Chapter 118: How sad can you be
Welcoming God's shocking eyes, Xi Liangxian smiled brightly, only feeling that the other party's eyes were deep and beautiful, which really didn't match that ordinary appearance.
Su Nianqing sighed and said ashamedly: "It's the eldest brother who is narrow-minded, and he doesn't have such insight at a young age than the younger brother." ”
Xiliang Xian's eyebrows were like a smile, and he smiled, and said, "How could it be, the eldest brother is a gentleman." ”
Business blows each other, blows each other.
Emperor Jinglan interrupted the two, "Let's go in." ”
Xi Liangxian immediately raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and patted Emperor Jinglan's shoulder with no concept of any difference between men and women, and teased: "I didn't expect Brother Long to be so impatient, then let's go." ”
Emperor Jinglan: "......"
……
As soon as you step into the Pinhua Building.
I saw the girls wearing large silk flowers on their heads, and the girls in bright and light clothes were either holding the guests with silky smiles, or leaning on the railing on the second floor, waving handkerchiefs lazily.
Silk and bamboo orchestra, singing and singing.
Xi Liangxian raised his head, his beautiful eyes were smart, looking around, looking at the scene of drunken gold and drunken dreams and death in Pinhua Building, he couldn't help but sigh: "How sad can you be......
"Worried about what?" Emperor Jingyu was puzzled, "This place can be said to be a place of bliss for many men, what else does Brother Su have to worry about?" ”
This listen, he is a veteran of the love field who lingers in the flowers.
Xi Liangxian snatched the folding fan from Emperor Jingyu's hand, fanned it in a pretentious manner, shook his head and sighed: "Of course you can't understand it, Brother Li, because there is still the second half of the sentence that has not been finished." ”
"What's the second half of the sentence?"
“…… It's like a group of eunuchs going up to the green building. ”
Everyone: "......"
Emperor Jingyu couldn't say anything: "Brother Su, you are really a talent. ”
"Brother Li's praise, praise." Xiliang Xian was modest in his mouth, and stuffed the folding fan back to Emperor Jingyu.
The gentleman like a jade Medicine King Gu Shen Doctor decided not to participate in this topic, and only smiled slightly to show respect.
At this time, the emperor said in shock: "The eunuchs are usually in the palace, and they are not allowed to come out unless they are ordered, and they will probably never be able to experience this kind of sorrow." ”
Hearing this, Emperor Jingyu was slightly surprised.
The emperor's brother is arrogant and indifferent, and it is already very surprising that he can enter a place like Pinhualou today, and the emperor Jingyu does not expect him to participate in this kind of joke, and the result is ......
Is this a bad joke?
Emperor Yuxin said that the imperial brother really attaches great importance to this Su painting.
Emperor Yu was shocked and said, "...... Brother Qi is right. ”
That's true.
His imperial brother is the emperor of the Eastern Linguo, the owner of the palace, and he knows best whether the group of eunuchs can enter and leave the forbidden palace at will.
What can ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou, which does not exist at all.
Xiliang Xian spun around, exchanged positions with Su Nianqing, walked to Emperor Jinglan's side, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, just kidding, don't take it so seriously." ”
At the right time-
A middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy businessman, drunk, hugged left and right, and stumbled past several people.
"Come, little beauty, let's drink together!"
"Drink!"
The middle-aged man was dazed with alcohol, hooked a wine jug in his hand, staggered forward in a wandering manner, and when he passed by, his shoulder hit Xi Liangxian hard.
Xiliang Xian, who was talking to Emperor Jinglan, was knocked into a stumbling body and pounced straight on Emperor Jinglan-
The two bodies collided together.
Tight-fitting.
Emperor Jinglan only felt that the young man's body was unexpected...... Soft.