"Got it!" The wind-swept piano sound is as faint as the moonlight, as if it is slowly smoothing something. Due to illness, his pale face looked extremely clear at this time, like the bright moon hanging high in the bamboo forest, casually revealing the little brilliance left.

Feng Bo held the medicine bowl deep in his arms, and sighed softly.

The breeze is flowing, and the slightest chill is cold. The warmth of the medicine bowl in Shadow Bo's hand gradually dissipated, and the old man shook his head and was about to turn around.

"How is she?" After a long silence, a fluttering voice came out, and I couldn't hear what emotion it was.

"It's still a daily medicated bath, it's good!" Shadow Bo turned around and arched his hand.

"Hmm!" Ying Bo suddenly felt that the breeze wafting from the garden at this moment made people smell slightly bitter, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. It's like the bowl of medicine in your hand that has been cold, and the smell is extremely bitter and cold.

At this time, people are soaking in the hot springs in the Nannuan Palace, the green silk is gentle, the skin is like congealed fat, and the softness of the waist seems to be able to go with the flow.

The smell of medicine fills every corner of the warm hall, accompanied by the misty hot spring water and its pleasant ding dong sound, the water that is picked up is crystal clear, just like the pair of white jade hands in the center of the splash, the beautiful scenery makes people have a moment of drifting.

Ran Ziwan in the pool watched the splash of water in his hand like that, and watched the water flow down quietly. It's just that the eyes full of contemplation seem calm and determined.

That glass of wine, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, what kind of flavor does it have?

It's not a lot of expensive wine, but it's a mixed taste, right? The moment of the entrance should be a little more bitter and helpless by fate, and the bitterness of drinking in the middle should be a hundred turns and thousands of turns, and the last drop of drinking must feel a little fishy sweet, that is the taste that should be at the end of life, right?

Or, maybe that glass of wine can't be summed up in these words. A glass of wine is full of emotion, it should be a hundred flavors in the world!

The boudoir woman who was almost killed by the wine a few days ago, Ran Ziwan didn't want to have a second time. As for the taste of the wine, she allowed anyone to contaminate it, but she was late and would not let herself be entangled in it for half a minute!

"Miss, Cui Yan, the daughter of Shangshu Mansion, just sent a post, saying that she was celebrating her birthday at home, and invited the concubine of Duanwangfu to go to the banquet!" Zique lifted the curtain and entered the warm pavilion, prayed as he walked, and handed the prayer post with both hands.

On that day, the old lady next to the long house of Duanwang Mansion originally sent someone to find the steward of the three major Shangshu Mansions, and wanted to take advantage of the momentum of these offended people on the bridge of Ran Ziwan's Jinmen to end Ran Ziwan's family law in one fell swoop.

After a toss, Ran Zhan, who was in the government and the opposition, had nothing to say, and punished his wife Ran Youshi, who disgraced himself, and it is said that he is still locked up in the ancestral hall and thinks about it, and he has cheapened a lot of aunts and rooms, and in just a few days, there are two heirs who are pregnant with Ran Zhan. Although the third lady of the Ran family, who was originally showing off her martial arts, did not have any major changes in her appearance at this time, people were surprised to find that the third lady's temper was much better, and she lost the fierce spirit of the past, and it is said that she rarely spoke loudly, or rarely spoke. Even if you want to laugh, you hide your lips. In the end, there was an eyeless girl chewing her tongue behind her back and saying that the third lady not only lacked two front teeth in vain, but had no teeth in her mouth. As a result, the rumors reached Ran Zijing's ears, and the girl didn't see her again the next day, and the next generation never said anything about how the third lady treated people kindly.

For a few days, the entire Duanwang Mansion changed the mentality of despising the Nannuan Palace in the past, and it was already a new look under Ran Zichen's care. It's just that it has become quieter and quieter recently, but it is Ran Ziqing, who is a beautiful model.

Ran Ziwan stretched out his hand to take the invitation, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, if he remembered correctly, this Cui Mansion daughter Cui Mengyao was one of the women who were thrown into the river by her on the Jinmen Bridge that day, and it is said that his father was the one who knelt on the bluestone outside the Yangxin Palace and asked for his death. This Cui Mengyao is known in the ladies circle of the imperial capital: "Miss Chang! ”

It seems that it is not good, just a few words on the head of the title of the post are enough to punish the heart: "Respectfully invite the daughter of the Ran family!" There are only four words in the title, and there are no others!

Who doesn't know that she Ran Zi is sick and weak for more than ten years and has not participated in the day. The banquets of the famous ladies in the imperial capital have always been attended by the two of them in the long room.

Obviously, he was trapped in the Nannuan Palace, and his reputation outside the life was spread as a tyrannical and talentless reputation. Since she is burdened with such a reputation, in the eyes of some people, she is naturally not worthy of this sentence of Ran's concubine.

Such a letter is provocative, snarky, not to mention respectful. How much of this is meant by Cui Mengyao himself.

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing!" Isn't that what the old saying goes? Why did she Ran Ziwan finally relive her life, and these big and small troubles continued? Could it be that what the ancestors said should also be changed, well, there will be retribution if you don't die!

Naturally, Ran Ziwan is not a troublemaker, didn't the ancestor also say: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if people offend me, heaven and earth will be destroyed!" ”

Thinking of this, Ran Ziwan couldn't help but smile, he couldn't hide from what he should come, and he was always uninvited when he shouldn't come.

"Miss, shall we go or not?" Zimian asked innocently, her eyes were full of confusion, this was the first letter of worship that her own lady had received. ninth

"Don't go!" Ran Ziwan's voice was light. "Pack up and we'll go to the deer park."

"Deer Park? What a place is that! Zimian looked at Zique, who was silent, with some tentative eyes in his eyes, or looking for answers.

"Take the bow and arrows of that day, and let's go hunting!" Ran Ziwan glanced at the two little girls in front of her, Zique was indeed a clever one, and followed Ran Ziwan's eyes and walked to the wardrobe to find a very simple and generous dress, the pure pink warm yarn is more chic because of the simple style. pinched Zimian's ears, and went behind the screen together to prepare to change Ran Ziwan's clothes.

"Don't wear a dress today, well, take that!" Ran Ziwan stretched out her hand and pointed to a plain white light riding outfit in the wardrobe.

"This isn't my daughter's dress?" Zimian shouted loudly: "Where did you come from, this ......" It's just that this dress is a novelty in Zimian Zique's eyes, and his eyes are a little daze, some incoherent, and finally he looks at it blankly.

Ran Ziwan didn't care about the expressions of the two silly girls in front of her, she was dressed neatly by dividing it by two, and this riding costume was still the style she hand-painted a few days ago, and then the medicine mother-in-law sewed it. At that time, it was because I didn't like the overly cumbersome dresses on weekdays that I thought about drawing this.

Although Granny Yao was also surprised at that time, she must have come over, and she was older and naturally had more experience. Many little girls screamed, but in the eyes of Granny Yao, there was no emotion.

"Do you want to go?" Ran Ziwan strode towards the atrium of the warm pavilion, this is what she wants.

At that time, I accompanied Lao Lin Gong to ride horses, race horses, and play polo on the horse farm. It's just that the material used in that world is a suit fabric, and now this dress is indeed crocheted with a needle and thread of precious mulberry silk, which is more comfortable and breathable to wear on the body than the previous material.

The plain white mulberry silk trembled slightly with the gentle breeze, and when worn on Ran Ziwan's somewhat thin body, it was indeed five points heroic and compelling, five points soft and boneless. Obviously, they are two completely different feelings, but they look extremely harmonious in Ran Ziwan's picturesque face.

This is probably what Xuantian Yu sighed, and the woman in front of him is really shallow!

Although Zique hasn't come back to his senses yet, he is extremely obedient with his legs and feet, and he followed Ran Ziwan's order step by step, including Zimian, why does the young lady at this time look so different? Although the scene on the Jinmen Bridge that day was panicked, but I have also seen a lot of ladies from everyone, although they are all from famous families, but in terms of appearance or temperament, I am afraid that even the back of my own lady at this time is not comparable.

"In the middle of the night, you go with me!" Ran Ziwan strode out of the evening pavilion and casually threw the worship post out the door. She just wants to hang her, why does a Shangshu Mansion still step on her Duanwangfu's face?

"How can you leave me?" As soon as the summer appeared in the middle of the night, Ye Nanrong came out with him. "I'm the best at hunting!"

"I've done everything I told you?" Ran Ziwan raised his eyebrows.

"Xia'er, change with your brother, you go to transfer the army?" Ye Nanrong couldn't say how shameless he was, and looked at Ye Zhongxia with a flattering face. She didn't want to, she had been trapped in Nannuan Hall for so long, and this was the first time she had come out to play with the county lord Ziwan. Compared with the gossip outside, Ran Ziwan's status in the heart of the middle of the summer is very different.

In the middle of the night, Xia's head shook like a rattle, how could she let go of this opportunity to see what Miss Ziwan was like?

While shaking his head, he hid behind Ran Ziwan in fear, as if reminding Xuan Ge of the meaningful words at that time.

Can't he see the beauty crying at night?

If so, even my sister is afraid of this, what does it mean?

If not, who can say that her appearance in the middle of the summer is not a superb beauty.

Naturally, it is extremely beautiful, otherwise Xuan Ge would not have choked on this mess in the middle of the night.

It's just that this kind of beauty, if you compare it with the lord of Ziwan, the conclusion is that it can't be compared.

"Ah.....h God knows Ye Nanrong's hatred of iron at the moment, how hoarse he is in his heart, this is his own pro! Younger sister! Younger sister!

Blocking himself all the time, Ye Nanrong at this time suddenly woke up: I really played less when I was a child, and Ye Nanrong looked at Ye Banxia's expression with some regret.