I was about to say something nice to coax Ye Fan to be happy, but when I looked up, I found that the woman I thought was a little sad had a face as heavy as a piece of black iron.

Seeing that he had seen it, the piece of black iron seemed to have an object to vent, and the next moment, Ye Fan was like a protruding tigress, pounced on Sui Mo with her teeth and claws.

"My mother-", before a word was spoken, Sui Mo was fiercely covered with his mouth.

The woman's hands were soft and fragrant, and there were hard and hard glutinous rice in the palms, and she didn't dare to come out with a strange atmosphere, and looked at the woman opposite in horror.

His whole body stiffened, he didn't dare to move his legs or moves, not because he couldn't fight, but because he was afraid of injuring people, and he was the one who suffered in the end.

So he unilaterally suffered Ye Fan's revenge.

Huang Yu turned his head to look at the voice, shook his head, and turned his head away.

Feng Qiao also heard the voice behind him, turned his head to look at it and frowned, and said helplessly: "It's really a brine and a tofu thing." This may be Sui Mo's most aggrieved time."

"Won't you help him? Ye Fan's hand is not light or heavy", Huang Yu raised his head and asked him.

Feng Qiao shook his head and replied, "For the happiness of his master, what is it to endure some hardships?"

Huang Yu didn't answer again, only to see the corners of his lowered mouth rise slightly.

On a graceful spring day, the palace is flowing with water, and the spring alley is full of peaches and flowers.

In the entire imperial garden, the warbler cries tactfully, the fat powder is bright, and the aristocratic girls who are like flowers and bones are wearing beautiful makeup, crowded by the edge of the liquid pool in the peony lush imperial garden.

The emperor is old, so naturally it is impossible to choose a concubine for him, but his favorite youngest son, Feng Qiao, King Anle.

The emperor loves this little son very much, King Anle has not been to the fief for all these years, first, because the emperor is not worried about his younger son, and second, this arrogant little prince has not yet married a wife.

So far, the backyard is empty, there is not even a filling room to relieve boredom, and there are not even too many palace maids in the entire palace.

It is rumored that King Anle does not like women.

King Anle doesn't care about these rumors, but someone does, such as King Anle's mother.

Out of helplessness, Feng Qiao had no choice but to tell the outside world that the woman he liked was unique, alluring, and most importantly, she felt it at a glance.

And in his life, he will marry her.

Although this sentence broke the rumor that King Anle didn't like women, it became an after-dinner chat among the people.

There are thousands of women in the world, each one is unique, and King An Le is the most favored prince, his fortune must be overwhelming, but the last requirement is difficult to meet.

At first glance.

Who knows what type of prince who even has only a handful of palace maids likes.

Feng Qiao's sentence is equivalent to a lottery ticket, everyone is possible, but it seems that everyone is impossible. Every aristocratic lady is about to move, and the rumors of King Anle have just passed, and there is a new happy event that the emperor personally chose Fujin for King Anle.

Think about it, the emperor is at the age of King Anle, and the children can play soy sauce, and King Anle is willing to wait for the woman who fell in love at first sight, but the emperor and Taihou will not be willing. In the feudal country, which family has only one hostess, so people don't take the words of King Anle to marry only one person to heart, just as a young maniac and a courtship.

But after marriage, there is firewood, rice, oil, salt, ginger, vinegar and tea, where is there anything to love or not to love. As women grow old and decrepit, men will go out to find some tender grass to taste.

The emperor apparently also took his younger son's words as a deaf ear.

Therefore, once the opening of the palace among the nobles of the feudal country to elect Fu Jin Hao began. It doesn't matter if you choose a wife or not, the important thing is that you choose.

Queen Anle's backyard is empty, and the probability of selection is extremely high, as long as someone has a daughter who is selected, she will definitely not be sealed too low.

At worst, even if it is a filling room, but the filling of the most favored prince is the position of the noble concubine after entering the palace.

So all the families who received the edict of choosing a concubine paid special attention to it, and the show girls sent to the palace to participate in the election were all talented and beautiful daughters in the family.

The girls are fresh and light, like the morning dew on the flowers, each with its own characteristics, which is dizzying.

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old Taiwei family's facial features had just grown, and she was sent to the palace by her father's lively and lovely dress.

The turquoise emerald smoke shirt, the scattered flower mist and green grass pleated skirt, the body is dressed in the emerald water thin smoke veil, the shoulders are shaved into the waist, and the skin is like a condensed fat gas like a quiet orchid. Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn. The wind bun dews the sideburns, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring, the skin is delicate and soft like a warm jade, the cherry mouth is not dotted and red, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes turn wisely, a little naughty, a little naughty, a light green long skirt, the waist is not full of a hand, so beautiful that it is so flawless, so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

The daughter of the deputy general, who usually does not like to be in the limelight, also participated in this draft, and she was dressed up today, with a light pink carved silk cheongsam, walking and swaying, like a peach blossom blooming in winter, delicate and moving. The flag bun is inserted with rose-purple palace flowers, which reflects the skin like cream. She turned her face to see herself, the pear socket at the corner of her mouth loomed, and the chestnut red ears on the flag head fluttered in the wind with her smile. Coquettish and boneless.

There is no custom of mourning for three years, and the daughter of the Shangjia family has just died of her mother, and she was sent to the palace by her father.

Like the daughter of the deputy general, she doesn't like luxury in her daily life, and she is plain and indifferent. , without a bit of presence. Today, I wore heavy makeup, smoky eyebrows, condensed lips, and swept away the haggard of the right talent. A rose-colored silver magpie wears a flower cheongsam, a water-red satin vest is set on the outside, two goldree earrings hang on the cheeks and are dazzling, only the white jasmine hairpin on the side of the bun reveals the elegance of the hairpin. At this moment, she is bright and moving, and she is amazing.

In a group of flowers, there are always a few particularly outstanding Qingli. The woman squatting and teasing the small fish by the Taiye Pool was dressed in a white dress like a light gauze, as if she was in the smoke and fog, and her body was shrouded in a layer of light smoke and mist, which seemed to be real and illusory, but she was not a person in the world, except for the long hair like a waterfall hanging down, and her whole body was snow-white. The posture is beautiful and elegant, smiling, really like the first child of a different flower, beautiful jade is dizzy, bright and beautiful. Although the candlelight was like a glow, there was still no blood on her face. It is beautiful and vulgar, as if it does not eat the fireworks of the world, it is really beautiful, clear and cold.

Dressed in a white floor-length skirt, the hem of the big shirt is embroidered with pink patterns, the arms are covered with a long cigarette Luo purple silk, and the waist is thin, tied with a light blue jade brocade belt. The jet-black hair was tied up with a lilac ribbon, and a few strands of hair fell mischievously down his shoulders, lining the skin that could be broken by the snap of his fingers even whiter. The face is not powdered, but it is fresh and moving.

This is the first time that Emperor Tianxi has chosen a concubine since he ascended the throne, and the show girls gathered beside the Taiye Pool, waiting for the emperor and King Anle to look at each other.

"Look, that's the emperor."

A beautiful girl with a silk handkerchief covered the corners of her mouth, several girls hurriedly squeezed to the edge of the liquid pool, and looked from a distance, the person in the emperor's chariot carried by ten people was dressed in a black robe with a red ribbon, on the dragon seat, a slender handsome man leaned on the back of the chair, a lazy body, a black hair without any restraints, casually draped behind him, deep eyes made people unable to see emotions, the corners of the mouth with an unpredictable smile, a dark robe was half open, revealing a part of the wheat-colored strong chest, and the body revealed bohemianism, Evil and arrogant atmosphere. The golden flags fluttered, and the face could not be seen clearly in a hazy way, but just by looking at the figure, he knew that he was a handsome man.

"Oh my God, is that the emperor? That's pretty too, isn't it...... Also, King Anle is known as unparalleled in the world, both in appearance and temperament in the feudal country, his father, our emperor, must have been a beautiful man when he was young. Sure enough, the older a man gets, the more temperamental he becomes", a woman next to her echoed, with a yearning look in her eyes. "I heard my grandfather say that when the emperor first ascended the throne, he was handsome and unparalleled, and he fascinated most of the women in the feudal country. My grandfather said that at that time, the Son of Heaven was wearing a soap-colored imperial robe, and the black flat crown on the crown of heaven was swaying, and the white jade bead curtain hanging from the edge of the black curtain covered his elegant and handsome face, which made people feel that the power of heaven was unpredictable, although he could not see his face clearly, but he could imagine that those brown eyes must be as plain as water as usual, but cold as frost. ”

The first woman looked at her sideways, covered her mouth with a fan, and whispered in her ear: "Okay, okay, put away your saliva, what you said is the same as what you have seen, you just said that you are not the king of Anle and do not marry, so quickly changed the hexagram, tsk, women's hearts, the needle under the sea."

The voice was small, but it was close to each other, and a few of the concubines next to him smiled when they heard it.

It seems that the people in the emperor also laughed quietly.

The laughed woman's face turned into a cloud of colored clouds, and she just wanted to bury her face behind the fan, when she suddenly remembered something, and her face changed.

Since ancient times, only the emperor in the palace can sit in the imperial chariot, the queen mother has a special phoenix, even the most favored concubine or minister, at most can only sit in an ordinary sedan chair, but her grandfather told her that the rules of this palace have changed a little, that is, King Anle is also allowed to travel by emperor!

It's just because King An Le once said to the Queen Mother that the emperor chariot is more comfortable than other sedan chairs. Since then, the Imperial Palace has become a unique means of travel for the palace of the King of Anle.

Think about the man's muscular figure......

She suddenly sighed, her fingers trembled, and she pointed at the emperor and said, "This is not the emperor, this is the king of Anle!" ”

As if in response to her words, Feng Qiao got off the emperor and sat on the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The girls were annoyed and re-took care of their temples and tidied up their clothes, but no matter how gorgeous the beads and gems were, they couldn't match their appearance compared to the ninety-five supreme who sat leisurely in the pavilion.

I saw a man in red sitting in the overwhelming red maple pavilion. His long inky hair obscured his face, but just by looking at his figure, he knew that this person's appearance was unparalleled.

At this time, the man stretched his waist and brushed away the green silk, revealing a face that was world-sour, a pair of seductive eyes, which made people can't help but sink into it at a glance, and even the woman's jealous face had a hint of evil smile on her lips, which was both dangerous and couldn't help but get close to him It will only remind people of one thing, the blooming flowers on the other side.

From a distance, An Le Wang, who was sitting in the Huxin Pavilion, had his black hair scattered, his eyelashes drooped, and the corners of his lips had a cold and light smile that should not be on this occasion, slightly raised, the thin lips that seemed to be smiling were bright like roses, and the green silk on the side of his ears was scattered and a small piece of skin as smooth as jade was revealed in the shadows.

His eyes are as clear as crystals immersed in water, but the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and the charming and pure pupils and bewitching eyes are wonderfully fused into a very beautiful style, a pair of phoenix eyes, as deep as obsidian, slightly squinted, in the streamer is a thin lazy alienation, the nose is high and beautiful, and the lips are as thin as a knife.

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