The clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are shadowy, the peach and willow are green, and the rouge painting is thick.

Miao Miao froze for a moment, holding a small wine cup in her hand and drinking lightly, her eyes widened suddenly. The little lady was keenly aware of the abnormality, gently attached herself, leaned on Miaomiao's ear and asked her, "What's the matter, why are you so panicked?" ”

Miaomiao's eyes flashed, and she looked at the field a little erratically, the girl was dressed in a yellow shirt and brocade, dancing to the song, but looking back at her for a moment, her eyes were all full of prayer and expectation. Miao Miao naturally understood, and she hoped that she could save her. Because she was afraid that after a while she would be brought into the barracks by some soldier who took a fancy to her, and did what she never wanted to do, or if no one took a fancy to her, she could only fall pathetically under these wolf-like men, and gracefully accept the joy

And she is the only one she can ask for help now.

Miaomiao twisted her eyebrows, her own identity is also extremely embarrassing at the moment, she entered the barracks as a military prostitute, naturally she can't tell others that she is the daughter of General Shen, or even if she says it, others will question it? - Didn't the Shen family always have only one daughter?! And the little uncle so blatantly kept her in his barracks, now everyone knows that the little uncle is the little emperor, I am afraid that her identity is just a military prostitute who flies on the branch and becomes a phoenix in the eyes of others.

Where is there any position to speak.

Do you pray to the emperor? Let the emperor use the king's power to take her away before others choose her? No, no, the emperor has really become a generation of idle and mediocre lascivious monarchs.

Miao Miao was even more reluctant to see such a scene.

In the past few days, the emperor has indulged in a lot of gossip from her, and she decided that she can't give him any more trouble The woman in the yellow shirt turned around lightly, and her eyes were handed to Miao Miao again, with anticipation and pleading, this time, Miao Miao lowered her head. Huang Qi's eyes darkened, holding the wine cup high, taking a shallow sip, and quietly hiding his gaze.

The woman in the yellow shirt was stunned for a moment, looking straight at Miaomiao. Resentment and grievances immediately surged into his big eyes.

After all, Miaomiao promised her well, saying that she would take her away, and now Miaomiao has flown up the branches and turned into a phoenix. And what will her fate be?? In an instant, all the resentment and all the despair turned into anger, and all of them poured into Miaomiao, and she looked at her fiercely, as if she was going to rip off a piece of her flesh.

Miao Miao twisted her eyebrows, although she promised the woman to take her away. But at the moment, after all, nothing has been done, and she has not walked away alone, Miaomiao just thinks that this is not too much. After all, she didn't feel that she was obligated to bear the burden of a person's fate, and glanced at the woman in the yellow shirt with a slight apology, indicating that she couldn't do anything.

There was already a little commotion in the audience, and it was rare for everyone to appreciate the dance, but they didn't expect a dancer to stop dancing halfway through, and after waiting for a while, they didn't see any movement from her, so everyone began to coax.

At this time, a lieutenant general opened his mouth: "The one in yellow clothes" raised the wine cup and took a sip as he spoke, "Why don't you jump?" ”

The woman in the yellow shirt raised her eyes. With tears in his eyes, Chu Chu was pitiful, glanced at the deputy general, quickly and carefully withdrew his gaze, lowered his head tightly, and was so restrained that he didn't dare to move anymore.

Standing next to her was the woman who said that she was going to serve the general, her face was also a little anxious, and she turned around a few times, approached the woman in the yellow shirt, and asked sharply: "Why did you stop?" Jump, don't pull me along if you don't want to live! ”

The woman in the yellow shirt said gently, shrunk her body more and more, trembling. The small back stood in the middle of the stage, as if he could no longer cry.

Miao Miao was stunned for a moment.

The little lady took the green tea handed by the servant on the side, carefully replaced the sake in Miaomiao's hand with green tea, and saw her stunned face, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and hook her little nose, and said with a smile: "Miao'er is really in Cao Ying's heart in Han." I don't know how many times I've wandered this night, so I can't wait to meet General Shen? You'll be able to meet tomorrow."

Miao Miao suddenly came back to her senses, and was said by the emperor, she touched her nose a little embarrassed, and the little uncle gave her frequent distractions to find such a step, she naturally went down, and it was no longer good to be distracted. After thinking about it, he still turned his eyes sideways and spoke to Huang Qi: "This woman in a yellow shirt has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, smart and clever appearance, this is now estimated to be a frightened woman raised in the boudoir, hey, have you never seen so many wolf-like men?"

The prejudice and preference in the words were obvious, and the little lady naturally understood the wonderful hints and the deliberate misdirection. This is the cleverness that I don't want to indulge her this time, and I said: "It's just an ordinary appearance, and it's such a cowardly temperament, even if it's inconvenient to use it as a maid for you." "Now, it's a clear refusal.

Miao Miao pursed her lips aggrievedly, and remembered the desperate appearance of the women who had been humiliated in the stable two days ago, and her heart was still a little unbearable.

At this time, I could hear the general speak: "You, don't cry, come to me" He beckoned to the woman in the yellow shirt, with a warm and distressed face.

I have to say that a beauty's tears are always the most touching weapon, especially such a pitiful woman, with a petite body and simple eyebrows, I am afraid that it will make anyone feel compassion.

Xu Changqing sat leisurely in the first seat on the right side of the main seat, seemingly drinking his own wine very lonely, and he didn't seem to care much about this show on the field.

The woman in green who threatened to serve the general was a little anxious this time, and the woman in the yellow shirt was just pitiful and shed a few tears and was called by the deputy general to comfort her, and she had been dancing here for so long, and no one had ordered her to go over to accompany the wine, how could this be good???!

There was suddenly a little more anxiety in his heart, and almost without thinking, he locked his eyes on General Xu Shao, who was drinking alone.

changed his dance steps to the music, twisted and jumped all the way to the front of General Xu, teasing and seducing, and using all his might, seeing that the other men in the audience were all speechless, smiling evilly, and full of interest.

"General, it's not a good drink," she said slowly, and gently removed the glass from his lips. (To be continued.) )