Just when the sisters of the Nan family entered the Shilang Mansion.

Gong Zheng

The palace is splendid, high and low, the palace ladies shuttle in an orderly manner in the verandah of carved dragons and phoenixes, the scenery of the imperial garden is beautiful, and the wealth of a dynasty is extremely exhausted.

A young man wearing a bright yellow dragon pattern brocade robe stood in a mountain pavilion high in the imperial garden, teasing a gray-white Haidongqing with smooth fur.

Cheng Zai brought a bowl of raw chicken thighs and said respectfully: "There is news from outside that the Nan family has entered the imperial city, and Nan Baoyi temporarily lives in the Shilang Mansion of the Ministry of Rites. ”

She spoke, and quietly raised her eyes to look at Chu Huainan.

In the apricot eyes, I love it very much.

Chu Huainan picked up a piece of tender raw meat with tongs and watched Hai Dongqing swallow it in one bite.

The curvature of his lips was gentle, "I will place an invitation for Lonely, invite the Lord of Baoyi to the Prince's Mansion, and Lone wants to take her to see Hai Dongqing." Tell her again that Lone is willing to accompany her to visit the snow scene of Shengjing. ”

"Yes......"

Cheng Zai responded with regret, and hesitated to admonish: "His Royal Highness likes Nan Baoyi, but Nan Baoyi is already Xiao Yi's fiancée. If you want to win over Xiao Yi and the Nan family, you might as well consider Nan Baozhu? ”

She is sincerely planning for Chu Huainan.

Chu Huainan stroked Hai Dongqing's feathers, and his voice was gentle: "Before I met her, Gu might be okay." But when I met her, I didn't want to settle again. Even if she already has a fiancé, Lonely, she is still willing to try. ”

The wind was blowing.

The fine snow fell on Chu Huainan's eyelashes, this man who was as warm as jade, without the city and depth that a prince of a country should have, laughed like a child.

Cheng Zai pouted.

She said: "In Shengjing City, there are no courtiers who are willing to stand on your side...... You are still so bent on going your own way, it's really caries. ”

Chu Huainan chuckled.

He turned and took the bowl full of raw meat.

He took out a double-strand golden hairpin from his arms and sent it to Cheng Zaixi, "Today is your birthday, your relatives are no longer there, this hairpin should be sent to you as a birthday gift." ”

Cheng Zai held the golden hairpin.

If it was in the past, she would have been very happy and proud when she received the golden hairpin rewarded by His Royal Highness.

But now......

She looked at Chu Huainan.

He began to look at the snow of Miyagi again.

He is the crown prince of gold and jade, but he is so lonely.

Cheng Zaixi stood silently behind him, and the admiration in his eyes was even greater.

Deep in the harem.

The palace maid rolled up the felt curtain.

The palace ladies carried red lacquer trays and respectfully stepped into the temple threshold.

The fire dragon in the hall burned very strongly, and it was also smoked with a strong sweet peony flower fragrance.

Mahogany openwork chaise longue, under the horizontal window.

The gorgeous and precious peony folded branch pattern Song Jin, from the chaise longue couch to the ground, not an inch of beauty lying on the pile of Song Jin, white skin is better than snow, black hair piles of clouds.

She slowly cocked her legs, and her toes, painted with dancôme, hooked the luxurious woven gold light veil, if there seemed to be no hidden subtlety, it showed a thousand styles.

Her skin was tight, her figure was slender, and only the fine lines at the corners of her eyes when she smiled betrayed her true age of nearly forty.

A pair of slender and cold white hands fell on her waist.

The pearl cream is blurred on the fingertips, and the skin is absorbed in a circular motion.

The person kneeling on the couch has a long posture, wears a navy blue background smoke ripple official robe, wears a string of ebony beads around his neck, red lips and white teeth, high nose and narrow eyes, like a beautiful young man depicted by Gongbi.

Gu Chongshan lowered his eyebrows, "This strength, is Niangniang still satisfied?" ”

"You have served this palace for many years, how can this palace be dissatisfied. Nan Baoyi has entered the city? ”

"Yes, now I live in Nanshilang Mansion temporarily."

Gu Chongshan's fingertips traveled along her waist.

"Xin'er who killed the palace, she even dared to appear in Shengjing......"

The corners of Jiang Guifei's lips pursed into a sneer, "On the Yuan Festival, she will definitely attend the palace banquet." Gu Chongshan, this palace wants her to be ruined, and she can't die well! ”

The excessively long eyelashes cover the deep emotions in the man's pupils.

Gu Chongshan curled his red lips and said yes gently.

Jiang Guifei turned over lazily.

She hooked Gu Chongshan's neck, her eyes were like silk, and her voice was soft: "Since I came back from Jinguan City, the nine thousand years old in this palace seems to have changed a person...... Gu Chongshan, how long have you not served the palace? ”

Gu Chongshan always lowered his eyes.

In his mind, Nan Baoyi's voice and smile inexplicably appeared.

His thin lips opened lightly: "Didn't Mixia serve a good lady?" All the methods of serving the mother of the slave have been taught to him. ”

Jiang Guifei was very keen: "Are you rejecting this palace?" ”

"Minions don't dare—"

"Lies!"

Jiang Guifei raised her hand and slapped him viciously.

Gu Chongshan got up and stayed down, kneeling beside his feet expressionlessly.

"Dead gelding, rootless dogs! This palace can promote you to become the overseer of the West Factory, or it can send you back to the cold palace! You're nothing but a dog under the throne of the main house! Gu Chongshan, it is your honor to serve this palace! ”

She used her toes to provoke Gu Chongshan's jaw in humiliation.

She commanded in a deep voice: "Kiss this palace." ”

Gu Chongshan's eyebrows are like mountains.

For a long time, he held Jiang Guifei's feet.

He kissed her instep and down her leg.

Jiang Guifei lay on the couch, hooked his neck with one hand, and leaned her red lips to his neck and ears with satisfaction, "This is a good dog who is obedient......"

An hour later.

The palace maid picks open the felt.

Gu Chongshan stepped out of the palace threshold.

Hands have been carefully washed.

He stood under the porch, wiping his fingertips with a clean white handkerchief while looking at Miyagi indifferently.

It's snowing again......

The fine snow fluttered down from the cloud curtain on the horizon, turning everything in sight into pure white.

The ground is white and clean.

The force with which he wiped his fingertips gradually increased.

The tails of his eyes gradually flushed with blood.

He threw away the white handkerchief.

On the white jade carved railing, a thin layer of fine snow accumulated.

He reached out and touched the drizzle.

Touching the cold, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

Some things are out of reach.

The eunuch who followed behind was full of distress: "The overseer ......"

"Go and send a post to Nanshilang's mansion and invite her to participate in the Shangyuan Festival palace banquet three days later."

"Yes......"

Because of King Jing's son, Nan Baoyi's reputation is quite loud in Shengjing.

Almost all the magnates were curious about this county lord from Shu County.

However, it was only half a day after arriving in Shengjing, and the invitations of each family flew like snowflakes to the Shilang Mansion of the Ministry of Rites.

Flower Hall.

Nanjin and Nanchun looked at the table full of invitations, and their expressions could not hide their envy.

Nan Jin opened one privately and exclaimed: "It's actually an invitation from the Prince's Mansion!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited her to the Prince's Mansion to watch the birds, and also took her to visit the snow scene in Shengjing! Mother, Nan Baoyi is the fiancée of King Jing's son, she is so indecent, she has to go to the prince's mansion to watch the birds! ”

"The invitation of the eldest princess, the invitation of the daughter of the Song Taishi, the invitation of the girl of the Jin family......" Nanchun opened the post one by one, "This is the invitation to the palace banquet of the Shangyuan Festival in the palace!" ”

"What?!" Nan Jin snatched it, "Sure enough, it's an invitation to the palace banquet!" Mother, we are not qualified to enter the palace, Nan Baoyi can go! ”

Liu Shi drank tea and said with a smile: "What's so difficult about entering the palace?" Cut off the post and enter the palace instead of her. At that time, Nan Baoyi was sick and could not participate in the palace banquet. ”