On Chinese New Year's Eve, the Ling Mansion was very lively, and Ling Youran was dressed in a cyan dress embroidered with bamboo leaves, and a magnolia hairpin was on his head. "Third sister, look at you, you're all blue all year round, don't you feel annoyed?" Ling Xueran was dressed in red clothes, evoking a smile, looking very cute, "I'm used to it, and I'm not used to changing other colors." Ling Youran said coldly. Today is a happy festival, and the third sister can't help but sweep everyone's interest. Ling Youran glanced at Ling Xueran, "Everyone's interest can be swept away with a piece of clothing, besides, it's just a piece of clothing, why should my sister hold on to it, it seems that my sister is stingy." Ling Youran hit the nail on the head, making Ling Xueran suddenly a little unable to get off the stage.

"Third sister." Ling Yuran stood not far away, smiling smartly. "The fourth sister looks good today." Ling Youran looked at Ling Yuran, who was wearing pink and purple clothes not far away, and praised him without hesitation. "Yes, the fourth sister is so good-looking, and when she walks, she looks like a butterfly." Ling Xueran thought that she was also Ling Yunhai's daughter, so that she wouldn't have to taste the taste of being under the fence.

Today, Ling Demon Ran prepared a big gift for Ling Yunhai and Aunt Ruan, this gift Ling Yunhai should be happy, but Aunt Ruan is not necessarily. "The banquet has begun." Ling Youran reminded "kindly". "Okay, let's go then." Ling Xueran pulled Ling Yuran, Ling Yuran subconsciously wanted to pull Ling Youran, but Ling Youran quietly avoided it, which made Ling Yuran embarrassed. Sitting in their respective seats, Ling Youran glanced at Ling Yunhai, who was sitting on the main seat, with the old lady on the side, "The song and dance begin." "Ling Yunhai was radiant today, as if he was very happy.

The melodious sound of the flute and the loud drum beating, illuminating a divine light. There is a graceful woman, with a clear face and a white shirt, dyed with green silk and ink, and a colorful fan elegant, like a fairy, like an elf, as if coming from a dream. A round of spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, the woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly Shuyun hand, the fan in her hand is closed and held, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, jade sleeves are windy, elegant and vigorous. The sound of music is clear in the ears, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen like a silk string, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, flowing water like a dragon flying like a phoenix dancing.

Ling Yunhai was already stunned, and slowly stood up from his position and applauded. Ling Youran seemed to be very satisfied with such a result. "Ling Yunhai, this is the punishment you deserve, Ruan Wanyan, it's time for you to taste the taste of falling out of favor." This woman was bought by her in the slums, gave her a lot of money, and also helped her settle her family, relieved her worries, and allowed her to do things for her own children.

"Okay." Ling Yunhai praised. The woman blessed. Ling Youran stood up and whispered, "Daddy, this woman's name is Bai Mo. It was specially found by her daughter, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. "Ling Youran specially invited the best master in the capital some time ago, "Bai Mo? Ling Yunhai muttered softly. Probably he had never heard such a contradictory name, Ling Yunhai frowned, and smiled for a while, "Demon Ran, your gift is very fond of it." Ling Yunhai praised it so bluntly, Aunt Ruan's face turned pale, and her fingertips began to sweat.