On this day, a certain one began to teach them talents, but it became one-on-one training, still according to their specialties, Cersei still sang, Mei Butterfly danced, Lianyu played and sang lyrically, Shu Jin painted and wrote lyrics with both hands, all day, she was locked in the house, teaching them the pop culture after a thousand years, they learned attentively, and when they left, their eyes were shining, and their steps were full of strength.

In the next few days, the girls were all engaged in intense practice, forgetting to sleep and eating, and working hard, not only to fight for a breath at the Flower Race Festival, to wash away the previous humiliating history, but also to not disappoint someone

Although they didn't put much pressure on them, they still wanted to do their best

A certain only left Mei Xi and Qingyu to rehearse together, in addition to singing and dancing, both of them are very talented, and they learn extremely quickly, except for the fact that they were a little confused in the face of those strange dance postures and lyrics at the beginning, everything else is fine.

At the end of the practice, I accepted it at a loss, and gradually got better, often in a certain private room came out of the cheerful tune, as well as the rhythm of tap and tap, very emotional.

The rainbow guards in the shadows couldn't help but want to twist one by one, but they were stopped by a look from the ink.

It's a pity that in the end, there is still no escape.

Because a certain person feels that there are too few people, especially in a certain song, the number of people is too small to create such a passionate picture.

So, the seven-colored rainbow guards came on the stage en masse, men and women, chic and neat costumes, followed by the agitated drumbeat, swaying their young bodies, swaying the taste of youthful blood.

The unification of the music was completed by the Jiran Jike brothers and sisters, and several other girls who did not compete in the flower building were also gathered, and the instruments of Jike were renamed drums, and a certain drum kit that imitated the previous life gave him an upside down, although the beating was not as good as the effect of the previous life, but it was already shocking enough.

Ji Ke couldn't touch the door at first, but gradually found out the feeling, for a while, I couldn't put it down, and there was a banging sound in the flower building every day.

In the past few days, Hualou has temporarily stopped picking up guests because of rehearsals, and all the young masters also understand, and they come to Hualou every day to listen to the movement, only to hear their voices and not see their people, and they are more itchy and unbearable, and they are more looking forward to the arrival of the Flower Festival.

In the past few days, there are also other flower buildings secretly running around to inquire about the news of the spring garden, although the gate is closed, but the movement of the song can still be more or less circulated, but unfortunately, they have not heard, the more they inquire, the more restless they feel, and they feel uncompetitive.

If you want to steal from school, Qin Yanru will stand on the second floor, and say with a smile, "These tunes are made by Mobao, the national goddess of Jimo, and we are full of spring, only what we play and sing in Hualou is genuine, and other people are not authorized, if there is a violation, it is shameful piracy, and it is a robbery that is not earned for nothing, and our Hualou will definitely fight with it to the end, thank you for your cooperation."

After Qin Yanru finished speaking, those thoughts who wanted to steal from school were also scattered without a trace, they didn't understand what genuine piracy was, but they still understood the shame and robbers, and they were red in shame for a while, so they could only leave in disgrace.

In the past few days, Lan Li has not come again, but people have sent a variety of medicinal foods that are extremely moisturizing to the throat, sweet and delicious, a certain one of them smiled, and gave back a picture of others, the painting is a cartoon little girl, with a cute and cute appearance, with big eyes, and there are stars twinkling in it, and a dialogue next to it, thank you Brother Li, is it about the day of the Flower Festival?

It is said that after the messenger went back and handed the paper to Lan Li, he was still puzzled, could the master see it?

Lan Li not only saw it, but also watched it all day with a smile on the corner of his lips, and began to let his subordinates actively prepare, the day of the Flower Race Festival went to Lishui River to watch the game, for a while the entire Jingping Marquis Mansion was shocked, the prince was not only willing to leave the house, but also willing to go to such a lively place?

Compared with the tears of the people in the Jingping Marquis's Mansion, the people in the Eldest Princess's Mansion are more bitter.

Because of their little county prince, they sighed and talked to themselves every day.

Because he was shut out by people who were full of spring.

The reason is that people are stepping up rehearsals, and they don't have time to serve all the idle people, etc., and they are still on guard against shameless spies to probe, so they don't see deaths

Ahem, then the people of Mao Jingping's Mansion can send medicinal food every day?

Isn't this the discrimination of red fruits?

Well, their little county king is a little stingy, and every time he goes, two songs are empty, but then he didn't have the courage to endure the pain and take the risk to carry a delicious pastry, who knows...... was still rejected mercilessly.

This time, the reason for refusal was even more frustrating, a certain national goddess said that she was allergic to the pastry, that the little county king was murdering her tactfully, and that it was an outrageous act of jealousy, and in the end, she was invited out by her subordinates.

Alas, it's hard to say, it's all sad tears.

Chu Yu's heart was even more sour, what did he do wrong? He is obviously the same as Lan Li, right? For Mao Lanli, he doesn't avoid suspicion, he avoids suspicion and is still so bad?

Didn't he just want to represent someone in the palace to get a relationship?

By the way, let's develop other businesses in Hualou, as well as things at the Flower Festival.

Speaking of the Flower Festival, Chu Yu said that he really tried his best, on the Lishui River, by the Lishui Bridge, he used the most luxurious painting boat in their house, and invited those young masters who usually play well, all of them were going to cheer for the spring garden, and he called Qin Haoran anyway, Haoran is the most high, and he disdains this kind of thing, but in order to cheer for a certain one, he said that he broke his mouth, and people agreed to come forward.

According to the rules of the competition, the judges are generally the sons and young masters of famous families in the capital, which girl has more support, and that one is the Saihua Fairy, he is hard enough, right?

But people don't appreciate it, he can't enter the flower building, so he once let people secretly send a message in, expressing his thoughts in detail, hoping to impress others, and the result is also a painting that responds to him, the painting is a strange villain, with a look of disgust and disdain, and the narrator doesn't say anything, but he just knows that what people say is, look at my dislike of your eyes.

Poof, his disgusted face is bloody

When there is still one day before the Flower Race Festival, it is another day of a date with a certain bun.

This time, of course, a certain one will not go, no matter how euphemistic and subtle the ink reminds, a certain one responds with a tsundere hum.

Broke up, understand?

The men and women who broke up, even if they want to reconcile, they have to take the initiative to cry and beg for life to consider forgiveness or not, she hasn't appreciated the look of the little bun begging her with a dead face, will she go on a date?

Is she such a good talker?

After dinner in the evening, the ink was still left in her private room, rubbing and refusing to leave, and wanting to die and struggle again, to seek some benefits for the emperor, Lan Shizi and Chu Xiaojun Wang all expressed enthusiastically, if the emperor didn't move, wouldn't he be more and more disliked?

However, the first thing you want is that people are willing to go to the dark room.

"Miss......"

The ink only opened for a while, and was interrupted by a certain one, "Ink, nagging and verbose are women's patents, understand? If you continue like this, it will make my sister doubt your gender and sexual orientation." ”

Hearing this, Jiu Lan quickly pretended not to understand the black line at her end, and hid away from a little farther away to sort out the clothes and jewelry that Miss Tomorrow was going to wear.

Ink understands the front, but not the back, "What does orientation mean?"

One gave him a blank look, "It's that the person you like may not be a woman, but a man, or the kind of small bun type that is not open, with neither six-pack abs nor fishing line." ”

"Ahem......" ink coughed as if he was going to flush out his lungs, and he dared to be a little more ruthless, wouldn't he?

"Okay, you don't have to do these senseless struggles anymore, my sister won't go, my sister broke up with him, and I can't play happily together, he's too treacherous and black-bellied, if my sister doesn't stay away from him, maybe one day he will be sold and help count the money, isn't it painful?"

A certain one was complaining unceremoniously, and the ink listened speechlessly, but in his heart he was still somewhat acquiescing, according to the emperor's scheming, maybe there would really be that day, cough cough.

"Miss, I'm serious. ”

"Hmph, you know if it's serious or not. A certain person only took a sip of tea and began to drive people away, "Do you have anything else to do? You can step down if you have nothing to do, and my sister doesn't need you to sleep at night." ”

Poof, Ink endured a mouthful of blood, touched a handful of sweat, and said strongly, "Miss, there is still something to do with my subordinates, serious things." ”

"What's the matter?" ”

"That's it, are you ready for tomorrow's Flower Festival competition?"

"Naturally, sister, you can rest assured. ”

"Then how sure are you that you can deal with the first game tomorrow? It is said that the girls of each flower house have tried their best to dress up, and they are all trying to charm those young masters when they cross the Lishui Bridge. ”

"Don't worry, as soon as my sister's legs are stretched, all beasts will surrender"

The "......" ink and Jiu Lan in the distance looked at each other, and suddenly despaired of tomorrow.

"By the way, have you found out who will be the judges of the competition tomorrow?"

"This time, there are a lot of sons of the family who came to cheer, compared to the previous few times are more grand, the boats on the Lishui River are said to be full of shore, almost all of these famous families in the capital have, some are to comment, some are also to see the excitement, the regent is the most weighty, the palace of the painting boat is also the most luxurious and exquisite, as well as the Xian Wang's Mansion, the Eldest Princess's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jingping Houfu, Ding'an Hou Mansion, in addition, the six adults in the court are said to have moved in their homes, and there are a lot of rich businessmen, chartered a boat just to see the beauty of the style, oh, tomorrow, the Praetorian Guard is responsible for the security of the Lishui River, and your sworn brother will probably also appear。 ”

"Mm-hmm, are they all men? Women don't have anything?"

"This kind of competition is a lively competition for the sake of elegance and fun, and the daughters in the boudoir generally don't go, but it is not excluded that there are those who have the audacity to dress up as men and secretly play with them. ”

"Well, it's good that they're all men, otherwise my sister will fascinate those men when the time comes, won't it cause the anger of the women?"

...... "You're not afraid of causing someone's wrath?"

After the ink was withdrawn, a certain one asked Jiu Lan to get a bucket of water and put it in the ear room, and sprinkled some petals on it very coquettishly, and one soaked in it for half an hour, and after feeling fragrant, he casually wrapped a robe and went out.

There is a pair of slippers on the feet, people in this time and space do not wear this, especially women, because they are exposed to their feet, which is not in line with the boudoir, but a certain one likes it, especially when washing at night, it feels very troublesome and awkward to put on shoes again, so she drew a look, and asked the best red in the seven-colored rainbow Weili to help make two pairs, one pair is worn when it is hot, the front and back are exposed, and the other pair is worn now, the front is breaded, but the slender heel in the back is white and dazzling.

Made together, and the robe she was wearing at the moment, it was a conservative version of the pajamas in her previous life, she originally asked Hong'er to make a big opening, but people blushed and didn't do it, and finally compromised, the front placket crossed left and right, only revealing a smooth neck, the sleeves were a few inches shorter, and the thin wrist was tender like a new lotus root.

When she came out of the ear room, because she had just bathed, her hair was still wet, draped over her shoulders, and her small face was soaked in water vapor, which was clear and delicious, especially the big eyes, enveloped in water vapor mist, and a trace of lazy coquettishness, which was actually more beautiful than usual.

When Jiu Lan saw it, her eyes also shook, but when she thought of something, she suddenly became eager again, "Miss, you wait." ”

One was stopped, yawned, and said unhappily, "What are you waiting for, my sister is sleepy, okay?"

"But ......"

"But what is it, Xiao Jiujiu, get out of the way, don't block my sister from sleeping for beauty sleep. ”

"No, miss, you can't go in now. Jiu Lan's face was worried, and her voice was very low.

"For Mao?"

"Because of ......" Because of what, Jiu Lan bit her lip and didn't know how to say it.

At this moment, a certain one had already ignored her, took advantage of her tangled emptiness, quickly flashed over, rushed over in three or two steps, opened the obscuring curtain, and went back to the innermost room where he slept.

Jiu Lan eagerly followed behind, walked behind the curtain, paused, thinking that what she should have seen had been seen, and there was no point in her stopping it, so she stayed outside.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, those men were very prescient to hide in the yard and stand guard, otherwise looking at Miss's disheveled appearance, Miss's name ...... Whether she can keep it or not, Miss probably doesn't care, but it's hard to say whether everyone is scared or not.

May the one inside not be frightened

Jiu Lan's expectations were disappointed, as soon as she entered the door, she saw a small bun that had not been seen for many days standing by the window with her back to her, and when she heard her coming in, she subconsciously turned around, and then, the moment the two looked at each other, they were scared of each other.

I just can't imagine that Xiao Baozi will appear in his room, or in the most private bedroom, what about Nima's discipline? No, how did he get in? What is he here for? Is he trying to sneak attack while she is asleep?

Ahem, she was thinking a little too much in her head, staring at him with big eyes, completely forgetting how terrifying her image at the moment was to the ancients.

Ji Mo Meng was so deeply shocked that he stared at her intently, forgetting to ignore insolence.

The wet hair was messy but weirdly sultry, the moist little face was like a hibiscus out of the water, beautiful and amazing, the most important thing was the clothes she was wearing, he saw her white skin like jade, bright and more exciting than the moonlight tonight.

His mouth was suddenly dry, his heartbeat was irregular, and a layer of heat gradually appeared on his little face, he wanted to glance away at his face, but his body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Until, after a certain one came back to his senses first, his eyes rolled maliciously, and then he opened his throat and was about to shout "Pervert, ......"

As soon as the first word sounded, Jimo Meng, who flew over after waking up, covered his mouth hard.

As a result, the people listening to the corner outside only heard one color word, and the rest was a struggling movement, which was unthinkable.

Jiu Lan subconsciously wanted to rush in, endured it, or gave up, just the young lady's temperament, the emperor should burn incense and worship the Buddha without suffering, what else is she worried about?

In the room, the two stared at each other, because the incident happened suddenly, so they forgot to avoid suspicion, the two of them were very close, and they could clearly smell each other's smell.

The fragrance of her petals after bathing, he is the elegant honor of the precious agarwood infected.

Whether they want to or not, each other's breath has entered each other's mouths and noses, and has been transmitted to the bottom of their hearts, stirring the most youthful string.

Ji Momeng's breathing was a little messy, her eyes flickered and she couldn't look directly at her anymore, and there was a red patch behind her ears.

One of them gradually became a little uncomfortable, and after glaring at him fiercely with his eyes, a finger that was not controlled pointed at him.

Jimo Meng's palm covering her lips suddenly trembled, and it was hot, as if it was being burned, "You, if you don't scream, I will take it away." ”

A certain nodded, and at the moment he let go, he suddenly bit him, and successfully saw a certain small bun as if it had been struck halfway by lightning, staring at the tooth marks in the palm of his hand, stiffening his body, half loud, and then put his hand behind his back in shame, "Mobao, you, you are simply ......"

A certain one tugged at the clothes on his chest and raised his eyebrows, "How am I?"

Jimo Meng choked for a moment, thinking of her actions, she didn't continue to say anything, and turned away with a little annoyance, no longer looking at her.

One snorted lightly, clasped his arms in his hands, and couldn't help but sneer, "Isn't it a little late to think about indecent disrespect now?"

"I, I ......" that is, Mo Meng is a little lacking in confidence, "I didn't mean it. ”

"Didn't it mean it?

"I ...... Nor is it intentional. A cute and embarrassed defense.

"Snort, that's deliberate, don't tell my sister that you are sleepwalking in my boudoir"

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