Before the two of them could take a step, they were spotted by Jing Ruyi's sharp eyes, and shouted loudly: "Sister Wen, King Jingyang, what are you doing standing there, let's have fun together!" ”

Wen Yi, who was called, didn't know what to do, so he stopped in place to look at Junzi Yun.

"Want to go?"

"Well, the courtiers want to play."

It's rare for a group of ladies to get together and be lively like this.

Jun Ziyun looked at Ye Fu and Yu Xianggu, who were smiling happily among the crowd, and also stepped over, and sat down directly beside Ye Fu.

"Yo, King Jingyang, aren't you in the antechamber?"

Blind date?

Ye Fu smiled, the Hundred Flowers Club had a sign from the emperor and the Dingguo Mansion, and it was really blatant to find a lover for his daughter.

The hottest is the King of Jingyang beside him.

Even Emperor Junyi is brokering his marriage.

"Watching the prime minister have a good time, come and have a look."

"Okay, let's do it together."

Jing Ruyi excitedly explained the rules to the two newcomers and let Wen Yi sit beside her.

A flower-like jade girl gathered in a circle, mixed with a few young men and old fritters to look at Xu Qingzhi.

Ye Fu and Jun Ziyun are in the middle.

"King Jingyang, you can't sit here with me." Ye Fu whispered, and gently pushed Junzi Yun with his elbow.

"What's wrong?" Jun Ziyun leaned over and asked, the warm heat was blowing on Ye Fu's neck, making her a little stiff.

"Alright, alright, whatever you want."

Ye Fu smiled, and a drum sounded.

This time I played for a long time, and the girls were not stage frightened, happily showing their talents.

Xu Qingzhi has been lit up for the third time, and the poems and songs are full of small songs.

said bluntly: "It's really the evil of the flower ball." ”

Wei Huaiya on the side smiled guiltily.

Ye Fu saw it sharply, and then looked at the elegant and funny Xu Qingzhi.

Yo Xi, there's a play.

"What is the Prime Minister looking at?"

"Ahem, nothing."

The two sat close together, and no one could hear them talking quietly.

"Junzi Yun, don't talk to me, it will disrupt my rhythm."

"Then the king will knock it for you."

Saying that, Junzi Yun reached out through Ye Fu's armpits, and the whole person seemed to be hugging Ye Fu.

"Junzi Yun, don't mess around!"

"Huh?"

The crispy numb feeling spreads in the neck, and Ye Fu is still beating the drum.

Junzi Yun didn't let go, still gently grabbing the drumstick, rubbing against Ye Fu.

"Junzi Yun, ah!"

The sudden red hit Ye Fu, to be precise, it fell into the hands of Jun Ziyun.

At this point, the drumming also stopped.

Jing Ruyi smiled and said, "It's time for the prince!" ”

Obviously, this flower ball was thrown by Jing Ruyi.

Junzi Yun smiled warmly, got up and said, "What does the prime minister want to see?" ”

"What's ......" Ye Fu looked at everyone's expectant eyes, and his heart couldn't be brushed off.

"The weather is so good, let's dance the sword to cheer up."

As he spoke, King Jingyang really called his subordinates to bring his new sword.

"Eh, when did you get it?"

"This is a gift from the prime minister."

"Huh?"

"The prime minister forgot, the last time I went to the Ordnance Supervisor of the Ministry of War, I asked Jin Shangshu to fight."

Jun Ziyun took the sword and gestured in his hand, more than slender, hunting in the cold light.

Well, good sword.

The pattern on the sword is simple and elegant, and the snow white of the gentleman's body is really pleasing to the eye.

"Alas, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter this field with this drum, who knows the guqin here?"

"Sister Wen!" Jing Ruyi proclaimed loudly.

The subordinates immediately moved Wen Yi's Jing Shuqin.

Yo, the top ten famous pianos.

Ye Fu was just about to get up and give Jun Zi Yun a place, but he was pressed by Jun Zi Yun's slender hand: "The prime minister doesn't have to move." ”

"And how do you fly?"

Anyway, Junzi Yun has already begun.

And Wen Yi also followed the rhythm and played the guqin.

The sound of the piano is sassy and heroic.

Junzi Yun is worthy of being a first-class person in swordsmanship, covering up the fierce murderous aura on the battlefield, and softening a set of swordsmanship after dancing smoothly, wonderful and beautiful.

Looking at Wen Yi on the side, he was as quiet as a fairy, accompanied by the elegant and beautiful sound of the piano, as if he was in a different world.

Everyone was stunned.

"Prime Minister do you want to be together?"

Anyway, Junzi Yun slowed down his steps to Ye Fu's side, and from the beginning around Ye Fu's swordsmanship, it turned into holding Ye Fu's hand, taking her in his arms, and putting the sword in Ye Fu's hand.

"Don't be afraid, relax."

Ye Fu listened, and his steps softened.

Nima, this is a real knife and a real gun!

The crowd cried out.

"King Jingyang is really powerful, I heard that the prime minister doesn't know martial arts at all, and he can dance so beautifully."

"What a wonderful couple."

At the end of the song, Ye Fu was supported by Junzi Yun and rescued from the sword.

"It's hard work." The ambiguous tone brushed Ye Fu's ears.

"Lord Wang, have you gone a little too far?"

Ye Fu glanced at Wen Yi and motioned to Junzi Yun.

Doesn't he have a little bit of a b-number in his heart about the person who is favored by the saint today?

"This king has been thinking for a long time and feels that he should learn from the bold style of the prime minister."

"If you study like this, I'll be in trouble."

"Who would dare to make you suffer?"

"Hehe......"

There are also two days of the Hundred Flowers Club, and today's fun is over.

Junzi Yun was called by the Duchess of Dingguo to deal with things, and Ye Fu took Xu Qingzhi and others back to the house.

The second day was mostly comments, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.

Ye Fu glanced at the picture scroll displayed on the high platform, the landscape map, faintly there was a mountain man sitting on the stone cliff like a nap.

The delicate sheer cliffs depict danger, and the man is steep but fearless.

"Whose painting was this painting from childhood?"

"Xiangye, this is ...... Your previous work. ”

"Ah, that's it."

Ye Fu looked around, admired Wen Yi's splashed ink lotus, and praised the childlike crickets.

In the end, I still have a soft spot for Yu Wuling's paintings.

Yu Wuling is the most wonderful person.

Since it is an old work, it is only for viewing and will not participate in the review.

Ye Fu sat on the side and crossed the invisible Erlang legs.

She didn't dare to really warp, she was afraid that she would break her legs.

When I saw a beautiful woman in front of me, I vaguely walked towards him.

Looking closer, it was Wen Yi.

"Courtiers see prime minister."

"No courtesy."

Wen Yi's old father, Wen Rusong, is a big man on Ye Fu's side.

"Miss Wen is looking for her true face?"

"The courtiers have something to ask for."

"Oh? What's the matter? Ye Fu asked very sincerely.

"The courtiers want to let the prime minister say goodbye to King Jingyang on behalf of the courtiers."

"This!" Ye Fu was a little puzzled, "Is it what Wenge Lao meant?" ”

If Wen Rusong spoke, she Ye Fu would definitely want to help.

"That's what my father wanted."

"Eh, you said it earlier, wait, I'll go and find you Junziyun."

"Prime Minister!" Jing Ruyi on the side hurriedly pulled Ye Fu, and felt that there was a difference between men and women, so he let go of the sleeves he was pulling, "Prime Minister, if you don't tell Sister Wen, can you help me talk about it." ”

"Poofhaha!" Ye Fu held back a smile in his heart, and said in his heart, how can this little girl be so simple and cute, and she has no jealousy at all.

Such a simple love, the gentleman is really happy.

"Okay, considering that your daughter's family is thin-skinned, I'll go to Junzi Yun alone and talk to you. and so on. ”

Ye Fu took a piece of pastry in his mouth and led his guards to find Junzi Yun.

Jing Ruyi behind him pursed his mouth, frowned and wondered: "Sister Wen, could it be that we are thinking wrong, Yu Xiang doesn't look like a ...... It's not like the kind of person who has broken his sleeves. ”

"Since the aftermath is not ......"

"That's King Jingyang's wishful thinking, right?" Jing Ruyi said, feeling a panic in his heart, "My God, good King Jingyang!" ”

It's not a shocking thing to be a good man in Yu Kingdom, but when I think of a god like King Jingyang, my jaw drops a little.

Surprised, more of a pity.

It's a pity that there are so many boudoir girls.

"Don't think about it, Jingyang Wang Haoran is upright, he won't be that kind of person."

"Oh."

Jing Ruyi rolled his eyes and watched Wen Yi walk away.

glanced at the direction of Ye Fu's past, and quietly followed with the maid.

Hey, hey, hey, let me see who is the one who is the lover.