masks.

What is this doing?

Gu Hua Fan and Mu Ya glanced at each other, both curious, and then walked towards the courtyard. The fluttering dance followed closely, and it was also very strange. (To be continued.) )