Lingchun, the new maid of the "Yanhong Pavilion", stood at the door with some hesitation, looked in, and saw that the gauze curtain was long, the shadows were heavy, and the fragrance of fat powder was overflowing, full of ambiguous atmosphere. After all, she was a thin-skinned girl, and when she saw the laughter inside, she didn't dare to go in.

"What's wrong with this sister?" A soft voice came from beside her, and when Lingchun heard this, she turned her head and saw a maid dressed in crimson looking at her with curiosity.

"I didn't ...... Not...... Mama asked me to bring the drink, but ......" Lingchun was slightly embarrassed by her big black and clear eyes.

"Sister is embarrassed to go in, right? Is it new? The maid chuckled and took the lacquer plate in her hand with a smile: "It's okay, just send wine, and I won't eat my sister." What is my sister afraid of? ”

"I'll help my sister send it, don't be so shy next time, in this pavilion, there are really few people with a thin face like my sister.." She said with a smile, but in Lingchun's ears, there was some indescribable disdain.

She just wanted to argue something, but she hung her head gloomily, and was sold to several masters, relying on her eyebrows and clear eyes, and she was not so good that she would be matched with an inferior little servant and sold at a high price by the master's family, but she didn't expect to be sold here, and now that she has arrived in this land of fireworks, she has no thoughts.

She was thinking that the maid had already brought the wine in with a smile, Lingchun glanced at it, and was about to go back to the kitchen, when she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, but she couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the maid had black boots on her feet, and under the shaking of her dress, a little cold light wrapped around her waist. When you look closely, you don't. Her heart tightened slightly, and she couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

She is not more than a month in the "Yan Hong Pavilion", although she is not very familiar, but since she was a child, she is accustomed to observing words and feelings, as long as people pass her eyes, they can basically remember, although this maid is warm, but the face is very raw, besides, in the "Yan Hong Pavilion", in order to let the maids walk lightly, Mama has always picked the softest embroidered shoes for them to wear, even if it is a cold winter month is not allowed to wear cotton boots. But the maid in front of her was wearing boots......

Ling Chun was full of doubts in his heart, and before he could figure it out, he quietly walked in behind her. The sound in the inner hall gradually became louder, and the beautiful man's voice was mixed in with it, and the jade voice was very different.

She didn't know why she followed up, just for the cold light on the waist of the strange maid, or did she want to go in and see what kind of man with such a charming voice was born?

Her mind was chaotic, and she didn't know what she was thinking or doing.

The gauze curtain was opened, and the people at the table were already drunk, one by one crooked in the arms of the beauty, laughing at each other. Lingchun watched the maid step forward, change into wine, and stay at the table, a man's voice sounded again: "This girl looks good, especially those eyes, the prince will look at it, can it be like a black pearl." ”

His voice was soft, and his slender hand pointed at the maid in front of him, and laughed. The prince on the left squinted his eyes when he heard this, and said inarticulately: "Okay...... This king looks, hey, my eyes are so drunk that my eyes are spent, come! Come over and let the king see...... See...... See what pearl fake beads are ......"

Everyone burst into laughter, and in the land of fireworks, such teasing was commonplace. Lingchun saw the maid standing among the crowd, her face was as red as an autumn persimmon, and she looked at a loss. Such a situation was to be expected. Lingchun couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly walked to the right seat quietly, took the wine jug and poured wine for the man: "Son, please use it slowly." ”

The man glanced at her slightly. With just one glance, Lingchun felt as if his heart had stopped for a moment, the man's face was handsome and uncast, a pair of Danfeng eyes were charming like a woman, the tips of his eyes were slightly red, like rouge smudged, thin red lips like blood, jade face and red lips, indescribably bewitching, and the smiling spirit was even more breathtaking.

"Check the picture! You see, this beauty doesn't look down on this king. The prince called him from the side. Lingchun was shocked in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, the man next to him turned out to be the famous Chujing's "Cha Sanshao" - Cha Xiangye!

"If the mountain is not me, I will go to the mountain, and the prince will not understand." Zha Sanshao laughed, hugged Yingyue's slender waist beside him, and smiled wildly.

The prince was stunned for a moment, laughed, and really staggered forward and dragged the maid into the table. Lingchun was in a hurry, and as soon as his body straightened, he was about to step forward to relieve the siege, but unexpectedly, the corners of his clothes were slightly tight, but he was sat under him by the Chase Xiangye.

If you want to get up, you have to let him give way, but if you really want to do this, you won't dare to give her a hundred guts. So she sat back behind him in trepidation.

Cha Xiang only grinned and laughed with Yingyue, and the prince over there also hugged the maid to persuade him to drink, and the men on the Fengyue field liked to see the young girls embarrassed and shy, once they were forced to drink, they always felt that they had done a very proud thing. The maid couldn't break free several times, so she had to drink several glasses, and she seemed to be choking on alcohol and coughing again and again.

Lingchun knelt behind Zha Sanshao, watching them smile openly one by one, or explicit or obscure words at the table, she was so ashamed that she was sitting on pins and needles. In front of him, a faint Du Ruoxiang faintly came, and there was a slight bitterness and freshness in the sweet and greasy fat powder. She identified it for a long time, only to find out that it was the smell on the previous inspection phase.

She watched her skirt pressed tightly under him, and she could only continue to kneel and sit helplessly, in all kinds of boredom, she stared at the powerful government and opposition in front of her, and couldn't help but think of Chu Jingzhong's rumors about him.

They all preach that he is only eight years tall and a very popular minister, but he prefers men. However, what she saw today, she became more and more confused, how could she check that she hugged the girl Yingyue but didn't have half a "rabbit and a father"? She thought about it and laughed again, did every man with a good sex write on his forehead?

She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't feel that time was so sad. At this time, the prince seemed to be tired of playing with the maid in his arms, and pushed his hand, a little impatient: "Check the appearance, you come to train this girl, why are you so incomprehensible." It turned out that he wanted to pour the maid's wine again, but she refused to drink it again.

As soon as the maid was pushed by him, she pushed it to the table of Cha Xiang. Cha Sanshao's eyes were hazy, and his hand was slightly raised, so he raised the girl's face: "Tsk, such a little girl, she doesn't look very interesting in her own right, so it's better to call Mama to train her." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled and hugged Yingyue.

Lingchun happened to be beside him, and when he looked up, he saw that the maid was struggling to stand up, as if her ankle was injured, and she leaned forward without support. A cold light flashed, and Ling Chun couldn't help screaming.