A maid pushed the door in, saw Xiyan angrily smashed something, and knelt down with a soft grunt on her legs to plead guilty: "Miss is angry, Miss is angry." ”

Xiyan hurriedly went to help the maid up and said, "Hurry up, I won't rush you, don't be afraid." ”

The little maid has served in the palace for many years, and she has never seen such a master, and this sudden approachability makes it difficult for her to adapt.

"Slaves don't dare."

"How does Xuanyuan usually abuse you? Look, I'm scared of you. Xi Yan said this as if he was not afraid of Xuanyuan Po.

As soon as she heard that there was a reproach to her own prince, the little maid knelt down again.

Xiyan saw her holding a set of clothes and asked, "This is for me?" ”

"Yes, the prince ordered the slave maid to send clean clothes, and the slave maid came to serve the young lady to change her clothes."

"Just in time." Xuanyuan Po is really a veteran of lingering flowers, which house is full of women's clothes, and Xiyan remembered that day when she was carried into the palace.

The little maid is not very old, but her hands and feet are nimble, and she quickly changed her clothes and combed her hair for Xiyan.

In the bronze mirror, Xiyan is wearing a goose-yellow gauze skirt, delicate but not cumbersome, lining her skin more fair, and a white brocade belt around her waist draws a slender waist. With a clear and beautiful bun, the whole person looks young and beautiful, and it is radiant.

"Thank you." Xiyan thanked the little maid happily.

The little maid was praised and happy: "The slave doesn't dare to be a slave." ”

When he was changing his clothes, Xi Yan had already found the refreshments on the table, pointed to them and asked, "Can I eat them?" ”

"This was sent by the slave and maid last night, and the young lady can naturally eat it. It's just that breakfast will be brought in later, wouldn't it be better for the young lady to eat something hot? ”

"Lord Wang?" Xiyan wondered how he could be so attentive, "No need, I'll just eat this." Please tell your lord, I will go back first if I still have something to do, thank you for his hospitality. ”

The little maid was stunned and didn't know how to respond, but someone dared to say goodbye to the prince.

……

On the covered bridge, a man in red sat uninhibited with a wine jug in one hand, staring into the distance with his eyes in the distance. The sunlight shone on his body, as if gilding him with a halo.

At the end of the covered bridge, a man in white walked in slowly, his eyes always fixed on the man in red, and he never moved half an inch.

He smiled lightly: "Drink early in the morning." ”

The man in red didn't look back when he heard this: "You're late, and you've finished drinking." ”

"The acacia flowers in the prince's courtyard are blooming very well, so I sat down slightly." The man in white sat beside him.

"That's not what you planted, big men like to grow flowers, and you're the only one."

"It was the prince himself who promised to toss with me except for the 'green room'."

"It was the king who said it."

These two people are Xuanyuan Po and Ye Wubai, one red and one white, both are handsome and unparalleled, sitting in one place is really a very beautiful scenery, so people can't take their eyes off.

Regulus held the flask aloft in the air, and the flask dropped two drops like a dry spring and was gone.

After the wine is drunk, let's get down to business: "Have you made it clear to you?" ”

"Can you change to a more articulate one next time?" Ye Wubai thought of Meng Qiao's innocent way of asking and answering, and complained.

"Meng Qiao is very clever, and he sings very beautifully."

Xuanyuan Po looked serious, and he almost believed it in vain.

“……”

At night, there is no white chic turning of the folding fan, and a red sleeve butterfly that happened to fly over fell on the peach blossom pattern on the fan surface. Perhaps this picture is vividly drawn, and the butterfly has also been deceived.