Shou Wang's Mansion is outrageous.

After passing through the Hanging Flower Gate, entering the four gates, and walking through the courtyard of flowers and trees, Han Xuzhi and Shen Miaoyan came to the main hall.

At this time, the main hall was brightly lit, and it was already full of nobles.

Han Xuzhi didn't know them, so although he was reluctant, he still sat next to Han Tangzhi.

Shen Miaoyan was about to sit down, Han Tangzhi gave a look to the maid next to her, and the maid immediately stepped forward with a humble and polite smile: "I don't know what identity this girl is?" Have you received an invitation? ”

Shen Miaoyan glanced at Han Tangzhi and was silent.

The maid smiled and said, "There are not enough seats in the main hall today, and I have wronged the girl." ”

With that, he moved the chair away.

Some people noticed the situation here, and looked at Shen Miaoyan one after another, seeing that she was born beautiful, but there was a faint sorrow between her eyebrows, and they couldn't help but guess her identity.

Jun Shuying's gaze fell on her from the moment she stepped in.

There was a little inquiry in that gaze, after a few years, this little girl looked even more beautiful than before, but how could there be more sadness on her body that she had never had before?

Could it be his crippled royal brother who abandoned her?

The corners of his delicate lips pursed into a fairy-like smile, and he beckoned to her: "Miaomiao, come here." ”

Shen Miaoyan heard someone call her, looked up, and met Shangjun Shuying's warm gaze like a spring breeze.

The hand in her sleeve tightened, and she bit her lip lightly, Jun Shuying was ...... What do you mean?

And everyone was amazed, what is the origin of this girl, so that His Royal Highness King Xuan is so blue-eyed?!

King Xuan is a fairy-like figure and the emperor's most trusted son, it is really rare for him to be able to come to this banquet with a face, and he is still so approachable to talk to a little girl?!

Seeing that Shen Miaoyan's face was full of defense, Jun Shuying's heart was inexplicably displeased, and she called again: "Come here." ”

Shen Miaoyan lowered her head, walked over slowly, and bowed down the steps: "Greetings to Your Highness." ”

Jun Shuying didn't call her up, stared at her, her eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly.

He always felt that this little girl exuded a strong sadness all over her, as if she would cry at any moment.

He was looking at the room, and a chamberlain sang loudly: "King Shou arrives ......"

Everyone looked out the door, and a man in a black embroidered dragon brocade robe, wearing a dark gold carved mask on the left side of his face, was sitting in a wheelchair, and was being pushed in by a tall guard.

They hurriedly got up, lowered their gazes, and said in unison: "Say hello to the prince!" ”

Shen Miaoyan turned her back to the door, and trembled uncontrollably.

Jun Shuying glanced at Jun Tianlan, looked at her again, got up with a smile, and helped her up with her own hands, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "What's wrong?" I thought you were more affectionate than gold. ”

Shen Miaoyan couldn't help but glare at him, Jun Shuying smiled eagerly, reached out and pinched her tender face, and said in a gentle tone: "Miaomiao, you can stare at people, you can get angry, you can smile, you like this are you." ”

The scene of the two pinching their faces and whispering all fell into Jun Tianlan's eyes, and he was still expressionless.

Ye Rin pushed him to the upper seat, he didn't care whether people came or not, and he didn't care about everyone's birthday gifts, and said hoarsely: "The banquet begins." ”

A beaded curtain hung in the corner, and more than a dozen musicians sat behind the beaded curtain, playing the most popular tunes among the upper class of the Great Zhou aristocracy.

The dancers were dressed in golden gauze long skirts, and the lotus steps were swaying, diluting the oppressive and cold feeling that Jun Tianlan brought to everyone.

The people of the whole capital knew that the newly returned four princes had a cruel personality and an uncertain temper, so no one dared to say anything, and only continued to stagger.

Han Xuzhi was a little anxious, and whispered to Shen Miaoyan: "Miaoyan, come back!" ”

Shen Miaoyan walked back to him, he poured a glass of wine and stuffed it into her hand, and ordered, "Go and toast the prince." ”

Shen Miaoyan turned his head to look at Jun Tianlan, who was staring at the dancing girl.

Looking down, she saw the wheelchair beneath him.

His legs, what's wrong?

Was it smashed by that beam?

She was stunned for a long time, and the other party seemed to notice that she was looking at his legs, and the sharp gaze immediately cast on.

Shen Miaoyan hurriedly lowered his head, walked in front of him with a complicated mood, and didn't dare to look at him: "Wine." ”

The movement above attracts everyone's attention, and the song and dance are no longer attractive.

They all stared at the pink girl, could it be that this girl was a beauty who was used by the third son of the Han family to present to the prince?

Among the birthday gifts prepared by some of the people here, there are also all kinds of beauties, but they are not as beautiful as this girl.

Everyone's eyes were different, and they were all waiting to see if King Shou would accept this gift.

Jun Shuying smiled and was also watching.

Shen Miaoyan could feel that she was being looked at by the people around her.

She was embarrassed, her heart came up, she didn't want to salute this Laoshizi's wine, and was about to leave in anger, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she was taken into a wide but not warm embrace.

This person is scented with mountains and rivers, and it is very cold and cold.

The first time she smelled this fragrance, it was like being in a snowy mountain, and it was cold to the bone, which made her shiver.

Jun Tianlan held her in his arms, and clearly felt that she seemed to have lost weight.

Is it because you can't linger with Han Xu night anymore?

The curvature of his thin lips was strange and evil, and he sniffed the girl's neck in front of everyone, and his voice was hoarse like a beast: "The gift of Shuzhi is very good." The king took it. ”

"Gifts? I'm not a courtesy—"

Shen Miaoyan's eyes widened, and before she finished speaking, she was thrown away by Jun Tianlan, and shook the hem of her robe as if she was dirty: "Take her down and clean her well." ”

Two expressionless maids stepped forward and dragged her straight down, ignoring Shen Miaoyan's struggle.

Han Xuzhi saw that King Shou seemed to like it, and his heart was suddenly relieved.

Jun Shuying supported her cheek with one hand, rubbed the peiyu on her waist, staring at the direction where Shen Miaoyan was dragged away, and there seemed to be a smile on her fairy-like face.

The feast continues.

Shen Miaoyan was taken to the backyard wing, and several maids who knew kung fu couldn't help but tear off her clothes, threw her into the bathtub, and took a brush to brush on her.

She was very painful, held back her tears, and asked them, "Your master, what's wrong with your legs?" ”

No one answered her words, only continued to brush on her.

Her sparkling white skin couldn't withstand such torture, and her whole body was flushed with red.

She was ashamed and angry, and wanted to hug herself, but she was vigorously held by those dumb maids, and it was clear up and down, inside and out.

Tears fell from the steaming tub, and she whimpered and cried, only to feel that the experience of these days was like a dream.

Why did the fourth brother become such a gentle person......

Steam.

She couldn't figure out whether his former tenderness was a dream, or was his current cruelty a dream?

If it's a dream, can you wake up sooner?

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