Chapter 8 I, I'm not a broken sleeve

Dressed in an orange dress, yellow line hooks, peony blossoms, gorgeous atmosphere, golden step shaking, bright yellow glass, red lips slightly hooked, thick eyelashes, deep eyes, eyes between the flow of light, proud of the world.

She was followed by a green-clad maid, and it was obvious that the voice had just come from the maid.

Lou Jingxuan seemed to see the savior, three steps and two steps, ran to the woman's side, pulled up her sleeves, hid behind her, probed, and looked at Qing Ning with a little smugness.

Qing Ning raised her head, her eyes were all on the woman in orange, the Lou family was powerful, Lou Jingxuan called her sister, then she was the other master of the harem, Lou Zhaoyi.

Everyone in Moling knows that in the harem, Queen Zhu is the favored crown of the six palaces, and no one can reach it, but Lou Zhaoyi is the power of the government and the opposition, and the supreme honor.

Qing Ning immediately understood that although the two Yan Lou families were equally powerful, they had never clashed head-on, and they were afraid that they would lose both!

She knew that this person should not be touched, so she squatted down slightly and saluted: "Yan Qingning has seen Zhaoyi Niangniang"

"The girl oppressed her brother first, and assassinated the palace last, how should this crime be punished" Lou Zhaoyi, Lou Qi opened her mouth to speak, her voice was as beautiful as a pearl falling on a jade plate, but with a lot of threats.

Qing Ning's heart was shocked, just now, except for a few of them, the courtyard was empty, at this time, even if she opened her mouth tens of millions, she was afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish the facts.

There was silence on both sides, and the air around them fell into a mysterious silence, like a fragment of ice, and if either side collapsed, the jade would be burned.

"Xiao Wang has seen Zhaoyi Niangniang" Not long after, a voice sounded behind itself, born pure, but for the first time, Qing Ning felt at ease.

Mu Ling arched his hand behind Qing Ning and said with a smile: "This is the violinist invited by Xiao Wang today, and he is also a friend of Xiao Wang.

The people of the Yan family, I am afraid that the new lady of the Yan family who the emperor has recently investigated, whether it is from the Lou Yan family or the emperor, they can't be too embarrassed by her at this time.

Lou Qi smiled, bewitching, and said: "Okay, since you are a friend of the ninth brother, this palace will not pursue it."

Say goodbye and turn around. Between the steps, the wind blows the butterfly shadow, taking away the spring color of the garden.

said that he let it go, but Lou Zhaoyi was never such a good person.

In the main hall, it is divided into four columns and ten rows, forty tables, and the banquet is for the whole city to be more than two grades.

Lou Qi's seat is in the front row of the right-hand column. Attend banquets on behalf of the royal family. The pianist's bandstand is on the main stage, next to Lou Qi.

Qing Ning tried the piano and tuning before the banquet started as usual. When he was about to come down, he was called to Lou Qi's side by a voice: "Piano master, this palace is a little thirsty".

However, who knows that pouring tea and water has never been the pianist's job, and Lou Qi made it clear that he was deliberately embarrassed.

Qing Ning didn't make a sound, walked over and picked up a teacup, and before she could take the teapot, she saw the maid next to Lou Qi leaning towards her with a teapot.

At the moment, you can't hide, hide, there will be a next time.

The hot tea slanted down like an infusion, and poured on Qing Ning's jade-white skin, and the slender fingers that were already slightly blood-colored suddenly turned red.

"Sister" Lou Jingxuan shouted, as if he couldn't stand it, and Qing Ning saw that his eyes were undisguised distressed.

Qing Ning's heart moved, and sure enough, the child's heart, no matter how domineering he is, the essence is still kind. She endured it with her head down, the numbing pain that seemed to swallow up the sensation in her hand.

Finally, the maid poured half a teapot of tea, stopped, and in the gap between her raising her hand, Qing Ning quickly raised her eyes and threw the teacup in her hand fiercely.

It was the teapot in her hand that hit, the teacup and teapot broke at the same time, and the hot tea was quickly poured on the maid, impartially.

Qing Ning's strength was controlled very well, and the tea was not poured on Lou Jingxuan, because he was just a kind child, and he was not poured on Lou Qi, because she knew how to be measured.

The maid screamed, tears immediately flashed in her eyes, she looked at Lou Qi, and pointed at Niangniang to vent her anger.

But who knew that Lou Qi turned his eyes and glanced at her, and said coldly: "Bai has been with the palace for so many years, and even the tea is not good, so there is no need to follow in the future."

The maid's face was like ashes in an instant, she froze in place, and was driven out by Lou Zhaoyi, I am afraid that no one will dare to ask her anymore.

Lou Qi couldn't get used to the maid's style, a few days ago, the maid used a scheme to frame her original personal maid, and she had to stay by her side, okay, then let her taste what it was like to stay by her side.

When the maid was worried, Lou Qi's next sentence sent her to hell completely.

"The maid was careless and injured Miss Yan, so it is better to leave it to Miss Yan to deal with."

The harem court, the fight is endless, and the people who can win in both places are really extraordinary, and they can be seen in a few words.

Qing Ning smiled symbolically and said: "That's Niangniang's maidservant, it's better for Niangniang to dispose of it herself." Qing Ning accidentally ruined Niangniang's tea, so Niangniang asked the shopkeeper to serve another pot. With that, he turned to leave, his tone respectful, but he did not show weakness at all.

Lou Jingxuan looked at this proud woman motionlessly, with a peerless posture that made people dare not blaspheme.

Lou Qi sighed lightly in her heart, this Yan Qingning, who endured until the end before making a move, also made her admire.

After the woman walked out, the doorman outside shouted again: "Yan Shangshu ordered ___" I don't know how much Yan Yezhi saw in the scene just now.

In the ice room in the backyard, Mu Ling brought a basin of water for Qing Ning and put a lot of ice cubes in it in order to relieve the injuries on his hands. When Mu Ling touched her left wrist, Qing Ning retracted her hand suddenly.

Mu Ling's eyes flowed, better than the bright night pearl that night, and immediately realized, maybe, that was the mark, he didn't move again, just put her hand in the ice water.

Qing Ning instinctively was wary of Mu Ling, her eyes were raised, and she only glanced at Mu Ling, his deep eyes didn't distinguish between truth and falsehood, but she saw worry, Mu Ling, worried about her? How so?

When he looked at it again, his eyes were still deep, and he couldn't distinguish emotions. Maybe I've just seen my eyes!

Qing Ning came back to his senses and said to Mu Ling, "Your Highness, help me find a silk glove, I want high-quality heavenly silk." ”

Yes, only the coldness of the finest celestial silk can keep her tune unaffected.

"I can find another luthier, don't force it"

"It's only a quarter of an hour, it's too late," Qing Ning's tone could not be refused.

"Okay" Mu Ling responded.

But who doesn't know that silk gloves are much more difficult to find than violinists these days.

When she said this, she knew that Mu Ling had the ability to find both things in a quarter of an hour, but she did not want to show weakness to the enemy, and even though the pain was unbearable, she wanted to show them the best side.

And Mu Ling also understands that a proud woman like her will never admit defeat. He was willing, this time, to preserve her pride.

I don't know when, there is such an inexplicable tacit understanding between them, maybe in some aspects, they are really very similar!

Between the banquets, the red Luo red mantle, everyone who came to participate had a thick smile on their faces.

Everyone said that the king of Changning was a first-class prince when the emperor was in power, and after the new emperor ascended the throne, except for the title, the rest did not change, chanting poems and making the moon all day long, so unhappy.

However, witnessing the cannibalism of relatives and the tragic death of lovers with their own eyes, this kind of pain, how sad it is for a person to bury quietly.

Getting married as usual is just a formality for him.

The atmosphere of the banquet was joyful, and a song of phoenix seeking a phoenix could not be more suitable.

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it.

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

Helpless beauty, not on the east wall.

………………

The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow.

At the end of the song, there were always a few lonely figures at the banquet, among them, the most dazzling was Lou Zhaoyi. A song of phoenixes begging for phoenixes, one by one, hurts whose heart? Whose eyes are wet?