The Linhua Hall of Changle Palace is a very gorgeous palace located in the west palace group of Changle Palace.

Here carved fence jade brick, Danying carved tree, Zhu Yong green tile, there is no cave.

In the distance are small bridges and flowing waters, pavilions and pavilions; Nearby, there are clusters of flowers, Zhilan jade trees.

In the pavilion in the distance, there seems to be a melodious sound of the piano, winding around the beams, such as a ring, matching with the spring water of the surrounding cold springs, converging into a jasper-like clear Hong, cleansing people's hearts.

There seems to be a singer with a voice around him, with a clear voice, tactful and melodious, matching with the piano and complementing each other.

It couldn't be better.

However, a hurried footstep broke the harmonious and elegant atmosphere.

I saw a beautiful young man staring at a pair of almond eyes, pulling a gentle-looking man behind him with a little cramped eyebrows and eyes and rushing towards the pavilion, and when he saw the two people in the pavilion, he said with some anger:

"I've seen people, there's nothing special, isn't it just a little bit better than me!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to compare, and that little bit seemed to be a really imperceptible gap.

"That's it!"

"Even if it's just a little bit, it's better than you, isn't it?"

The two people sitting in the pavilion had a cold face, their eyebrows were far away, frowning slightly, looking very difficult to get close to, and their white and slender fingers slowly caressed the guqin placed in front of them; The other looked light-eyed, delicately ribbed, and smiled like a fox at the corners of his mouth, which made him feel ill-intentioned at first sight.

There was nothing in front of him, just two steaming teas. After listening to the words of the apricot-eyed boy, he just took a sip against the teacup and said deliberately excitedly.

"Cuckoo, you!" The apricot-eyed young man really couldn't help but be excited, his eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Hmph, you and Xuehua have the leisure to talk here now, because you haven't seen his people, and when you see him, you'll know what I mean." Although he is only a little more beautiful than me, he is much better looking than you!

Sycamore, you also saw it, do you think I'm right? ”

The apricot-eyed boy nudged the gentle-looking man named Wutong beside him, motioning for him to prove that what he said was not a lie.

But Wutong didn't know what he was thinking, he was stunned, and he didn't respond for a long time.

"Sycamore, Sycamore?"

The apricot-eyed boy frowned and called Sycamore a few times while pushing, and then pulled the god of Indus back,

"Huh? What the? Sorry, I just got distracted. Huang Ying, what did you just say? ”

Wutong's face was a little pale at this time, and it looked as if he was about to faint at any time.

When the other three saw him like this, they all looked at him with some concern.

The apricot-eyed young man who was called Huang Ying by Wutong frowned tightly at this time, looking a little angry, he deliberately turned his head to the side, and said to Wutong in a reproachful tone:

"Hmph, I didn't say anything, since you are uncomfortable, you should have said it early, I don't have to find someone to accompany me to see what new favorite is!"

This sounds very unfriendly, but the words reveal a concern for the sycamore.

Wutong smiled apologetically and said to Huang Ying and the others, "I'm sorry for worrying everyone. I'm fine, I haven't seen the sun for a long time, I've been blinded by it, and now I'm fine. ”

"Are you really okay?" Huang Ying turned her head and said awkwardly.

Sycamore nodded, "I'm really fine." ”

Huang Ying snorted twice, believing Wutong's words.

Wutong looked at the two people opposite, Du Juan and Xue Hua, smiled faintly, and said to them:

"Sorry to worry you too."

Du Juan and Xue Hua glanced at each other and shrugged, not knowing whether they believed it or not, but what they showed was indifferent.

Although they think a little more than Huang Ying, they never pay too much attention to other people's affairs. Therefore, they will not pursue the Sycamore to the bottom of it.

Cuckoo nodded to Sycamore and said with relief, "You don't have to say sorry to us. Of the four of us, you're a bit of a bone, and all three of us know it. It's just that you need to pay more attention in the future, if Huang Ying coaxes you to do such a thankless thing again, you have to learn to refuse him. ”

"Hey, cuckoo, how can you say that about me, what is a 'thankless' thing, wouldn't it be better for us to find a way to win back His Highness's heart if I gave you information about the opponent?"

"What His Highness thinks in his heart, that is His Highness's freedom. Isn't it beautiful that we enjoy ourselves every day? The cuckoo drank all the tea in the teacup in one gulp, and said to Huang Ying leisurely, "Besides, we are just some things that His Highness collects when he is bored, and we are not even 'pets', so how can we compete for favors?" ”

"You!"

Seeing that Huang Ying was about to be excited by the cuckoo's words again, Wutong hurriedly grabbed Huang Ying and persuaded:

"Okay, okay, don't make a fuss. Everyone has been together for so long, isn't it clear who is what kind of temperament? ”

He said to the cuckoo in a good voice: "Cuckoo, you too, you know that Huang Ying is the youngest, and you can't help but tease, you always like to stimulate him, and you should change your bad taste." ”

The cuckoo raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and raised his hands to signal that he would not tease the warbler anymore.

Huang Ying and Du Juan made a temporary truce, and the four of them could finally sit down and talk about it.

Wutong had just appeased the yellow warbler and the cuckoo, and at this moment he opened his mouth first and continued,

"Huang Ying asked me what to say just now, but I didn't hear it. But judging from Huang Ying's temperament and the words of the two of you just now, you should be discussing His Highness's new favorite, right? ”

"Yes, yes, that's what I said!" Huang Ying's temper came and went quickly, and when he saw Wutong say this, he immediately agreed, "I said that the person is better looking than them, but only a little better than me, but they don't believe it!" ”

Wutong touched Huang Ying's back comfortingly, smiled at him gently, and then said to everyone: "Although Huang Ying is a little duplicitous and a little proud, he can say the word good looking from his mouth, so it must be really good-looking."

But in fact, in my opinion, that person can't be summed up by the word "good-looking" alone. He is very special, it is difficult to describe what kind of person he is in words, but if you have to say it, most of the temperament he shows is somewhat similar to Xuehua. ”

Xue Hua stroked the qin's hand for a moment, and instantly raised her head to look at Wutong.

This is already a rarity.

The cuckoo said what he wanted to say for Xuehua on the side,

"Most of them are similar to Xuehua, which means that there are some unpredictable traits hidden in that person!"

Speaking of this, the cuckoo himself chuckled,

"What should I do, listening to what you say, I'm completely interested in this person!"