After Liu Jinghong got married, the Rongyue Pavilion was the most beautiful and comfortable place in the Yanyu Building, and the two copper jars were filled with ice, the ice turned into water, and the sound of breaking stones was like hitting jade.

Mingqi, who was crooked on the beauty couch, felt hot and unbearable, and impatiently glanced at Yin'er who was playing a fan on the side, she told Yin'er several times to "hurry up", but she still felt that the wind she fanned out was minimal.

A wisp of incense wafted into the Rongyue Pavilion, and then there was a ringing sound, Mingqi looked up helplessly, and saw that the maid opened the carved wooden door of the Rongyue Pavilion, and Hongluan Tingting walked in.

Hongluan and Mingqi knew each other very well, so they walked straight to Mingqi and sat down, looked at Mingqi, and sighed regretfully: "Sister, what's wrong?" The face has lost a circle.

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