Leng Nanxian raised her hand, but touched her hair: "You are dressed very uniquely today, why did you suddenly remember to wipe the fat and powder?" “

An Sheng only felt that Leng Nanxian's smile was a little weird, which made her feel uncomfortable, so she unconsciously shrunk her neck.

"It's just a whim."

"Really?" Leng Nanxian looked at her with a smile, with inquiry: "I thought it was a woman who pleases herself." ”

An Sheng blinked, and then he was a little shy, and hooked his head: "Did Master suddenly find that he was quite good-looking?" ”

Leng Nanxian looked at the little flush that quietly burned on her cheeks, and only thought that she was really told by herself, and felt as if she had choked on a fishbone, and snorted coldly from the end of her nose: "It's quite safe." ”

An Sheng was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize what this "quite safe" meant.

She slumped her shoulders and pouted sourly: "I'm clumsy, naturally no one else knows how to dress up, I am very weak, and my master rewarded me with a wet handkerchief, facing other people's faces full of fat powder, and I was reluctant to give up." ”

"What did you say?" Leng Nanxian narrowed his eyes and looked at An Sheng dangerously.

It's just to ask about the condition, the two have been closed for so long, isn't it reluctant?

But An Sheng saw that Leng Nanxian seemed to be annoyed, and he didn't dare to stiffen his mouth: "I said, I said that I would go and twist a handkerchief for the master to wipe his face." ”

"What do you do to wipe your face? It's not a hot day to sweat. ”

An Sheng raised his face and smiled: "Because you have been blacking a face is too scary, what if you can wipe it white?" ”

Thirty-six plans to go, without waiting for Leng Nanxian to react, she smeared oil on the soles of her feet and slipped away.

Leng Nanxian held his hand and let go, his heart was blocked, he couldn't go up, he couldn't come down, he couldn't have a seizure again, he gritted his teeth and said: "Missing a string!" ”

She shrugged her shoulders and only pretended to be deaf, where did she dare to turn back? I just don't understand what string is missing in my head?

Dingguo Marquis's Mansion.

Yu Jingyun leaned on the Taishi chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and had a plate of agate grapes in his hand.

He reached out and plucked one, flicked his fingers, and the raiser was thrown into his mouth with unmistakable accuracy.

A small servant moved from side to side, using a lotus leaf tray to pick up the grape seeds he spit out.

Two little girls with drooping hair stood in the middle of the room, holding the portrait in their hands, slowly unfolding it, and erecting it for him to see.

A person who looked like a steward stood respectfully opposite, introducing the fair girl in the portrait to Yu Jingyun.

The steward's tongue is a lotus, and the girl in the painting is boasted like a fairy on the Yao Pond, a sable cicada.

The Dingguo Marquis Mansion elected the princess, and in just two days, it swept most of the capital.

The current princess, the future Mrs. Hou, has a noble status and is powerful, and she will not change it for a concubine today.

What's more, Yu Jingyun is extraordinary, and his instrument is magnificent, and how many girls in the boudoir will never forget it when they see it.

In the court, all the girls in the boudoir are eager to try.

What if you have a low status? Even if you don't become a princess, if you fall into the eyes of the prince, being a concubine is a good thing for the glorious lintel.

The portrait was handed into the Hou Mansion like snowflakes, and the guards at the door all made a small fortune, but they hated that the prince could choose the princess every day, and he could not only make a fortune but also feast his eyes.

There is a thick pile on the case, or sitting on the piano, or dancing, or flowers, or low eyebrows and light smiles, thousands of charming, purple and red, each with its own elegance.

Even the steward was dazzled.

Yu Jingyun was careless, and raised his sword eyebrows slightly: "How many silver taels did this family give you in private?" Looking at your nonsense, I'm afraid you forgot your last name. ”

The steward smiled awkwardly, and did not hide it: "The prince is really as wise as a torch, observant, and can't hide anything from you." It's just a gold ingot, and if you are soft, you will inevitably be verbose. ”

After speaking, he quickly waved his hand: "Next, next." ”

The two little girls had to continue to change the next one.

"The prince of this world chooses the princess of the world, but you are so fat."

The steward smiled flatteringly, and quickly changed the topic: "The prime minister's daughter Yue Kexin, eighteen years old, full of poetry, seven steps into poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is ......"

Yu Jingyun glanced at the portrait, and with a "poof" sound, he spit out a grape seed, which hit the center of the eyebrows of the portrait beauty: "It's her, it's the right person, and her face is full of heroism, just like the prince of this world, put it aside for the time being, and wait for me to make a final decision." ”

Seeing that the prince was finally gracious, the steward rubbed his hands excitedly, took the portrait from the hands of the two little girls, and carefully put it aside alone.

Continuing to the next one, the prince doesn't lift his eyelids.

The little guy couldn't help but be curious, and admired the beauty on tiptoe, and for a moment he was in a trance, but the grape seed that Yu Jingyun spit out coldly did not catch it and fell to the ground.

Yu Jingyun stretched out his fingers, and a grape bloomed in the middle of the little girl's eyebrows, and the juice splashed everywhere.

"Do I choose the princess or do you choose it?"

The little guy was so frightened that he "pounced" and knelt on the ground: "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life." ”

Yu Jingyun snorted lightly: "Look at your little bit of breath? You can't be a little more angry, and when you go back, the prince will find such a handsome daughter-in-law for you. ”

It seems that the prince is not really angry, the little guy is relieved, and secretly wiped a cold sweat: "The villain doesn't dare to have extravagant hopes." ”

Yu Jingyun was in a rare mood and glared at him with slanted eyes: "What don't you dare to think?" These women are just empty of a good skin, and the rest are useless, not as good as the women of the countryside. ”

Yu Jingyun narrowed his eyes, and a strange face involuntarily appeared in front of him, and sighed in his heart, my family can still help me cook a meal, not a little better than them.

Seeing Yu Jingyun, the steward closed his eyes, not interested, and beckoned the two little maids to replace the next one.

The steward glanced at the seal on the scroll, cleared his slightly dry voice, and said meaningfully: "This one is the daughter of Xia Yunhai, the head of the household, ranked second, her name is Ansheng, she is sixteen years old, she is good-looking, virtuous and virtuous, and ...... smart."

Yu Jingyun had already straightened up in surprise, looked at the portrait, and then with a "poof", the grape grain that had just been thrown into his mouth popped out of his mouth, bounced twice on the ground, and rolled under the table.

The little guy didn't receive it again, and after missing it, he glanced at Yu Jingyun timidly.

Yu Jingyun widened his eyes, and then finally burst out with laughter, leaning forward and backwards with laughter.

"Who did this?"

The little guy still couldn't hold back, glanced at it secretly, and was instantly stunned.

The steward didn't know why, but when he turned around and looked, he was instantly dumbfounded.

The girl in the portrait has the word "king" painted on her forehead, three whiskers on her cheeks, and a pair of big watery eyes.

"This, this portrait was still good when it was sent, why did it become like this in a blink of an eye?"

The two little girls are also inexplicable.

Yu Jingyun was not angry, but laughed extraordinarily jubilantly: "This must be that little girl who doesn't want to get married, so she deliberately scribbles into this picture." ”

Outside the house, he snorted softly: "Brother Jingyun inevitably thinks of Xia Ansheng too purely, she can't wait to climb the Hou Mansion and seduce you in every possible way, how can she miss such a good opportunity?" ”

As soon as Yu Jingyun heard this voice, he knew who was uninvited, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled proudly.

"You don't stay in your Rui Wangfu to embroider, and what are you doing here with me?"

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Ling Luo Bing walked in angrily: "Brother Jingyun doesn't seem to like me coming?" ”

Yu Jingyun touched his chin: "I don't dare to say yes." You're just in time, help me choose a favorite sister-in-law to be Jingyun. ”

Ling Luobing glanced at An Sheng's portrait: "Do you still need to choose?" Doesn't Brother Jingyun like this Xia Ansheng? ”

Yu Jingyun was stunned: "You said this little girl with milk in milk?" ”

Ling Luobing nodded, and said in a weird manner: "You like her, now most of the people in the capital know it, and I can hear it in my ears." ”

Yu Jingyun looked at the portrait up and down: "You also said that after your reminder, this little girl will open up in the future, maybe she is really good-looking." ”

Ling Luobing was annoyed and ashamed, took a step forward, snatched the portrait of An Sheng, and tore it to pieces: "What's so good about this poor sour girl?" What qualifications does she have to be a princess? ”

Yu Jingyun looked innocent, smacked his lips: "I didn't say that I wanted to choose her, you said it yourself, why did you go back on your word?" ”

"I ......" Ling Luobing twisted his body: "Anyway, I just hate this woman!" ”

Yu Jingyun pointed to her nose and laughed, "Did you add the beard on this portrait?" ”

Ling Luo Bing snorted and admitted calmly: "I added it." Her Xia family is too shameless, and even sent all the portraits of her three daughters into the Hou Mansion, climbing power and power, and unscrupulous means. If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Naxia was already old and decrepit, I am afraid that she would be in a hurry to put on the battle. ”

Yu Jingyun raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked the steward, "What about the portraits of the other two daughters of the Xia family?" Let the prince take a look. ”

There is no need to rummage, the portraits of Xia Zixian and Xia Ziwu are on top of this thick pile of portraits.

The two girls each held a pair of pairs, giving Yu a look.

Yu Jingyun leaned over half of his body, looked at it intently, and said with interest: "Don't really say it, although Xia An doesn't grow up well, her sister is born bright." That's it, this seems to be the third miss of the Xia family, right? That's it, take it out and put it over there. ”

The steward responded happily, took Xia Ziwu's portrait, and put it side by side with Yue Kexin's portrait.

"They're just a small squire, how can they be worthy of you?" Ling Luobing was immediately anxious.

Yu Jingyun said nonchalantly: "Even if you can't be a princess, you can be a side concubine, this identity is more than enough." The candidate for the princess is someone else, so I naturally need to think about it. ”

Ling Luobing walked up, glanced at the portraits of Yue Kexin and the others, and said angrily: "Yue Kexin actually came to join in this fun? ”