Everyone admired Dongfang Li and Han Luoxi, but they didn't expect that such a literary genius could appear in a general, and the other Oriental girl also added a lot to the Dawangfu.

The eldest prince Qi Shihao's face was already happy.

Qi Shi'an watched quietly on the side, his face was still unfazed, and he couldn't see joy or joy.

It's like a pebble by the stream, do you say this stone is happy or sad?

Who knows?

In addition, there are a lot of people who speak coldly and coldly, who are people from the Han Mansion who came out of Luoxi.

General Han Ding was surrounded by many scholars vying to ask about the fourth lady in the house.

In addition to speaking coldly, Han Ding kept his mouth shut.

So that everyone can't scratch their heads.

Isn't it strange that his daughter is in the limelight, and her father has such an attitude?

The eldest lady only cared about chatting with other women, and if someone praised the fourth lady for her outstanding literary skills in person, the eldest lady would seem to have not heard it.

The second lady did not come today, and it seems that she is not feeling well.

The third lady was sick for eight out of ten days, and it was impossible for her to appear on such an occasion.

Han Ruosi was the only one who obviously put her mood on her face.

"What is she, this poem must not have been written by her, maybe it was plagiarized by whom?"

When she said this, everyone looked at each other and laughed, and then ignored her.

Han Ruosi became a loner.

Han Luoxi has been looking at the Nine Princes with a blank look.

Qi Shi'an was chatting and laughing with everyone, and he didn't seem to notice the tail-like eyes behind him.

He would sometimes go to another "Han Luoxi" to gently give her a cup of tea, or to tidy up her slightly scattered hair.

Han Luoxi was so jealous that she clenched her fists to suppress her emotions, she didn't know what her mood was now.

Sour and bitter seem to be a bit more.

Many people came over to get to know this talented girl, but Han Luoxi was in a low mood, and she said to a maid, "I am suddenly unwell, you and the eldest prince will be informed!" ”

After speaking, he avoided everyone's eyes and left the hall silently.

She suddenly felt her eyes blur, and a tear slid down her cheek and into her mouth.

Bitter, astringent, salty!

Very good! It's very much in line with her mood right now.

"Han Luoxi! Why do you want to come here, your life is out of your own hands, you can only be at the mercy of others, the person you like can no longer like it, watching him make love to others, and you are helpless! ”

Luoxi walked along the corridor to the inner courtyard, passed a rockery stone cave, and came to a bamboo forest.

She found a flat place to sit down.

Holding a bamboo leaf in his hand and putting it to his mouth, he slowly blows a tune out of tune.

Suddenly, there was a melodious sound of bamboo flute overhead, and the sound of the flute was melodious and resounding through the sky.

Han Luoxi couldn't help but stand up and look for the source of the flute.

The sound of the flute seems to be nearby, and it seems to be far away when you listen carefully.

"Han Luoxi! You idiot, it's not worth crying for that person! You're here just to have fun! Because you're just a passerby! Don't take anything seriously! Luoxi began to feel sad again.

This flute is supposed to be a sad tune.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"It must be an entertainer performing in the front room! Good level! ”

Han Luoxi took out a short knife from her arms and cut a thin bamboo branch, which she held in her hand like a soft sword.

Han Luoxi had a soft sword in his hand, jumped forward suddenly, drew his sword and sprinted, his posture was beautiful and he did not lose his momentum.

She spun and leaped, flew up, and slammed her sword into the sky.

With the sound of the wind, it seems to be a fierce horse galloping.

Suddenly, he heard something flying behind him, Han Luoxi turned his body and used a bamboo sword to block it.

With a "poof", a stone struck the sword.

"Dongfang Li! When will you be a soft sword? A voice floated overhead.

As the sound stopped, a man in white appeared behind him.

A tall, fair-skinned man with a silver mask on his face and long flowing hair draped over his back and shoulders.

"Who are you?" Han Luoxi asked.

"Guess!" The visitor narrowed his eyes and seemed to be smiling.

"You guessed it, there's candy to eat!"

The man in white held a bamboo flute in his hand and picked up Luoxi's lower forehead, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"You're not Ah Li?!" The man in white stepped forward and grabbed Luoxi's neck, "Say it quickly!" Who are you? Why do you pretend to be Ah Li? Where is Ah Li now? ”

Han Luoxi stretched out his bamboo sword and pointed it at the man's eyes, raised his leg and kicked it towards the man's face.

The man involuntarily let go of the hand that was holding Rakushi's throat and dodged his figure backwards.

Luoxi turned around and swept the man who had just stood firmly.

"Hey! There's something to say! The man shouted when he saw that something was wrong.

"Who are you?" Han Luoxi pointed a soft sword at the man and asked.

"Ah Li is my sister! I'm Dongfang Yu!" The man said.

"Your disguise technique is obviously Ah Li's style, why did she let you pretend to be her?" Dongfang Yu pondered Luoxi's face, full of doubts.

"Go ask your good sister!" Han Luo Xiqi didn't have a good airway.

"Oh? I see, you swapped, and it was forced by Ah Li!" Dongfang Yu knocked his head with a bamboo flute, frowned and said, "This is her old method, it's too old!" It's so old! No growth at all! He shook his head as he spoke.

"Does she do that often?" Luoxi asked.

"Hmmm! She's done all the bad things! Don't you know? But ......," he said, pausing and glancing at the west.

"But what?" Luoxi asked.

"It's just a little bit worse than me!" Dongfang Yu said and gently hugged Luoxi's waist, "I'm worse than her!" As soon as the words fell,

"Smack!" A crisp mouth slapped against Dongfang Yu's mask.

The mask fell to the ground, revealing a stunningly handsome face, fair skin, a pair of beautiful eyes with single eyelids, a towering nose, and thin and sexy red lips.

"A man is so bewitching!" Luoxi said disdainfully.

"But he's really handsome!" Luoxi couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"You woman is so spicy! But I like it! Dongfang Yumei smiled and picked up the mask, wiped it clean and put it in her arms.

"We have a custom in Gaorong, if a woman takes off a man's mask, she likes him and must marry him!" Dongfang Yu smiled and said, "Wife, what do you look like?" That's right, wife! What is your name? ”

"Shut up! More nonsense! Be careful I cut off your head and kick it as a ball!" Han Luoxi said viciously.

"Wife! Your disguised face is already collapsing soon, so let me change it for you, okay? Saying that, Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand to Luoxi's face.

"Shut up!" Luoxi Road.

"Can you really turn my face back?" Luo Xi stared at Dongfang Yudao suspiciously.

"This is natural! I'm separated from the East! She will, I will!" Dongfang Yu restrained his smile and said with a straight face.

"Wouldn't it be nice if someone could help me turn myself back, whoever he is?" Luoxi thought to himself.

Dongfang Yu saw that Luoxi had no objection, he smiled again and took Luoxi into his arms, caressed Luoxi's cheek with one hand, and pecked Luoxi's lips coldly.

Quickly release "Haha!" Laughing.