"Hmm. With a grim expression, he handed me the jug full of wine, "The jug is yours." ”

"Thank you," I took a sip, slightly sweet and clear, "good wine, what's the name?"

"Drunken flowers. Murong Xi stretched out his hand, gently pulled the wine jug out of my hand, raised his head to take a sip, and then stuffed it back into my hand.

Isn't the value of this world incompatible with men and women? How could he drink a pot of wine with me, a boudoir girl who is not very familiar with me, so naturally? I stared at the spout of the wine jug in my hand, and then looked at his red lips, how could I feel as if I had taken advantage of him?!

"Under the Bodhi tree, Guanyin has long hair, and then?" he reminded me that it was time to speak.

I shook my head, shook the flask, and then pointed to the roasted venison: "In the world, only beautiful wine and delicious food should not be disappointed!"

He was stunned for a moment, his cold eyes instantly warmed, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and a shallow smile like a spring blossom bloomed in my eyes.

I sighed in my heart, a big man, laughing can be so charming and moving, how can I be embarrassed as a woman!

I took a bite of venison and said vaguely: "Murong Xi, you look good when you smile, remember to smile more in the future." ”

"Good. His meek nod, gentle and submissive, fascinated me so much that I almost choked on venison.

After a whole morning in the painting pavilion, I went back to the house for a nap contentedly. After waking up, I shrunk into the quilt and asked Mo Li: "That Murong Xi, what does it have to do with our family?

"Young Master Murong is from the Murong clan of Bingguan City," Mo Li's eyes were shining with *** love, "The Murong clan, whether male or female, is famous all over the world. Just because they're so long, they're so beautiful!"

"The eldest master is the young lady's father, when he was young, he once fell in love with a woman from the Murong family, but unfortunately the woman was married by someone else first. In less than two years, the woman gave birth to Young Master Murong Xi and passed away. It is said that because Young Master Murong was blamed by his father for killing his mother, he was raised in another courtyard since he was a child, and he had a very bad life!" Mo Li said: "And the eldest master was sad and wanted to die, but fortunately the woman sent a letter, and the old man went to the frontier when he saw it, and it took ten years to heal his emotional wounds, and after returning, he married the eldest lady and gave birth to Miss You." Therefore, Young Master Murong has a deep relationship with our family!"

I listened to it thoughtfully, and my father, who didn't smile at me, had such a sad past. The beauty of that woman must have sunk into the fish, just looking at the beauty of her son now, you can imagine it.

Things that cannot be loved are the most hurtful, and children without mothers are even more pitiful. Murong Xi's eyes were lowered, and the frost that followed him like a shadow was actually a bad portrayal of his life!

Grandpa specially set up a dinner party to entertain Murong Xi. Tonight was full of guests and the stage was noisy.

I sat in the women's seat across the screen, quietly looking at Murong Xi's noble and cold figure during the banquet alone, and my inexplicable sadness was like a bubbling spring, spreading in confusion.

He must grow up alone, without a trace of parental care, without enjoying a trace of innocence, day after day, year after year......

He bowed his head slightly, his bright eyes suddenly looked at me, looking at me quietly through the bustling noise, through the heavy gauze screens, and through the shadows of the clothes, as if he had been looking into my heart.

There was a commotion around him, and there was a soft sound of autumn wind blowing maple leaves, these were all words that couldn't help but had to suppress their voices. I know that in this kind of place where officials and relatives gather, the most important thing is whispering.

"What a handsome little Langjun! I have lived for decades, and today I have opened my eyes!"

"Isn't any of you worried about your son-in-law? Isn't this a godsend?"

"It's the most suitable girl to match my Aunt Shangshu's mother's family!

"I was happy in my heart, this good look, good figure, the old Duchess of Yang took the red line and came to hire my girl. ”

"Look at that temperament, it's also a good character, and my sister-in-law should also be eye-catching. ”

These aunts sitting around the big round table under the window, their speeches are true, and they don't know if the other party is willing to marry your girl, so they are judging and wasting their saliva there!

"Look! He's seen it!"

"Who is he?!"

"Whose son is he?"

"Hey, you're still looking at us?"

"What are you panicking about, and it doesn't have to be up to you!"

"It doesn't have to be you, is it?"

The girls at my table all expressed their panic and embarrassment, and they hurriedly pinched their handkerchiefs one by one, raised their fans, and half-covered their faces. Then one by one, his cheeks rose and he was dizzy, his eyes were shy, his posture was delicate, and his quarrel was gentle.

I was suddenly dizzy, and when I looked at Murong Xi, I felt resentment, why did I look so delicate, causing women to stare like black-boned chickens.

"Have you burned a glass cup in your house tonight? My house has burned a full eighty-eight glasses!" Finally, there was a voice that didn't need to find a son-in-law in his own family, and his relatives were not in a hurry to marry a girl, so he changed the topic, "Just take a good homonym!"

"Yes!" replied in a delicate and bright voice, raising three scales, "one hundred and eight glass lamps that burn every year in my house!"

"Mrs. Shangshu is a big hand," another echoing voice was also loud and loud, "The ninety-nine lamps that have only been burned in my house are intended to be safe and healthy for a long time." ”

So, the topic of the glass cup began to flood, I tilted my head and thought, what is the glass cup? Is it similar to a water lantern? It sounds like a blessing thing, it needs so many quantities, and the place where it is placed should be very large, right? It seems that all dynasties and dynasties are exactly the same, and they all cost money to buy face!

Seeing my grandfather get up and walk to the inner house, I hurriedly beckoned to Mo Li: "Go, you help me lift my skirt and go to block grandpa." This skirt is too fabric-intensive, and it's really inconvenient for her aunt!"

Blocking the grandfather who came out of the changed clothes, I twisted the candy sticking to the grandfather, and finally let him loosen: "You can only look in the carriage, you must bring a hat and a veil, the young lady of the Guogong Mansion shows her head, it is not decent! Also, you can only go out with a few more people!"

The sound of horses' hooves knocked on the street of Shiguan, crisp and beautiful. Mo Li Mo forgot to be so happy that he climbed the window to the side and peeked out, cheering again and again: "Wow!" and "Ah!"

"What do you see?" I asked, sighing, as agile as two little maidens lying on the carriage as two geckos. The whole head is wrapped into a rice dumpling, and it is difficult to move. The first veil, the second hat, and the third mantle, I felt like I was getting stuffy.

"Miss, there are a lot of glass cups!" Mo Forget's answer was simple, and I rolled my eyes: "I know there are many, Mo Li, what do you mean?"

Mo Li hurriedly turned around: "Miss, the glass cup of the rich and noble people is in the shape of a lotus flower, and there are also hydrangeas in ordinary people's homes, and a small strip in the shape of a poor family. It's all over the street!