In the early morning, a gorgeous painted rudder is parked on the clear Bianhe River. The hull of the ship is painted vermilion, and from a distance, it looks quite magnificent.

In the cabin, two women sat opposite each other, one of them slender and veiled in white veil, staring motionlessly at the sparkling river outside.

The wind curtains moved, and there was a slight rustle. The morning sun pierced through the gaps in the swaying curtains, and became uncertain.

It was as if time had stood still at this moment.

Next to the masked woman was another woman. He looks like he is about sixteen or seventeen years old, he looks quite delicate, wearing a Zhai shirt embroidered with Qingluo, his figure is exquisite, and he always seems to have a smile in his eyes.

At this time, the woman in Zhai Yi finally couldn't help it, and said impatiently: Sister Qingzhao, I'm about to suffocate to death, but you should say a word. Sister Xiaolu is not here, it's really boring, you're already boring enough, but you've become more and more boring recently!

She stood up suddenly, and Ang Tianwei shouted: I can't stand it!

The masked woman turned back faintly and said, "Didn't you take the initiative to call me out today to testify about your gambling contract? Why do you say that I am bored? You should sit down and be quiet, you may not know how nervous the group of people outside should be so screaming." If you let the group of old antiques in the court know that you left the palace without permission and did so many unbelievable things, it is even more amazing.

The girl in Zhai Yi sighed a little impatiently and said: Speaking of old antiques, the first one must be Sister Qingzhao, the one in your family, as a teacher, isn't the most important thing is manners?

The masked woman was none other than Li Qingzhao, a Yi'an layman. Hearing this, she didn't refute it, just smiled faintly, and continued to look back, staring at the mountains and rivers in front of her.

The woman in Zhai had no choice but to sigh: Oh my God, Sister Xiaolu, come and help!

As soon as the words fell, I heard a voice outside the door answer: Who thinks of me so much?

The woman in Zhai Yi had a happy look on her face, and she stood up suddenly, and even Li Qingzhao withdrew her gaze and turned her head.

Immediately, I heard the figure outside the door flicker, accompanied by the rattle of the bead curtain, the eyes of the two people in the room flashed, and a pink figure rushed in like a whirlwind.

As soon as the woman walked into the cabin, she immediately sat down on the chair next to Li Qingzhao, patted her chest gently, and said: It's not easy to come out recently, my father said that the white fog thief who has been missing for several years has reappeared, and the security in Bianjing is not good, so let me stay at home and don't mess around. No, it took a lot of effort to get out!

This woman is Miss Fan who forced calligraphy and painting at Ouyang Shu last night, and her maiden name is Xiaolu. At this time, she changed into a pink dress, which looked generous and decent, and her face was already very beautiful, she was really a rare beauty. It's just that her movements at the moment don't have the slightest beauty style She just sat down, and after a pair of jade hands were lightly beaten on her body a few times, her hands were put down, and a pair of slender feet raised her legs!

Li Qingzhao and the woman in Zhai Yi seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and they didn't care about it. When the woman in Zhai Yi saw that Sister Xiaolu, who she was looking forward to, was really here, she was naturally overjoyed, and asked with a smile: Sister Xiaolu, how is it?

Fan Xiaolu glared at the woman in Zhai Yi with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said: Look at what you said, is there anything that this girl can't do?

When the woman in Zhai Yi heard the second half of the sentence, she took a sip lightly, a red cloud flew up her cheeks, and she lowered her head.

Seeing this, Li Qingzhao hurriedly interrupted: Xiaolu, don't talk this nonsense!

Fan Xiaolu listened to Li Qingzhao's words very well, and although she was a little unconvinced, she still pouted and stopped talking.

The woman in Zhai Yi was not ordinary, and after a moment of embarrassment, she immediately returned to calm. At this time, Li Qingzhao stood up for her, and he was even more bold, so he asked again: Since the invitation was sent, didn't you say that you wanted to get his Mobao as a token?

This time it was Fan Xiaolu's turn to blush, and Erlang's legs didn't shake anymore, and he didn't pick up the stubble a little embarrassed.

The woman in Zhai Yi was even more energetic, and said jokingly: No, you are such a big beauty, is that person blind, and he is unmoved? Even a single word is stingy with gifts? This is really an eye that does not know gold and jade!

Fan Xiaolu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sneered: I didn't wear women's clothes last night, I went in my brother's clothes. When the man saw me, he called Brother Fan vigorously. At the time, I thought that he looked up to my brother very much, but I didn't expect that in the end, he would not let him keep a painting of Mobao. Alas, it seems that my brother is also attractive to those silly little girls, and to some people who are really discerning

The woman in Zhai Yi was so angry that her face turned red, and she pointed at Fan Xiaolu, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Li Qingzhao stood up suddenly, and said angrily and funny: You two are really, when you don't meet, how affectionate Jing'er's sister Xiaolu's sister is. Once they met, they were always arguing, and they didn't stop for a moment. She walked up to Fan Xiaolu and said: Especially you, you can just make fun of other people, do you say that about your own brother? As far as I know, your brother treats you very well!

Fan Xiaolu also felt that her joke was a little too much at this time, and she lowered her head slightly when she heard this, but she heard Li Qingzhao say: Bring it! She raised her head, but saw Li Qingzhao with a jade hand stretched out in front of her.

What the?

Li Qingzhao snorted slightly, and said: "As far as your temperament is concerned, that person will not leave anything for you, are you willing to leave? If you don't get anything, will you come here today?"

Fan Xiaolu smiled slightly: Sister Qingzhao still understands me! Immediately, her face changed again, and she said distressedly: It's just this thing, it's better to have it than not!

Seeing Fan Xiaolu's expression, the woman in Zhai Yi over there suddenly had a smile on her face, hurriedly stepped forward, and said pretendly: Take it out, what are you afraid of? You know, if you take it out, I'll lose if you take it out, don't you always want to win me?

Where could Fan Xiaolu stand this excitement, and with a ruthless heart, she took out a piece of writing from her arms, and the woman in Zhai Yi was stunned for a moment, and then when she looked at the content, she immediately laughed again: You can't say it, just this character should be counted, right?

Over there, Li Qingzhao carefully looked at the words and said: Okay, don't argue, the content on this piece is indeed not the handwriting of that Li Muwu, but the words are really written by him! I think this bet can be regarded as a tie! This meal, let me invite it!