There was a dead silence.

Except for He Dongyan, no one dared to raise his head.

Some people even simply close their eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

After all, this is Cen Canaan. Even if he brought a deer to him today and pointed to it and said it was a horse, they would have to nod their heads and say yes.

He Dongyan brushed the dragon chair, and his face changed again and again.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what Cen Canaan meant today.

Is he in love with this woman?

It's impossible, he just gave Cen Canaan a beauty, and Cen Canaan didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

So, is he beating himself with this move?

Tan Wei is the squire of the Ministry of Rites, and Cen Jianan now has full control of the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Industry in the Zhongshu, Shangshu and the six departments under the sect. He, the emperor, can really manage only one ministry, the virtual ministry. Could it be that what Cen Canaan means now is that he will even take over the Ministry of Rites?

But no matter what Cen Jianan's true intentions are, he can't touch the little girl of the Tan family tonight.

However, he is not in a hurry.

Good things need to be simmered slowly and slowly.

Tan Baolu knelt on the ice, pretending to lower her eyebrows and half-drooping her eyelids.

The hem of the man's dark purple robe suddenly appeared in the narrow field of vision, and he was wearing a pair of white and black official boots, which should have never stepped on dirt and dirt, and were so clean that they did not stick to a grain of dust.

Immediately afterward, she saw her own shoe, lying in the palm of Cen Canaan's hand, a small one.

He leaned down towards her, reaching for her feet.

A woman's feet cannot be seen, let alone touched.

Although Tan Baolu has lived for two lifetimes, even in the previous life, He Dongyan's temperament of liking the new and hating the old lost interest before he really got her.

She didn't know much about □□, she was embarrassed and a little frightened, and she curled back in a panic, trying to hide under her skirt.

She stepped back, and Cen Canaan's hand holding her shoe was reaching forward.

Originally, it was just a touch that seemed to be nothing, but suddenly it turned into the soles of her feet and stepped on Cen Jianan's palm.

It was as if a stove had suddenly been kicked over in the winter snow, it was hot and scorching, and in an instant, Tan Baolu could almost hear the sound of all the snowflakes melting into water droplets.

Cen Canaan's rough hand directly grasped the soles of her feet, and the thick cocoon at the tiger's mouth rubbed against the edges of the wounds on the soles of her feet.

One cold and one hot, the touch was magnified to the extreme, and the fine numbness made her freeze in place, and her back was numb for a while.

In the previous life, when Cen Canaan was desperate to save her, that hand was also so hot.

She suddenly didn't dare to fight anymore, and stiffened her instep and calf, for fear that if she moved again, she would kick Cen Jianan again.

She held her breath lightly and carefully arched her heels, trying to keep the soles of her feet a little farther away from Cen Canaan's palm, a little farther away.

Cen Canaan, on the other hand, was like a statue, and he kept the posture of accidentally holding her, and he didn't move.

After a while, he turned his eyes numbly and slowly, and looked down at his feet clenched in his palms.

This foot is small and exquisite, and it only occupies half of the small and small in his palm.

The thin soles of the feet were red from the cold, and the instep was still blue-white, and the thin cyan veins that spread out from the ankles could almost be seen. The toes are like five small shells, each of which is dyed with a little kodan, and the impatiens juice used to dye the kota fades a little, so that it shows a pale pink color after the fresh peach has been peeled, which is a kind of delicate and delicate daughter family.

His hands were large and rough, but the feet were smooth and translucent, like a piece of jade carved out of a valley, and contrasted with his hands. He seemed to be clumsily grabbing a handful of snow with his big hands.

You can't use force because the snow melts.

But it can't be too light, because it slips through his fingers......

He can fill up a hundred-pound giant crossbow and fly hundreds of miles with arrows, but he doesn't know what to do for the first time.

The chill suddenly subsided slightly.

The cuff of the dancing shoe fits the tip of her toe, the heel is stepped back, and the finger that touched her instep is suddenly retracted, and the little dancing shoe is just right back to her foot.

Cen Canaan only put on her dancing shoes until the end of the day, and his fingers didn't even touch the instep of her foot the whole time.

He stood up straight and said lightly: "Today is the birthday of the saint, it is not appropriate to see blood, go down." After saying that, he pushed the door out with the Praetorian Guard.

Several eunuchs and palace maids immediately came to the stage and escorted Tan Baolu down.

When Bao Lu left the banquet, there was also a sense of unreality. A palace maid handed her a thin cotton jacket and said, "Miss Tan, this is the cloak given to you by Concubine Hui, put it on." ”

Hearing Concubine Hui's name again, Tan Baolu was a little emotional.

In the previous life, Concubine Hui was also gentle and kind to others. But at that time, she no longer trusted people, thinking that there would be no good people in the harem, and she was unwilling to get close to Concubine Hui. Now that I think about it, Concubine Hui is indeed a person worth associating.

Tan Baolu took it gratefully and said, "Thank you Concubine Hui for me." ”

At this time, another little eunuch led a soft sedan chair over, "Talk about the third girl, please get on the sedan chair." ”

Tan Baolu saw that the sedan chair was no longer the bright yellow color that picked her up in the previous life, but cyan, so she thought that this was to take her home, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Okay." The little eunuch helped him get into the sedan chair.

*

After this farce, He Dongyan lost interest, and the birthday banquet ended hastily.

Xu Yu escorted He Dongyan back to the dormitory.

As the night darkens, the flower-filled Imperial Garden is immersed in a melting moonlight.

Xu Yu asked He Dongyan which lady he was going to see tonight, and He Dongyan hesitated for a moment.

He did have a fire in his heart tonight, but not the one who set him on fire was here.

Xu Yu saw that He Dongyan didn't answer, so he took the initiative to order: "Set up the Moon Palace." ”

He Dongyan has been the most favored Fang Yuehua recently, and he almost stays in the Moon Palace every night.

"Not necessarily." He Dongyan said lazily.

Concubine Yue swept him away today, and he didn't want to see him at all.

"It seems that I haven't seen Concubine Hui all this time." He Dongyan said.

Xu Yu stared on his face with a false smile, and said quietly for a while: "Concubine Hui has come to avoid favor." ”

"Really?" He Dongyan frowned. Why is it that every time he wants to see Concubine Hui, she is unwell? Where is such a coincidence?

But He Dongyan didn't bother to think deeply, and continued to walk along the cobblestone path of the Imperial Garden, saying, "Then I don't want to see anyone tonight, so I'll walk in the Imperial Garden." ”

"Yes." Xu Yu responded.

Xu Yu beckoned, and the two little eunuchs came over with red palace lights, illuminating the road ahead.

He Dongyan walked among the flowers, and his expression was depressed, when he suddenly heard the sound of water waves coming from one place. Looking for a voice, it was a palace maid who was washing clothes by the pool.

In the middle of the night, when there was no one around, the palace maid lifted the hem of her skirt, tied a dead button at her calf, and then kicked off her shoes and trampled on her dirty clothes with her bare feet.

A pair of fair-skinned and tender little feet stepped out of the sewage and white soap horn powder, and the round toes were covered with foam, and the ten toes were also dyed with Kodan.

These smart and beautiful feet immediately aroused He Dongyan's thoughts.

Her feet, which are seven or eight points similar to hers.

He Dongyan stood still, staring directly at the palace maid.

Seeing this, Xu Yu ordered in a low voice. After a while, a little eunuch asked the palace maid who washed the clothes to go to the side hall, and then asked He Dongyan to come over.

The palace maid was waiting in the side hall, and He Dongyan walked in and said, "Look up." ”

The maid looked up.

He Dongyan really saw the appearance of the palace maid clearly, which can be regarded as delicate, but it is far less beautiful than Tan Baolu's national color and fragrance, and more importantly, except for this foot, there is no similarity between her face and Tan Baolu.

Although He Dongyan was disappointed in his heart, he did not refuse.

It's not beautiful after all, but it's fresh enough.

He pressed the back of the palace maid's neck, made the palace maid turn around, and then leaned over to touch her little feet, and whispered, "Don't make a sound." ”

The little palace maid replied: "Yes." ”

Half an hour later, He Dongyan came out of the side hall, although he had a full meal, but he was not satisfied, but he was even more worried about the bright moon that he could not pick.

Xu Yu asked He Dongyan, "How to send this palace maid." ”

He Dongyan thought about it and felt that she was not beautiful enough, but she was still well-behaved, so he said casually: "You just watch it." ”

Xu Yu understood, instructed the little eunuch to do it, and gave the little palace maid a random name. He figured out the meaning of He Dongyan, and deliberately chose the word "Bao" in his name - Mrs. Bao.

After He Dongyan returned to the palace, Xu Yu went to the Chaoxia Palace, which was not far from the emperor's bedroom.

Sandalwood is smoked inside the palace.

The woman's face was reflected in the bronze mirror, Xu Yu came to the mirror with a smile on the corner of her mouth, took the comb from Concubine Hui's hand, picked up a strand of Concubine Hui's black hair, and combed it carefully.

Concubine Hui said, "Where did you send the emperor tonight?" ”

Xu Yu replied: "I was fortunate to have a palace maid from Concubine Yue in the Imperial Garden. ”

Concubine Hui said: "I thought that the girl who talked about the family today would not be able to escape. ”

Xu Yu said: "Niangniang doesn't underestimate this Tanjia girl, relying on the slave to see it, she is not a stupid person." ”

"Why are you calling yourself a slave here again?" Concubine Hui said with a smile.

Xu Yu also smiled lightly and said, "What does that lady want me to call myself?" Our family? ”

"Just call it by name, Xu Yu." Concubine Hui smiled, took Xu Yu's hand, and walked into the curtain, "What are you talking about?" I've been waiting for you for a long time, come and accompany me. ”

*

The rushing carriage shook and shook, and Tan Baolu put away the jacket on her shoulders, and she still had palpitations.

Her legs were already cold and unconscious, and her thoughts had become very slow, and tonight's events would be sorted out slowly when she was rested.

Tan Baolu leaned on the car, and with the ups and downs of the soft sedan car, unconsciously, he had another dream about his past life.

In the dream, the person she saw tonight was He Dongyan.

He Dongyan was drunk and delirious and wanted to hug her, and then pressed her to the ground, and she almost vomited from the sour smell of wine......

His forehead hit the car window, and Tan Baolu's body shook and she woke up from half sleep.

She let her eyes adapt to the dim light in the sedan chair, and a cold sweat broke out on her back, blown by the evening breeze, and her clothes were cold and sticking to her body.

It was just a nightmare......

She shook her head in an effort to banish the dream from her mind.

That's all in the past.

The soft sedan sedan shook three times, and then suddenly stopped.

The curtain of the car was lifted in a corner, and Tan Baolu was helped out of the sedan chair by the little eunuch, "Miss Tan, it's here." ”

Tan Baolu landed on both feet, raised his eyes, and was stunned in place.

The plaque on the high door in front of me is a big "Wu", a big "Lie".

This soft sedan chair did not send her back to Tanfu at all, but gave her to Cen Jianan......