The West Lake on Qixi Festival is full of crowds and painting boats of various grades.

Dumping Luochen took Light Feather to a luxurious painting boat that could no longer be luxurious, and Light Yu's only evaluation of this painting boat was a local tyrant, an absolute local tyrant, an upstart, an absolute nouveau riche.

"It is said that you should be low-key, why are you so high-profile? For fear that others will not know that you are a trench? "Qing Yu angrily threw a sanitary ball to Dump Luochen.

Tilting Luochen smiled lightly and grabbed Qingyu's shoulder, looking like 'I'm a local tyrant, who am I afraid of', and said, "I'm really not afraid of others knowing."

Light feather, "......" Hey, hey, the local tyrant or something will be beaten well?

"Your Majesty, Ning Zhifu asks to see" A certain guard appeared, knelt down on one knee in front of Dump Luochen and Qing Yu, and clenched his fists with both hands.

Dumping Luochen had a cold face, and said angrily, "I don't see"

"Yes," replied one of the guards, turned around, jumped into the lake, and floated back to shore on the water.

Qing Yu was stunned, and wiped the corners of his mouth, "The legendary light power is floating on the water, it's so bad!" ”

Dumping Luochen stretched out his hand and gave Qing Yu a violent shudder, "What do you worship, I will also float on the water with light skills" actually worshiped other men in front of her father-in-law, she was just looking for a fight.

"Birds, beasts, don't you know that Taoist flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers?" Xuan Moli walked out of a small corner of the painting boat, still holding a fan that did not match his body shape.

Qingyu, "......" Mo Li, where did you come from?

Dumping dust," !! "Didn't he tell people not to go on this boat? How could Moli come? And what is called 'how can the house flower have the fragrance of wild flowers'? Did he want to die?

"Mo Li, I heard that you seem to have itchy skin recently!" Dumping Luochen stepped forward and snatched the fan from Xuan Moli's hand, knocked his head with the fan, and said with a smile.

Xuan Moli flattened his mouth, touched his head that was knocked out, and said aggrievedly, "Beast, you know that Lu Dao bullied me"

"Beasts?" Tilt Luochen slapped his other hand with a fan and knocked it on his hand, his black eyes flashed with a hint of danger, as if he was saying that if Xuan Moli screamed again, he would slap him to death.

Xuan Mo ran to Qing Yu's side crying and hugged Qing Yu's legs, "Godmother, he bullied me"

"Mo Li is good, we adults don't care about the villain, we ignore him" Qing Yu reached out and touched Xuan Moli's hair, comforting.

Dumping Dust, "......"

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

At that time, the West Lake was full of exquisite painting boats, and the scene was really exaggerated at a glance, and the face of Luochen was quite bad, so that Ning Zhifu got some trouble, and Ning Zhifu knew that it was the emperor's order and hurriedly ran to do it.

Xuan Mo was bored eating the so-called pastries, and Qing Yu held his chin and looked at the laughing painting boats outside, feeling that their painting boats were too weird.

"Your Majesty, are we just sitting here in a daze?" Qing Yu was very resentful and set his eyes on the dumping dust sitting in the corner.

Pouring dust, if ......it weren't for Xuan Moli's appearance and destruction of their two-person world, would it be necessary for them to sit here so boring?

"Ah, it's finally here" Xuan Mo got up from the stool and ran towards the bow of the boat.

Qing Yu reached out and grabbed Xuan Moli's arm, "What's coming?" ”

"I heard that there is a goddess-level sister paper in the Drunken Xiang Pavilion, and the super punctual " Xuan Mo was full of love when he left his eyes, and he almost didn't leave a ha at the corner of his mouth.

Qingyu Khan, "Mo Li, you're only three years old" Oh my God, three years old is like this, what can I do when I grow up!

Xuan Moli touched his chin and suddenly realized, "Yes, I'm only three years old now."

Light Feather, "......"

Dumping Dust, "......"

"Really, what's wrong with a three-year-old, can't a three-year-old sister?" Xuan Moli twisted his hips and ran to the stern of the boat.

Light Feather, "......" Yumo, is this really your child? What about the iceberg?

Xuan Moli asked the boatman to make the painting boat to the side of the painting boat of the Drunken Xiang Pavilion, because the painting boat that poured the dust was the most gorgeous, the painting boats around the side of the painting boat of the Drunken Xiang Pavilion also retreated with interest and let it pass.

The painting boat of the drunken incense pavilion is decorated with lanterns, the top is painted with red lacquer, and the pillars of the ship are carved with all kinds of flowers.

The sound of the piano seems to be gurgling, but it seems to carry a touch of sadness; The sound of the piano is agitated, as if the soul is united with it; Between the beginning and the fall, whose heartstrings are fluttering? The sound of the piano is slight, and it is tactful again, with a slight sadness, just like the water of the West Lake, the song is over, and the aftermath is ethereal.

The painting boats around the drunken incense pavilion are all quiet, and even the sound of the fish in the West Lake rushing to the surface of the water and falling into the water again is clearly heard, and then, there are exclamations one after another from the various painting boats.

The curtain was lifted, and the old bustard twisted his waist and walked out with a smile like a flower, "Everyone, today is the first time that the chrysanthemum girl of my drunken incense pavilion has come out to perform, thank you for coming to enjoy your face."

Hearing the 'Chrysanthemum Girl', Qing Yu was decisively choked with saliva, and even Xuan Moli, who was originally in high spirits, twitched the corners of his mouth and silently took a few steps back.

All the people in the painting boat walked out, almost all men, as for why they are all men, because today is Tanabata, the girls are at home, and the customs such as threading needles under the moon are carried out, and the people who come out to swim in the lake are about men and all abnormal women, but Qingyu is abnormal and dragged by the dust.

"Mom, don't say much, hurry up and let the chrysanthemum girl come out!"

"yes, what are you rubbing, hurry up!"

"Chrysanthemum girl, come out!"

"Come out ......"

…………

The men kept shouting, the old bustard took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, his face was full of embarrassment, just when the old bustard wanted to confess to them that the chrysanthemum girl was gone, the curtain fluttered, and a woman dressed in white came out, and before everyone could see her face clearly, they saw her tiptoe tap the water, and went straight to the painting boat where the light feather was located.

"Oh, hurry up and bring the chrysanthemums back," the old bustard stomped his feet, calling the people behind him.

The chrysanthemum was 'invited' by her with a lot of money, and if it was gone, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

Qing Yu, Qian Luochen and Xuan Moli looked at the woman in white who was surrounded by the guards, and they were a little unclear.

I saw that the woman in white didn't pay attention to those guards at all, and approached the three of them.

"Qingyu, I can see you" A few traces of excitement flashed in the woman's eyes, and the voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley crossed everyone's heartstrings.

Light feathers are staggering. This sister seems to know herself, and this voice is also very familiar.

"Su Qixian? Why are you here? Dumping Luochen glanced at those guards, and then angrily set his eyes on Su Qixian's body.

Su Qixian chuckled, took off the veil on her face, revealing the man's crazy face, and walked towards them with lotus steps, "I wanted to come to Lin'an to have fun, but I didn't expect to be sold to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion again when I lost the money halfway."

Dumping Luochen, "......" You Su Qixian will still be sold?

"Qixian, we haven't seen each other for a long time" Qingyu stepped forward and took Su Qixian's hand quite excitedly.

The corners of Su Qixian's mouth hooked slightly, her eyes were slightly ethereal, and she chuckled, "It's been a long time."

"Sister, we haven't messed with each other for a long time" Xuan Mo ran forward from his fart, pulled the hem of Su Qixian's clothes, and looked at her innocently with his eyes open.

Qing Yu rewarded him with a violent chestnut, "Pretending to be forced again, don't you know that Lu Dao pretended to be forced to be struck by lightning?" ”

"Cut, of course you have to pretend to be in front of the sister paper" Xuan Moli pouted and rubbed his head that was knocked out. He wondered if it was because he was so handsome, so they were jealous of him and wanted to knock themselves stupid? (Momo: ▼_▼)

Just when Xuan Moli was thinking about how to deal with their violent chestnut, the old bustard came with someone and threatened to bring Su Qixian back.

Dumping Luochen waved his hand, "Give her 50,000 taels, don't leave, leave your life behind"

Light feather, "......" Sure enough, the emperor is the emperor, the cow breaks!

"Why does the lady look at me like this, don't you suddenly realize that I am handsome?" Dumping Luochen touched his chin and smiled.

Qing Yu immediately changed into a shy appearance, "Yes, Xianggong, you are so handsome!" I adore you so much! ”

"Then the lady is here to show something!" Dump Luochen without a shameful opening.

Light Feather covered her cheeks and stomped her feet in disgust, "I hate it!" ”

Su Qixian, "......"

"Xiu'en love dies quickly" Xuan Mo snorted coldly, pouting and opening his mouth angrily.

Dumping dust & light feather, "......"

Like the plot of all novels and TV series, every time there will be a killer to kill them, yes, this time it really appeared, of course, it was not a killer, but the people of the other painting boat saw that Su Qixian, who was fluttering in white, was ready to come over and take a look before he got on the painting boat, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the guards who were surrounded on the side, and some men were so angry that they seemed to be splashing with the girls.

It is said that a slap doesn't make a sound, and it's nothing for a man to splash, mainly because so many men are splashing, which is simply more terrible than a woman's.

Something made entirely of wood burned easily, and they had no idea at once, and the fire burst into flames.

So the plot is bloody again, yes, it's dog blood.

If someone asks, they have come out to stop the dust for the wool, and they can only blame this painting boat for being too luxurious and the sound insulation effect is too good.

A certain guard pushed open the door of the room where they were in embarrassment, knelt on one knee, and clenched his hands into fists, "Your Majesty, the fire is fierce outside, you guys should go quickly!" ”

Dumping Dust, "......"

Su Qixian, "......"

Light Feather smiled, "I don't want to complain about anything"

Xuan Moli put his hands around his chest, tore open his throat and sang, "The big river flows eastward, all the lovers in the world have broken up, alas, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey."

Light feather, "......" Mo is away from the dirt.

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