Chapter 93: A Bad Stomach 2
After the Dragon Boat Festival, it is the hot season that really enters the summer.
The sun hung in the sky like a huge ball of fire, and the sun scorched the earth unscrupulously, as if it was about to shoot through everything.
Boating on the sparkling, breezy wide river is a very pleasant pleasure.
That boat is another luxury painting boat in the long run.
In addition, the shape is similar to the painting boat that watched the dragon boat race during the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is also elegantly decorated and splendid. It's just a little smaller, and it looks very delicate.
Liuchang and I sat inside.
A young woman plays a kite on the side.
I know this woman.
She is one of the concubines who have been in the long line. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, she laughed at me, saying that I was a vulgar and rude wild girl who didn't know how to be polite, but she was furious, grabbed a three-legged jade cup on the table on the spot, and smashed it on her forehead.
Now the wound on her forehead is still there, and the ointment is applied.
Seeing me look at her, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.
Bow your head and play the kite. The slender ten fingers flutter on the strings, intertwining rapidly. The sound of the piano is tinkling, smooth and crisp, vivid and lively, like the murmuring of flowing water, melodious and pleasant.
There was a boy standing beside her, and I looked familiar to me.
It turned out to be the spider demon Nanxi Shadow.
Nan Xiying blushed when she saw me staring at him. Using the sound transmission technique, Ai Ai explained: "The benefactor no longer lives in the deserted garden, the deserted garden is deserted, and I am quite bored. One day, I accidentally wandered to the north corner of the Huainan Palace, and heard the beautiful sound of the piano played by the Xuene girl, so I was amazed, and tried my best to enter the Huainan Palace, and then tried every means to serve by her side. β
Sneaked a sneak peek at me.
And then use the sound transmission technique, there is no silver three hundred taels like this place: "Xuene girl singing and dancing skills, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all proficient, especially good at playing the kite." I...... I entered the Huainan Palace, just to listen to the beautiful sound of the snow girl's piano. β
His words are not right, and therefore his heart is empty.
The sound is almost inaudible.
I don't care about him. Anyway, whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me.
At this time, the chief was about to sit and not sit in a seat, lazily half sitting and half lying on a chair, leaning heavily on the back of the chair, and resting his feet on another chair.
Full of ruffianism.
It seems that the upper body of a man in the street market, where is the noble appearance of the prince?
His eyes were indescribably wild.
The unbridled gaze rested on me blatantly, and the smug look seemed as if I was his prey.
I was a little annoyed by what he saw.
Glared at him.
The long "hehe" smile, revealing a mouthful of snow-white hideous teeth.
The table in front of you is filled with fresh pastries, seasonal fruits, purple clay pots, trays, small jars and other things. The coals in the small stove not far away were burning brightly, and a shiny copper kettle rested on it.
A maid was busy.
"Miss Rou'erβ" Liuchang narrowed his eyes, looking confused. didn't hide his obscene and shameless thoughts, and asked bluntly: "Do you like rude and tough men, or do you like gentle and delicate men?" β
I replied Swift: "I don't like it." β
"Why?" Liu Chang asked.
"Because men aren't good things!" I replied.
Liu Chang laughed: "Miss Liu'er, you are wrong, this prince is a good thing." As long as you like it, whether it is a rude and tough type, or a gentle and delicate type, this prince will change at will. β