Chapter 115: Hitting the Wrong Person

At the beginning of the lanterns, lanterns were lit in the garden of Yifu.

In the middle of the pavilion with a pink veil draped, the three of them were drinking.

Yi Zhifu took the initiative to pour a glass of wine, and said to King Yan opposite: "His Royal Highness King Yan, the lower official respects you, you have worked hard in the past few days." ”

Shen Jingchen drank the wine and said humbly: "Where, where is it, it is Lord Yi who has worked hard." Such a severe flood broke out in Boryeong Province, but Tai'an Province was so peaceful, all thanks to the good governance of Yi Zhi Province. ”

"Haha, thank you Your Highness for your compliment, this is all within the responsibility of the lower officials."

Wang Zhongxian, who was ignored, also hurriedly raised his glass, "I didn't expect His Highness to come to Tai'an Mansion to investigate the flood, and he was rescued by my sister by accident, this is really fate." ”

Shen Jingchen turned around and saluted Wang Zhongxian, "It is indeed fateful, thanks to Brother Wang's family for taking care of it some time ago." ”

Wang Zhongxian was a little excited and stood up to clink glasses with Shen Jingchen, but because he was a little nervous, he couldn't control the strength in his hands. As soon as the two glasses collided, a little wine jumped up from the glasses and fell directly onto the hem of Shen Jingchen's clothes.

"Oops, damn it, the grass people stained His Highness's clothes." Wang Zhongxian's face changed, and he was about to kneel down and confess his guilt in a panic.

A pair of hands held him up steadily, "Brother Wang doesn't have to mind, if it's a trivial matter, you will have to ask for guilt." Your family is a lifesaver for me, and if I punish you for this little thing, wouldn't it seem that I am very unreasonable? After Shen Jingchen finished speaking, he laughed indifferently.

Wang Zhongxian still looked sincerely frightened, he reached out and took off his light blue coat, "How can Your Majesty wear dirty clothes?" This is the clothes that the grass people just bought today, if His Royal Highness doesn't dislike it, it is better to exchange one with the grass people. ”

Shen Jingchen wanted to shirk it, but Wang Zhongxian said very insistively: "The grass people know that His Royal Highness is in good health, but the grass people really don't want to go, if His Royal Highness doesn't wear clothes, but the grass people don't dare to wear them anymore." ”

"Well, well." Shen Jingchen had no choice but to take the coat and put it on, Wang Zhongxian also smiled, took the moon-white shirt that the other party took off and put it on himself.

Yi Zhifu, who watched the overall situation, said: ...... In fact, he has a lot of clothes in his house.

But seeing that the two were talking happily, he still swallowed these words silently, and continued to respond, but he was playing drums in his heart, when is the best time to ask Yanran to come out and dance?

After three rounds of drinking, several people were a little drunk. Seeing that King Yan's eyes were a little intoxicated, holding his chin and admiring the flowers in the garden, Yi Zhifu finally mustered up the courage and said, "Your Highness, you have drunk a lot of wine, why don't you enjoy the song and dance again." After speaking, without waiting for King Yan to refute, he directly clapped his hands and greeted the musician who had been waiting under the pavilion for a long time.

Under the pavilion, Yi Yanran, who was wearing a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom baishui skirt, held Wang Peiyun's hand a little nervously.

"Don't be nervous, do you remember what I said? My brother is wearing a light blue shirt, and the other person is His Royal Highness King Yan. ”

"Well, I remember."

"Okay, the candles on the pavilion are dim, don't stare at their faces, it's too obvious."

"Of course, it's all an accident, I know." As soon as Yi Yanran gave a confident look, there was a sound of clapping hands from above. "Yikes! I'm going up, my dad called me. ”

"Go ahead, come on!" Wang Peiyun smiled lightly and sent blessings.

In the courtyard surrounded by flowers, a melodious flute sounded, and with this flute sound, more than a dozen young women in dance skirts fluttered from the flowers.

They waved their wide sleeves, and when the wide sleeves spread out, a girl in white with light and graceful dancing suddenly appeared in the middle.

The girl smiled softly at the pavilion, and her wide sleeves were half-open and half-hidden with her movements. In the tactful turn of her hands, her skirt flew, and she lowered her eyes, and her eyes were still talking.

At the end of the song, she stood up and gasped slightly, reached out to brush the broken hair around her ear, and then bent down slightly, "The people's daughter Yanran has seen His Royal Highness King Yan. ”

Shen Jingchen's eyes showed appreciation, "Yes, step by step, born of lotus, light as a swallow, Master Yi really gave birth to a good daughter." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your appreciation."

Yi Zhifu, who was at the top, nodded slightly, and he had already succeeded in leaving a good first impression on King Yan, and then-he was thinking with satisfaction, but he saw that his daughter, who should retire after the dance, walked in the direction of the pavilion.

His eyes twitched, and he secretly screamed in his heart. But no matter how he gave Yi Yanran a look, the other party lowered his head and walked forward firmly towards the pavilion step by step.

"Dad, my daughter will pour you a drink." He picked up his glass and slowly poured a glass of wine.

Yi Zhifu's heart was full of tears, and he quickly took a sip of wine, suggesting that the other party should quickly retreat.

But the hands turned on the table, and then continued: "The little woman also poured a glass of wine for His Royal Highness King Yan and Wang Gongzi." ”

Yi Zhifu felt a nameless fire rushing straight to his head, and the beard on his mouth trembled with anger.

What is she doing?! Is this what a serious boudoir lady should do? Didn't she throw the lintel of the Yi family and step on the ground?

Yi Yanran didn't know that her father was already so angry that he was about to go crazy, and now the whole person was immersed in the sad and lonely atmosphere of being brave for love.

She first poured a glass of wine for the "prince of the king" in the light blue shirt, and then turned sideways to the "Yan Wang".

When pouring the wine, she couldn't help but raise her eyes slightly and secretly glanced at "His Royal Highness King Yan", and what caught her eyes was a man with a long body and a graceful demeanor.

The light smile on the corner of the man's mouth made her face instantly red like a persimmon. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to take another look.

Her heart was pounding, and she felt like her face was about to be steamed.

After pouring the wine, she retreated, Yi Zhifu's heart finally fell, and in the midst of lightning, I saw Yi Yanran suddenly tripping, and then gasped and fell straight on the body of the man in the moon-white shirt.

"Bang-"

Yi Zhifu's heart was also shattered into eight petals.

"Yanran!" He rushed up to help his daughter up, and when he saw the other party's shy expression, the anger in his heart finally erupted. He raised his hand and slammed it in the face.

"Smack!"

"Rebel! You actually did such a humiliating thing in front of His Royal Highness King Yan! ”

slapped Yi Yanran stunned, but then the words of the man in light blue clothes who watched the whole process made her whole brain go blank.

"It's okay, Miss Yi is just careless."

She mechanically turned her head to look at the man in the light blue shirt, who was as white as jade and had a very noble temperament.

She looked back at the man she had fallen down, and although he was talented, he was far from the man in the pale blue shirt.

Her heart fell to eighteen layers of hell in an instant. She was horrified to find that she seemed to have pounced on the wrong person, and she was hugging and hugging other men in front of His Royal Highness King Yan.