On the stage, the rhetoric sung by the famous singers was gorgeous, and the visitors who listened to the commentary about the landscape pavilion were drunk. The businessmen chattered endlessly about their past achievements, and the people who were directly teaching listened to it.

The noble son of the family has always been the easiest to attract the attention of the girl's family, and Xiahou Chi is one of them.

His round fingertips pinched a bottle of wine, and he turned his wrist slightly and shook it intentionally or unintentionally, obviously the wine was empty, and he was not in a hurry to order someone to change it.

Looking at his indifferent expression, it was no different from the appearance of a person who thinks highly of himself and disdains to speak, so he almost wrote the words "Don't approach the living" on his face.

A bold maid poured wine for the guest on the spot, and at that time she did not forget to glance at it shyly and timidly, but she panicked!

She gasped.

But this surprise has nothing to do with appearance, just because when you raise your eyes, you actually look at each other directly!

The teenage woman was thin-skinned, and her hot cheeks were suddenly flushed, as if she had drunk the pot of smoked plum brew on the table by mistake.

In the huge Songhe Hall, but looking at the skin, you can expect that these men have a good life, so they may just have fun with each other, but the little ladies who accompany them in the hall are also easy to twist and be jealous, and they are more and more coquettish than the other.

Such a beautiful scene made Song Zhixi feel a little uncomfortable, she knelt on the side of the desk, lowered her head, and smoothed the wrinkled corners of her clothes decently.

The thin noise in her ears gradually blended together, and the distant and sparse music texture made her subconsciously open her eyes half-closed, and gradually, the scene in the corner of her eyes became more and more dissipated......

Song Zhixi involuntarily fell into a rest, what she didn't know was that from beginning to end, all the subtle small movements had been taken into the eyes of the men around her.

When Song Zhixi came back to her senses, she heard that He Zhi was talking with a friend near her, the conversation was flat and bland, and the tone was even more distracting and sleepy, she pressed her eyelids to shake her spirits, and lightly placed the things on the table and left quietly.

The hall is full of clear windows, and the figures of men and women are in sight.

Looking from afar, the corridor is full of purple flowers, and someone is holding a young and unbridled style to step up to the platform, waving his hand, the robe sleeves are plump, just like the full moonlight.

The turbulent villagers raised their glasses and touched the wine, and the high-spirited young man negotiated the situation. Song Zhixi was in the middle of it and looked around, only to see the unbridled hustle and bustle.

She touched her nose and smiled, because she was infected by the thick and eager atmosphere, her heart couldn't help but be restless, and her mind became more and more open......

Throughout the ancient and modern times, whether it is the champion of the Southern Chen family or the Northern Qi Dynasty, some people sing and look back with a smile, and some people avoid white robes with thousands of troops, each showing the romance of the younger generations.

It is absolutely impossible to say that you do not look forward to it and do not admire.

A certain youthful mood of a young man came back to his mind, and a vivid image came to mind. Song Zhixi silently walked around the hall, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh that he had never thought about someone so much.

For the first time, she realized that just for meeting someone, she could be so full of expectations.

After all, she came to explain to him today, after all, the bell must be tied to the bell, and if there is any bad misunderstanding, she has to rely on herself to clarify.

Once the people of Dali Temple are offended, trouble will ensue. On the day of Xiangjishan, her attitude towards this Dali Siqing was too high-pitched, and she must have said something soft this time.

She wasn't sure if her nonsense that day had made him feel disdainful, but she felt she should make amends for it anyway, succumbing to the coercion of her status.

Cheekily, the two of them still have a little bit of friendship, right?

After all, she had dealt with him before, and although many times, people probably had no intention of helping her, but she did receive some care from him.

She thought narrowly, besides, with a cloak in hand, she has such a unique reason to meet people, why can't she give full play to her profound flattery?

He was outstanding, and it was not difficult to find him, but she didn't know Zhou Xucheng's social habits, so she didn't have much hope that she would meet him by chance among the male guests.

There were more and more people gathered, but she couldn't help but be a little nervous at this moment, and she even began to wonder if she was too impulsive?

Maybe the man didn't pay attention to it at all.

On second thought, it would be best if it could be like this!

She wishes that people would "forget more things", if she could forget her by the way, it would be great!

Although she thinks about it optimistically, she doesn't deny that the happy smile on her face may be a little far-fetched.

Suddenly, there was a "snap" and an object fell to the ground, cracking into pieces. When I looked closer, it turned out that a walking attendant accidentally knocked on the wine cup.

It happened that she had a careful eye, and although she didn't see the main master, her eyes caught the attendant who was bowing with a stiff face.

It was Zhou Xucheng's personal guard Xiao Ce.

Song Zhixi had a plan and decided to directly transfer the burden to Xiao Ce.

If she was able to go out of the house to Songhetang in person, it was just to return the cloak properly, so sincere Zhou Shizi could understand it, right?

When she was finally able to come out of the back kitchen with her previous errand of delivering snacks, she took off a silk red agate Ruyi long-life lock from her neck, so as to buy a little girl to store the burden in the back hall.

As a special place for high-class artists to add makeup, the back hall is rarely haunted by idle people.

The little girl happily told her that whenever the sisters want to hide something, it will be safer and more appropriate in the back hall.

Song Zhixi packed up his mood and began to walk inside, inadvertently paying attention to the desk on the elegant seat.

The saucer used to pad the teacup is also called the "porcelain cup holder", the mouth of the tray is shorter, the mouth is curled to make a lotus leaf shape, and the tea bowl is petal-shaped, the whole reveals a touch of simple flavor, it first began in the Southern Dynasty, and it is also a very popular bearing plate for placing tea cups in the capital nowadays.

If someone already occupies the table, they will inevitably put their chopsticks on the plate or spoon to show others.

The clean chopsticks are still set in the jade pillow, and the japonica porridge, steamed cheese with sugar, steamed chestnut flour cake with osmanthus sugar, Ruyi cake, acacia soup, auspicious fruit, pearl jade glutinous rice balls, lotus leaf soup, plum blossom fragrant cake, fragrant drink and other snacks are complete. From this point of view, unless a passing guest brings snacks or pastimes, this table of dine-in should not have been touched.

As a maid walking around the hall, after all, she will arouse the suspicion of the steward in the hall, Song Zhixi feels that he is an imposter after all, and it is better to be cautious.

Without much thought, she took a plate of cherry tomatoes to cover herself, and walked into the back hall.

The little girl who was waiting for her to see her coming, took a plate of red fruit and smiled at her, "The sisters are all at Aunt Dou's place at this hour, and I have to serve the little ladies too, the thing is behind the screen near the pear wood dressing table, the girl should please take care of herself." ”

Song Zhixi looked around and found that it was really clean, so he nodded and agreed.

After about half an hour, she cleaned up, turned back before leaving, and finally found a bronze mirror after bypassing a few dressing rooms, and directly wiped the red on her eyebrows.

She smashed her mouth and ate a cherry tomato, perhaps on a whim, and twisted another fruit and put it to her lips, comparing it with her own lip color in the mirror.

At this moment, the movement of people outside was reflected in the mirror, and when he saw it clearly, Song Zhixi's eyes lit up, and his eyes were suddenly filled with overflowing smiles!

She immediately turned her head and opened her mouth slightly to run over to call him, but saw a curvy woman follow.

She scratched the root of her ear, wanting to move forward but hesitated to retreat, and her mood was still entangled. I didn't have time to hesitate, for fear that I would break something terrible, and in the end I planned to avoid it with interest.

At the moment when the man was about to walk in, she decisively glanced left and right a few times to find cover, and then turned around———— as the skirt flew up and down like a butterfly, and her body had moved behind the screen.