Chapter 20: The Prosperity of the Empress 18

Lake Tour.

The Qing Dynasty prince Zongzheng Wu is extremely talented, making friends all over the world, all year round, there are many nominal gatherings, powerful courtiers, royal saints, and talented and beautiful people in the famous capital.

This tour of the lake will naturally be too.

Qianwan sat on the edge of the pavilion, bent on one leg, set up on a chair, carrying a pot of tea, watching the lake sparkling, a few lotus flowers blooming delicately, but it was very interesting.

The general's casual style made several men sitting on the boat not far away and chanting poems and admiring the flowers blush.

talked about poems and songs written by lotus, but those eyes were glued to Liu Qianwan. After all, unlike the Qing prince, who is a confidant of Lan Yan, this General Liu, there are not so many warblers and Yanyan around him, and he is extremely handsome, and he is also a rare choice of wife and master in this world.

Qianwan shook the teapot lightly, and when she saw that there was an extra beautiful woman on the boat of the Qing prince, she hooked the corners of her mouth lightly.

That Liu Qianwan's life book is written on this colorful day, after all, today's token of Dayan was found on her.

As for who put the token, don't even think about it.

Murong Lan was dressed in a blue Su suit, with bright eyebrows and bright teeth, half a little red lips, a little powder, and the green silk was neatly gathered behind the ears, falling into a bun, and Tingting sat down, which attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing that he was born so beautiful, the man's family wrung the handkerchief in his hand sour and astringent, after all, this Murong Gongzi is rare to see, but his talent and appearance are well known to everyone.

"General Liu, why don't you get on the boat and talk about it?" Zong Zhengwu looked at Qianwan and raised the wine glass in his hand.

Grandma, let's see what you think today.

Qianwan carried the teapot, stepped on the edge of the pavilion with one foot, carried the light gong, swept towards the boat, and then stood firmly on the bow of the boat, looked at Zong Zhengwu, and smiled, "Lord Qing." ”

"Hey, you don't need to see me like this, sit down." Zong Zhengwu looked disgusted, and then ordered someone to put a ball next to him.

Qianwan put the teapot on the low table, only to realize that her position was closest to that Murong Lan, and she lowered her head slightly, revealing a dark light of unknown meaning in her eyes.

"General, Murong will add you a drink." Murong Lan called softly, then showed his hand and picked up the wine jug, filled Qianwan with a glass of wine, and pushed it in front of Qianwan.

Qianwan took the wine glass, glanced at Zong Zhengwu, and saw that she was poking two handsome sons in her arms, one left and one right, and the scene was a little ironic.

However, since this dynasty is a woman, it must be common for women to have three husbands and four servants.

"Aren't you wronged?" Qianwan raised the wine glass, handed it to his lips, and suddenly asked in a low voice.

Murong Lan's heart trembled, and the smile on his face stiffened a little, "General, you, are you talking about Murong?" ”

"I thought, at the very least, you'd feel wronged."

Qianwan chuckled and drained the wine, but the words that others sounded like no beginning and no end were causing turmoil in Murong Lan's heart. Thinking of what he was going to do next, he looked at Liu Qianwan's handsome and cold face, and his heart was mixed.

No one, no one asked him if he would be wronged.

Even Zong Zhengwu, who said that he was in love with him, even if it was Zong Zhengwu, who was his childhood sweetheart, even if it was Zong Zhengwu, the woman he loved, she never asked, never cared, whether he was willing, whether he was wronged.

However, Liu Qianwan ......

She asked.

Murong Lan clenched the object under his sleeve, and suddenly felt a little confused.

Putting this look in his eyes, Qianwan's heart sneered, mortals are like this, hesitant and cowardly, and timid. Since she is unwilling, since she is wronged, why would she drink this glass of wine.