The soft sedan chair walked slowly, and from time to time there was a coquettish cry from inside. This kind of collective outing of everyone's daughters aroused the interest of passers-by. Walking to the back, from time to time people gathered around and pointed and pointed, excited.

Luo Xiaoyi heard the laughter outside, although she really wanted to go out and show off. But as soon as this thought came to mind, she sat down in pain. Her face is covered with such a thick layer of powder, and others can no longer see anything else except that she is a beauty from her exposed **** skin.

She still has a lot of boyish mentality, and when she looks down at her open-chested robe, she is very depressed. couldn't help but lift the collar, Luo Xiaoyi muttered: "It's really ugly to wear it like this." ”

"Miss Biao, this is a popular dress in the capital. Why can't the lady get used to it? Siqin's cold voice came from his ears again. Luo Xiaoyi glanced at her elegantly with a ladylike temperament, then slowly opened her lips and said slowly: "Who said that what is popular in Beijing must be good?" ”

The two get along with each other and stumble every day. After stumbling a few more words, the soft sedan car stopped, and the voice of the guard came from outside: "Miss Biao, the Assassin's Mansion has arrived." ”

"Assassin's Mansion?" Luo Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked again, "Assassin Mansion?" ”

Siqin looked at her and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

This dead girl reacted quite quickly, and after we asked a few words, she was suspicious.

Luo Xiaoyi didn't look at her, and slowly walked out of the sedan chair, feeling that she had already shown her young lady's majesty, she replied: "Of course it's not right, that Thorn Shi has only been here for a few days, why did he gather so many ladies to come to his mansion, this is not decent." ”

Siqin also felt a little unpresentable, so she nodded, held her hand, and slowly walked towards the vermilion gate in front.

In front of the Assassin's Mansion, there were a large number of sedan chairs parked, and in the Assassin's Mansion, bursts of women's laughter were endless. Luo Xiaoyi walked all the way through the delicate and weak, wearing flowers and willows.

When these ladies came, the housekeepers were not easy to welcome, and it was the wives and daughters of the officials who accompanied them in and out of the young ladies who accompanied them. Luo Xiaoyi inquired a little, and learned that this time the gathering was only held through the Assassin Mansion.

Luo Xiaoyi pursed her lips and chuckled, trying to be consistent with the girls present. But her heart was full of joy: If the assassin is really Liu Yan, can I take this opportunity to escape? At this time, she remembered what Liu Yan said to her the last time, and couldn't help but think again: It's not appropriate, staying by this Liu Yan's side, I'm afraid it's even more boring than being this cousin.

Well, let's do it with the camera.

In the Assassin's Mansion, the sound of silk and bamboo came faintly, and from time to time you could see two or three ladies gathering together, whispering with shame on their faces. Under the leadership of Siqin, Luo Xiaoyi walked to the two ladies peacefully. And a hundred meters away from her, there were Chun Shi Niang and others.

Not long after Luo Xiaoyi stood still, the ladies in front of him began to walk towards the front again. From the whispers that came from time to time, Luo Xiaoyi knew that the banquet had begun.

"My sister is very face-to-face, I don't know what it is?" Behind Luo Xiaoyi, a girl's soft voice suddenly came. She turned her head and looked curiously at a young girl of fifteen or sixteen, who was rather round. Luo Xiaoyi was answering, and Siqin next to him had already taken the lead: "This is Miss Biao from Yangfu in Xicheng, who is originally from Hangzhou, and she only arrived in Shu this time." ”

"Sister Yang is polite." The girl Yingying saluted, and after Luo Xiaoyi returned, she said softly: "My little sister's surname is Ling, and she ranks nineteenth in the clan. "Surname Ling? Luo Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, and Siqin exhaled softly in surprise next to her: "It turns out that this sister is the daughter of the Ling family, no wonder she looks so beautiful and so graceful." After that, she also glanced at Luo Xiaoyi, and there was contempt in her eyes.

Luo Xiaoyi snorted secretly, she looked at Ling Jiuniang in front of her curiously, and asked, "Ling Mansion?" It's very famous, and I've heard it in Hangzhou. Which city is your Ling family in Chengdu? ”

Ling Jiuniang pursed her lips and smiled, and said gently: "Well, I am from the Ling family in Dongcheng." ”

She pointed ahead and said softly, "This gathering is the strength of my clan sister Sanniang. Speaking of this, she didn't know what to think, a flush quickly appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes also showed joy and hatred.

Grandma's, this nineteen mothers have a spring heart. Strange, why does she move her heart when she talks about parties? Oops, is it to this thorn Shi Lord. No, how can a daughter of a family like this be willing to be a concubine? I remember that Liu Yan has a last wife, isn't the assassin really Liu Yan?

Just as Luo Xiaoyi muttered, the girls walked into a huge garden. The garden is very interesting and is surrounded by a pond. From each direction, there is a stone bridge that leads into the garden.

It's early autumn, and apart from a pool of red and white lotuses, no other flowers are still blooming.

However, the trees in the garden are very luxuriant, and they do not look withered at all because of autumn. In the middle of the garden, there is a large pavilion. The pavilion was so large that it could seat dozens of people.

The direction in which the women were going was obviously the pavilion. Luo Xiaoyi looked at it and saw that on the grass outside the pavilion, there were still stone chairs and wooden chairs of different shapes. On the verdant and lovely grass, there are many places where thick Shu brocade is also paved, and snacks are placed on the Shu brocade.

All the ladies had arrived at this time, Luo Xiaoyi counted them, and there were about twenty young ladies who appeared here, and they were all wearing hairstyles from the end of marriage. And the girls, since they crossed the stone bridge, stood peacefully by the pond, looking at their young ladies, just waiting for their orders.

Seeing that Siqin also had to leave him and stand in the group of maidservants, Luo Xiaoyi smiled slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth: "Siqin, you just stay here." I don't need your service. With that, Luo Xiaoyi raised his head and walked forward with great vigour.

Ling Jiuniang was about to walk towards the middle of the pavilion, and finally Luo Xiaoyi, who had an acquaintance, would let her go away. At the moment, he took her hand and walked briskly towards the Shu brocade spread on the grass.

On the left, there are more than a dozen women sitting cross-legged, holding various musical instruments and playing melodiously. The sound of silk and bamboo that Luo Xiaoyi heard along the way was from them.

Luo Xiaoyi and the two were about to sit down on the Shu brocade, when they suddenly heard a commotion behind them. Luo Xiaoyi saw that the ladies around her were shy and timid. Luo Xiaoyi looked back, lotus, opposite the pond, and walked through more than ten years of young man. These young men are all dressed in brocade and luxury, and they seem to be the children of rich and noble families.

The teenagers kept looking to the side. One of the young men who walked in front said something, and the boys stepped onto the stone bridge and walked towards the garden.

Since ancient times, although there has been a saying that men and women do not kiss. But in the Tang Dynasty, especially after Emperor Wu succeeded to the throne, the relationship between men and women became much more casual. Even the princesses in the palace are invited to see celebrities, not to mention the Shu land where the emperor is far away?

"Hee-hee, it's really a blind date." Luo Xiaoyi's soft muttering reached Ling Jiuniang's ears. Chun Jiuniang has long been ashamed, and after hearing Luo Xiaoyi's words, she was even more ashamed. She glanced at Luo Xiaoyi angrily, and said softly, "Also, it's not." ”

At Shangluo Xiaoyi's sparkling eyes, Ling Jiuniang was looking for a few words of explanation. But seeing Luo Xiaoyi's eyes stunned, he looked at the other side in a daze, his eyes flashed, and he looked very excited.

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A Thousand Faces:

She crossed over, and as soon as she came, she found that she was tied to the bed of Murong Ke, the military god of the Yan Kingdom.

She had four faces, and Xie An, the first son of the Jin Kingdom, fell in love with three of them.

This is an absurd and troubled time, she is a charm girl in troubled times, and the world has created a word that has been passed down through the ages in order to remember her: Fenghua is peerless! (To be continued.) )