Shen Yichao's gaze kept wandering between the cold smoke and Shen Yijue.

He had sensed that something was wrong before, but considering the huge disparity between the identities of Brother Ah and Han Yanliang, and Brother Ah had always been rational, he thought that Brother Ah would never fall in love with a cold woman.

But now it seems......

Could it be that Brother is really in love with the cold smoke?

It shouldn't be!

A famous son-in-law like Brother A, of course, has to marry a noble daughter from a family.

Even if he likes cold smoke, A-Niang will never agree to their marriage.

Thinking of this, Shen Yichao was inexplicably relieved again.

Wei Chuchu was different from what he thought.

She said angrily: "Brother, I am the bride of the Wei family, but since the day I entered the door, you have not given me a good face." Now that you are supporting outsiders and falling on my face, am I not the Shen family? Or is this vixen your Shen family?! ”

Shen Yijie said in a deep voice: "Open your mouth and close your mouth to the fox spirit, this is the upbringing of a famous lady of your Wei family?" ”

Shen Yichao immediately reminded: "Chu Chu, don't be rude to your brother." ”

Wei Chuchu snorted aggrievedly, turned his head and ran away.

Shen Yichao was helpless, so he had to apologize to his brother.

He looked at the cold smoke and coldness in a complicated way, and then went to chase Wei Chuchu.

After they left, Shen Yijie glanced at the cold dress.

He asked hesitantly, "Is it really not good-looking?" ”

Han Yan smiled and shook her skirt: "Then what do you say?" ”

"On that day, I was walking on the street, and I saw this Luo skirt embroidered with the word Fu hanging in the store, which looked very auspicious, so I wanted to buy it for you. Ah Di said, you have been rough for half your life, and you are a blessed person. So you have to have something good to do with you. ”

Shen Yijue is an understatement.

The cold smoke was cold, but he was slightly stunned.

Shen Yijue avoided her gaze, turned around and walked to the backyard: "Go and celebrate the birthday of the eldest princess." ”

Han Yanliang stared at his back, and raised his hand to pin a lock of sideburns behind his ear.

She looked back and winked at Nan Baoyi: "I'm leaving!" ”

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She watched the Shen family's big drama and was very satisfied.

Out of the girl's intuition, she felt that Da Shen seemed to have a little meaning to Boss Han, and she didn't need to worry too much about Boss Han's situation in the Shen family.

She took out the green orange from her bosom and peeled it off while looking at the Basho Pavilion.

The bamboo curtain is rolled high, and a small red clay stove for cooking wine is placed in the pavilion.

The people who sat around the pavilion and had fun were all the highest-ranking young people in the imperial city.

The Zhao sisters are also there.

Zhao Xiaoman held his cheeks and said with a lively smile: "Why doesn't Sister Zhining speak?" Back then, your pipa was the most tactful, Sister Wen Tong's white silk dance was the most wonderful, my sister's zither was the most exciting, and the two Ning sisters' golden stone chimes were the most elegant and dignified...... Sister Zhining, since you are holding the pipa, why don't you play a song for us? ”

Everyone in the pavilion frowned one after another.

When former friends get together, of course, they can play the piano and laugh.

But now that there is a huge disparity in status, Zhao Xiaoman asked Wen Zhining to play the pipa, obviously treating her as a laughing musician.

Zhao Xiaoman is too mean.

"What, don't want to?" Zhao Xiaoman tilted his head, "Sister Zhining, you are now just a flower girl in my Zhao Family Teaching Workshop, we are willing to talk to you to reward your face." Do you think that you are still the fiancée of the Third Highness? Your Highness and my sister have a marriage contract, Sister Zhining, if you are sensible, you should play a song for them to congratulate them. ”

Wen Zhining still knelt still.

Her cheeks were lightly pressed against the lute, and her watery eyes were full of confusion.

Xiao Zi twisted the card in his hand.

The long eyelashes that hang low hide the emotions in the pupils.

Next to him sat Zhao Jinghong.

The girl rolled up her sleeves and indifferently added tea for him: "Xiaoman, don't say a word." ”

"Sister, did I say the wrong thing? Although you and Wen Tong are handkerchiefs, the rebellion of the Wen family is a fact, after Wen Zhining is a criminal minister, what qualifications does she have to sit with us again? Back then, she slapped the Third Highness in public, scolded the Third Highness for not distinguishing between black and white, and tore up the marriage certificate in public to humiliate His Highness, what kind of thing is she? ”

"Xiaoman!"

"Sister, don't worry about me, if you don't let her know the power of our Zhao family today, she will covet the Third Highness in the future!" Zhao Xiaoman was speechless, "Wen Zhining, our circle is no longer something you can integrate into, do you understand?!" ”

Wen Zhining hung his head.

The thin white fingertips tightly clasped the purple sandalwood pipa, and she stared at the strings blankly, unable to comprehend Zhao Xiaoman's words.

Zhao Xiaoman was annoyed: "You-"

"That's enough."

A gloomy voice sounded slowly.

Xiao Zizhong buckled the teacup on the low case.

The hot tea that had just been poured spread along the lines of the dwarf case, dripping all over the ground.

His voice was cold: "Except for Zhao Xiaoman, everyone here knows very well the truth about the Wen family's rebellion. After all, when the beacon tower was gathered, all of you were present. ”

I don't know what I remembered, but the atmosphere in the pavilion gradually became solemn and solemn.

"The main hall still remembers that when we climbed the beacon tower hand in hand, we were young and pointed out the country. The imperial brother said that he wanted to overthrow this gloomy court, and he wanted to create a prosperous era that belonged to our young people, a prosperous era that belonged to the family and the poor family, and a real prosperous era of Datong.

"We made such a careful plan, we thought that the imperial brother and the Wen family would be able to take the palace smoothly, but we unexpectedly fell into an ambush."

Xiao Zizhong's gaze swept everyone's eyes one by one.

He bent his fingers and knocked on the dwarf case: "Someone has told the truth." ”

The crowd was silent.

Among them, there are Langjun of the Zhou family, sisters of Zhenguo Mansion, Wen Zhining, Zhao Jinghong, and the two children of the Pei family.

Xiao Zizhong personally poured a glass of wine and slowly poured it on the ground.

He tilted his head, his phoenix eyes were scarlet, and he stared at everyone with a smile: "This cup of wine is a tribute to the emperor's brother and sister-in-law, the Wen family, and the innocent people who died in the palace change." Whistleblowers, deserve death! ”

Langjun of the Zhou family poured a glass of wine.

He followed Xiao Zizhong's example and poured the wine on the ground: "Informer, deserve to die!" ”

Seeing this, others followed suit.

No one will admit that they are whistleblowers.

Zhao Xiaoman panicked.

She had no idea that there were secrets hidden behind them!

She grabbed Zhao Jinghong's sleeve: "Sister? ”

Zhao Jinghong ignored her, lowered his eyes, poured the wine on the ground, and whispered: "Informer, be ...... dead"

Nan Baoyi quietly finished eating the orange.

She was a little far away from Basho Pavilion, and she could only see who they seemed to be paying tribute to, but she couldn't hear the conversation at all.

……

The other side.

Nan Baozhu sat alone in the garden, staring at the snow all over the garden.

In the depths of the flower path, two people staggered over.

Zhao Jialangjun was supported by the little maid, and scolded and said: "My sister is going to be a queen in the future, who dares to throw my face?!" Don't look at the current scenery of the Zhenguo Mansion, the new emperor will ascend the throne in the future, and he will definitely not be able to compare to my Zhao family! I'm just a drunken and light maid, who gave Zhen Guogong a face and told him to reprimand me in public?! Nasty-"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the beauty hugging the building leaning on and sitting on a delicate beauty.

Nan Baozhu was tightly hidden by Ning Wanzhou, and he never showed his face in the elite circle of Chang'an City.

Zhao Jialangjun saw her at first glance, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Where did the beauty come from......

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