Flying eaves, bucket arches, glazed tiles, white jade steps, pavilions and pavilions, flying beams and paintings.

Flower wall moon gate, rockery bath, surrounded by flowers and trees, all kinds of chrysanthemums decorate the garden.

When Shen Xihe arrived, the Furong Garden was full of laughter, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the Langjun girls were familiar with each other, but most of the young ladies gathered together, and the Langjun were also self-contained.

At a glance, the talented and beautiful woman is dizzying.

"Lord Zhaoning has arrived—" The attendant shouted, and the garden was silent.

There are too many people who are curious about her, since she entered the city, she sent Houfu Langjun to Dali Temple, threw her holy cousin out of the palace, and threw His Royal Highness King Lie to the entrance of the king's mansion, and there were six highnesses and His Royal Highness the prince who were jealous of her......

Pile by pile, all are earth-shattering, no girl has ever been so flamboyant and bold, she not only dares to make these days noble, but can only suffer losses.

She lived in a simple place, and refused all invitations, and there are only a handful of people who have seen her plastic surgery so far.

Seeing it today, there is a kind of expectation that has been waiting for a long time.

The girl has a slender figure, wearing a light white narrow-sleeved shirt with a little gray, a coat with a gold silk pattern and a white half-arm, a long skirt that is tied to her chest, dragging the ground elegantly, and a light purple treasure flower dark pattern shawl around her shoulders.

The black hair was combed into a double bun, and the two beaded purple jade flowers swayed left and right, and a pearl in the middle was embellished with purple jade peony flowers. There are also peony flower sideburns on both sides of the full and smooth forehead, and gold beads on the eyebrows.

Her makeup is exquisite, elegant and luxurious.

The flow of jade light is not enough to form her charm, and the beauty of the moon is not enough to describe her beauty.

As soon as she appeared, the garden was delicate and gloomy.

"Concubine Niangniang." Shen Xihe walked straight to the edict of a kind of palace concubine headed by Concubine Rong.

"The county lord is polite." Concubine Rong and Yan Yuese helped each other, and took the opportunity to introduce the young girl who followed her, "This is Pingling, you are of the same age, just as a companion." ”

Princess Pingling wore a fragrant concubine-colored Uesugi and a number of primrose-colored long skirts, all of which were beautifully embroidered. He wore a crown of gold and silver beads on his head, his complexion was outstanding, his appearance was delicate, and his eyes were full of wisdom and light, as if there was a layer of water waves.

"I have long heard that the county lord of Zhaoning is a beauty, but it can be regarded as a beautiful thing." Princess Pingling is a generous and cheerful person, "I'm one year younger than you, so I'll call you Sister Zhaoning." ”

Saying that, Princess Pingling also gave Shen Xihe a peer salute first.

"Princess." Shen Xihe smiled in return.

"It is said that the people of the northwest are strong, and today I met the lord of Zhaoning, and I feel that this elegant state is not inferior to a famous family." Mrs. Zhenbei Hou read the feelings of the day and took the lead in praising Shen Xihe.

Naturally, there are many ladies and palace concubines who echo it, they only look at Shen Xihe with appreciation and goodwill, Shen Xihe is the princess of the inner design, who is allowed to marry His Majesty, and they will not have too deep intersections, just have a good fate.

The palace concubine who has a son looked at Shen Xihe's gaze mixed with some consideration and exploration.

Concubine Rong took Shen Xihe and recognized a circle of people, and asked Princess Pingling to lead Shen Xihe to play with the girls.

Pingling took Shen Xihe to a team of richly dressed girls, where Shen Xihe also met Princess Anling, the third princess who fell in love with the forest, was sixteen years old and was a gentle and beautiful beauty.

"What are you talking about?" After greeting each other, Princess Pingling asked.

"I'm talking about the raccoon slave at home." Princess An Ling replied with a smile.

The raccoon slave is a domestic cat, and it is common for noble ladies and ladies to raise cats, if anyone does not raise one or two cats, they will not be able to interject when they get together at the banquet, and they will be isolated.

"The county lord came from the northwest, and he never knew what a raccoon slave was." A voice interjected, "I have heard that the northwest is barren, and the poor eat everything, and there is often a matter of stewing raccoon slaves. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people frowned unconsciously, and they all liked to raise cats when they rejected Shen Xihe, and they felt very cruel when they heard people stew cats at first glance.

"Heard? Where did you hear about it? Shen Xihe looked at Chen Jiaxu, the concubine of Xuanping Houfu.

"I don't know where I heard about it, but most of the barbarians in the northwest ......"

"During the reign of the first emperor, the Turks invaded the border dozens of times a year, two or three times a month, the northwest Erlang fought against the enemy, the wasteland, in order to wrap the stomach, when hungry and thirsty, he took out the rat hole to wrap the belly, and drank the blood of the snake to quench his thirst." Shen Xihe interrupted her lightly, "They threw their heads and spilled their blood, so that Miss Chen, you live in Kyoto in peace and amuse the raccoon slaves, what qualifications does Miss Chen have to mention that the northwest is called a barbarian?" ”

Shen Xihe's tone was gentle, without any aggressiveness, but Chen Jiaxu was speechless.

Her eyes were light, and she stared at Chen Jiaxu: "If it weren't for the fierceness of the men and women in the northwest, you might be lying in the Turkic king's tent at this moment, unclothed." ”

"You-" Chen Jiaxu glared at Shen Xihe angrily.

Shen Xihe has no vulgar words, but his words are extremely insulting.

"What's wrong with me?" Shen Xihe raised his eyebrows and asked.

Chen Jiaxu's chest rose and fell in anger, but he couldn't say a word to refute.

"The county lord said this, as if the peace of the world is the work of the northwest?" Another person stood up, his voice cold, "The peace of the northwest is indeed the merit of the Northwest Army, but the prosperous world is peaceful, civil and military officials, each with their own dedication, the county lord is too biased." ”

Shen Xihe turned his eyes and looked over, the girl of the Wang family - Wang Yuhui.

The clouds are piled with green buns, bright and bright teeth, and the air is like a quiet orchid.

"Lady Wang." Shen Xihe's footsteps turned and faced Wang Yuhui, "The style of the family is noble, not high. Miss Chen insulted the northwest, so I told her about the northwest.

If you have to climb to the peace of the world, I also want to know how much effort the Wang family has contributed to the peace of the world? So much so that Miss Wang, regardless of the family etiquette, rashly interjects others, and advises me from above? ”

Shen Xihe's words were like needles, piercing Wang Yuhui's heart.

The noble daughter of the family, she is cautious in her words and deeds, and it is a loss of etiquette to interject rashly, and she does make a big fuss, deliberately causing people to feel Shen Xihe arrogance, and elevating the northwest and belittling the ministers of Kyoto.

"At this moment, the princess is wearing a high hat for me, should I also use the princess to push the nobles of the Kyoto family to such a character?" Shen Xihe sneered, "Girl Wang, you and I have different upbringings, so you don't have to be strong." ”

After saying that, Shen Xihe brushed his sleeves and left.

In the past, she was annoyed to deal with these girls who only wanted to entangle and attach themselves all her life and take men as the sky, but today if it weren't for the three thousand fine armor of Bu Shulin, she wouldn't come, and finally found a reason to draw a line with these people.

Shen Xihe, who thought he could hide quietly, just walked into a secluded small pavilion, and a crisp call sounded behind him: "Zhaoning County Lord, Zhaoning County Lord!" ”

When she turned around, she saw a smart little girl wearing a goose-yellow half-arm, a pomegranate-colored corset, a hanging bun, and a butterfly-winged golden hairpin running with a skirt.