The spring breeze breaks the ice, and the world sprinkled with spring ushers in another recovery. The green grass is blue and dotted with bright flowers.

Xun Yu wore a blue and white floral placket skirt, and the waist seal was lightly wrapped around the slender waist and held it. She propped her head up, her long sleeves shallow back, revealing a white arm. Rumo green silk hangs obediently between the shoulder blades and arms, occasionally dancing mischievously with the wind. Sakura's lips were hooked as if she was smiling, and her bright eyes were like splashing ink, smudged with a thick black.

Still like the person in the painting, close at hand but like a fairy in the clouds, it seems to be no different from the ordinary, but if there is a kind of evil spirit lingering, people can't help but be afraid, and the back is cold.

Zhuang's mother was angry, Li Yan and Yan Hui, one for her mother-in-law and the other for her husband, she actually made such a ridiculous choice! Just as she wanted to apply for it, she could meet the eyes that seemed to be clear but seemed to be able to devour everything, Zhuang's mother was stunned, and she couldn't help but think of the appearance of the immortal old man when he was angry.

did not move his anger, and he was already self-assured.

It took a long time for Zhuang's mother to squeeze out a sentence "You, how can you be like this".

Xun Yu smiled and suggested, "You may be able to go to Yan Hui and ask him to order me." ”

Zhuang's mother blushed, snorted for a while, and threw down a sentence "Mrs. really loved you by mistake", and slammed the door angrily.

Yue'er, who had been listening outside for a long time, walked in and said worriedly: "Niangniang, Mother Zhuang has great kindness to Wang Ye, I'm afraid it will ......."

Xun Yu chuckled, picked up the medical book and continued to read.

Before Yue'er said that Zhuang's mother is a kind-hearted person, but her kindness is not distinguishing between right and wrong, which is painful. As long as you show weakness to her and shed a few tears, you can get sympathy and help. Li Yan's ability to gain a firm foothold in the Yan Mansion and gradually put the power into her hands has a lot to do with her.

I thought Yue'er was exaggerating, but after observing it carefully for a while, I found that Zhuang's mother had done more than that.

If Yan Huo was coerced by the so-called kindness of such people, Xun Yu frowned, then he was not worthy of being her partner, even if it was only in name.

The other side.

After listening to Yan Tong's report, Yan Huo smiled sarcastically.

Kindness...... No matter how heavy the kindness is, it can't stand the wear, let alone the long-term coercion of kindness.

Yan Tong stared at him, and when he saw that he was not angry, his heart was relieved. If he could, he would like to leave Mother Zhuang to another village again - they had worked hard to get her to leave the Yan Mansion.

"Lord Wang, the eldest prince sent someone to deliver a letter."

Yan Huo opened the letter, his eyes gradually darkened, and the cold air that permeated his body almost disfigured. He was silent for a long time, and then slowly folded the letter, "Tell him that this king will definitely be there." ”

After that incident, except for big occasions such as palace banquets, Yan Hui and the eldest prince Murong Cuo never had the opportunity to meet, let alone communicate. Although I don't know why he took the initiative to invite now, whether it was a Hongmen banquet or not, he accepted it!

***

Following.

Yan Huo was led by the servant to the welcoming place of the Great Prince's Mansion. Before entering the hall, the sound has arrived.

There were dancers dancing in the hall, and when you looked closely, most of them were about thirteen years old, which was completely different from the adult dancers that other people liked and commonly used.

The eldest prince Murong Cuo, who lived in the family for a long time, and the queen's mother family was powerful, he should have been the first candidate for the position of the prince, but he ended up in a situation where he was hated by the emperor and disliked by his ministers, and he had to be said to be to blame.

Murong Cuo is handsome, tall and long-legged, and naturally engraved in his bones, even if the wine pond meat forest and obscene absurdity have not been completely erased over the years. He sat cross-legged on a cushion, one foot propped up, his hand holding a gold-cast wine glass, and the other holding a girl. His face was flushed, apparently he had drunk too much, and his obsessive gaze followed the dancer, his expression full of longing.

Yan Huo stood with his hands in his hands, and almost with all his strength did he take his eyes off the girl in his arms, staring at the eldest prince extremely coldly.

The eldest prince only noticed Yan Huo after a long time, was slightly stunned, staggered to his feet, and did not drag the girl away.

"Yan, Yan Junwang...... Haha, I didn't expect me to invite so many people, and you were the only one who came. Good! Very good! He patted Yan Hui on the shoulder, burped, and stuffed the girl into Yan Hui's arms. I've got you covered with this! Don't look small, the taste is no worse than the big one, ha, haha......"

Murong Cuo Lang smiled heartily, and called people to change to an extremely seductive dance, if the mind is not strong or greedy for wine, he will definitely be moved by this group of dancers who should be innocent and immature but exude charm and seduction......

The black and red in Yan Hui's eyes rolled, as if he was struggling to resist, I don't know how long it took, the black and red did not defeat each other, they could only merge together. Mixed with black and red, look closely, like the color of Shura......