In the Lan Courtyard, in the bedroom of the eldest lady of Nangong Mansion, Yang's and a woman whispered, the woman was not very old, her face was like a silver plate, her eyes were like apricots, her lips were red without dotting, her eyebrows were not painted but green, and her eyebrows seemed to have the shadow of Yang's family.

"Mother, don't worry. I've already arranged my sister's business. Nangong Qiushui whispered softly, for fear that someone would hear it. A few days ago, she was summoned into the palace by the Queen Mother, and she didn't come back until today, and the Yang family told her about the unusual days of Nangong's quiet days. made her shocked, that snow lotus is a treasure of heaven and earth, and that weird medical skills, she must find out. Who is behind her? Who turned over the case a year ago, or did she come back a year ago, but she just came back a few days ago.

"That's good, it's just that I pity my daughter, I can't return home." Yang wiped away tears with a handkerchief.

"Mother, don't cry, I said a long time ago that the grass is not removed, and the spring breeze is born again. But she didn't listen. "Who would have thought that the seemingly innocent little girl would be vicious and ruthless.

"Your sister is naturally reckless, not as smart as you, if it weren't for you, our mother and mother would have been separated forever." Yang Shi turned to say, "It's all that slut, I can't imagine that she is still alive, why doesn't she die." This time, your father protected her three times and twice, and I couldn't swallow this breath. Yang's entire face was hideously twisted.

"Mother, when I came back this time, the patriarch of the Wu clan also came. I'll ask the master to help us get revenge. Nangong Qiushui's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't hide his calculations at all.

"Really, it's just that Nanban will help." Yang was not at ease. After all, Nanban is not so easy to speak.

"I'll try it first. It's just that the mother must not tell the eldest brother and the fifth brother. "She doesn't worry about them. No matter how powerful Nangong Qingyou is, as long as she is dead, what can the people behind the scenes do.

"If you don't say it, I know." The two talked secretly for a long time, and it was not until the middle of the night that Nangong Qiushui left.

In the past, the lights in the Wanhua Building were dim, and the singing and dancing were leveled out, so it was not lively. It is located in the bustling area of the capital, and there are women standing at the gate of the street with heavy makeup and anticipation, pulling the sleeves of the men who come and go, and the men are not annoyed, and they push half and half in. To say that this Wanhualou is the largest green building in the capital, three stories high, there are more than 100 rooms alone, and the women in it are all beautiful and fragrant, and the ring is fat and thin. The Oiran rose won the championship for three consecutive years, and the phoenix of the last Hundred Flowers Festival danced in the city.

The color sleeves diligently held the jade bell, but it was drunk and red. Dance low willow building heart moon, singing peach blossom fan bottom wind. After parting, memories meet, and several soul dreams are with you. There is a silver light left tonight, and I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream.

Wanhualou has a beautiful layout, and I don't know which expert designed it, no matter which room you can see the big stage in the middle that is higher than one meter, especially the second and third floors have a better view. In two days, the Hundred Flowers Festival will be held at Wanhualou, and the first place in the past is the Imperial Palace. The reason goes to Oiran Rose, who won the championship last year. Coming out on top, the host royal will promise the victor a condition. The Oiran did not ask for gold or silver, nor did he ask for a marriage prince. I only hope that the next Yaoxingguo's Baihua Energy Conservation will be held in Wanhualou, and for a while, the popularity of roses has increased greatly.

The current Wanhualou is silent, even next to it. The guards of various countries dressed in different colors and made their rounds in full swing. Tomorrow evening, the Hundred Flowers Festival will be held here, with the participation of all the princes and nobles and envoys from various countries, and the contestants are carefully selected from each country.

A well-fitting purple men's dress, a simple bun, long eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, skin as beautiful as cherry blossoms in the yard, eyes like black agate, black hair with a silky luster, holding a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, and a pair of black boots on his legs, gentle and elegant, the best interpretation of perfection. In addition, the whole person exudes a charming kingly atmosphere, so beautiful that it seems to blur men and women, and the evil face reveals a kind of careless maturity, and the cherry blossoms inadvertently surround him.

Ding Dong and Nianwei, Rou'er just looked at the man in the room dumbfounded, even, no, it should be said that it was the tranquility of a woman dressed as a man. I always knew that the love was very beautiful, and it was so beautiful that it was like this, and several people were like wood.

Quietly opened the folding fan, took a step, caressed Rou'er's chin with her white fingers, and smiled slightly: "Beauty, you are drooling." “

When Rou'er saw the tranquility of men's clothing, she had already lost her soul. A quiet smile. I don't know what time it is.

The first to return to their senses, Nianwei and Ding Dong. Covering her mouth and snickering, she woke up Rou'er, who was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she called Miss good or bad.

The three of them got rid of their tails behind them and came out onto the street.

Dingdong and Huo'er had a lot of fun, Dingdong fancied something, Huo'er bought anything, Qingyou shook his head, these two children. I don't know how many people have become the focus.

Men and women, young and old, on the street, saw the tranquility and unconsciously stopped. What a beautiful son: a smooth and fair face, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color; All of them are noble and elegant, with long, slightly curly eyelashes and pink lips like rose petals...... With fair skin and pale pink lips, handsome and prominent facial features, and a perfect face shape, he adds a touch of uninhibited sunshine to his handsomeness. Handsome with a touch of tenderness! The temperament exuded by him is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but in those gentleness and handsomeness, there is his own unique ethereal handsomeness and domineering.

The man and woman next to him were also very good-looking, and standing beside the boy became a foil. Many people speculate that he is comparable to the eight beautiful men.

It is said that there are many beautiful men and women in the capital recently. Let's talk about the royal family and nobles first, there are eight beautiful men: Feng Yexi, Yun Yifan, Huangfu Zixuan, Huangfu Yeli, Yushengyi, Duanmu Anxun, Xiahou Liran and Helian Hanxi. Four talented women: Yun Yashuang, Yu Luobing, Duanmu Xuelan and Xiahou Danyan.

"Let's let's go, let's go, the horse is out of control." A rapid voice came. A horse went on a rampage, overturning a lot of stalls, and rushed in front of him. Everyone quickly retreated to the side of the road, and Fire and Tinker Bell were carried to the side of the road by the flow of people.

Qingyou was just about to retreat, when she heard the sound of "wow, wow, mother" crying, and saw a child squatting in the middle of the road, with blurred tears. The mad horse's hooves were about to trample the child, and everyone was so frightened that they closed their eyes and did not dare to look at it.