In the teahouse, the man named Han'an was a little angry, and said in a bad tone: "You know a fart, Uncle Huang likes beauties, and he has a picky eye, he is willing to marry Miss Jiu, not to mention her excellence, she must be beautiful." ”

Hearing this, Yan Qiuluo was stunned, Han An, Uncle Huang, it is estimated that this is the son of another prince?

I heard that many princes and kings have returned to the capital, I am afraid that they are also a few of them, otherwise in broad daylight, no wonder they dare to discuss themselves and the regent Hanxun.

She felt the gaze again, raised her head and looked at it, wondering if the cold man staring at her opposite was also a nobleman?

Judging by his good temperament, he may be a nobleman of the king's grandson, or a general? His hand holding a teacup seems to have many calluses?

"Heh, Han'an, beauty? Like us, what beauty has not been seen, do you really think that the imperial uncle cares about the beauty of women? Then Miss Yan Jiajiu may be an ugly monster. ”

The voice of discussing her came again, and she frowned, looking at the man who was discussing herself, a little angry.

Any woman who is called ugly will be unhappy, and she is no exception.

Thinking about it, this group of noble sons is used to being unruly and speaking freely.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at Ruxi and said, "Ruxi, is your young lady an ugly bastard?"

The voice was not heavy or light, but it happened to be heard at the next few tables, and those men were a little surprised, this voice, isn't it the same as the yellow warbler?

They turned their heads and looked at the woman who had spoken.

The woman is wearing a plain smoke Luo soft yarn, the skirt is covered with deep and shallow white flowers, a skirt of mopping the floor smoke cage hundred water, the waist is wrapped by a plain belt, the waist is slender, the low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inlaid with pearl jasper hairpins, the skin is as greasy as snow, delicate and incomparable, the complexion is exquisite and exquisite, can not be forced to see, the eyes are full of spring water, the face is like a peony, the eyebrows are like willows, the posture is curling, exquisite, if the shoulders are cut into the waist, the coquettish and boneless are three points, and the corners of the mouth are slightly smiling, touching the soul.

She moved, her long skirt spread out, her gestures were graceful like the wind blowing willows, the pattern was very beautiful, and this embroidered skirt seemed to have been scented, as if every flower exuded a faint fragrance.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and they exclaimed in their hearts: there is such a beautiful person in the world.

Even if you are used to seeing beautiful women, when you see this woman, you still have to sigh in your heart, she is really beautiful, no wonder the regent will marry.

The man opposite, Lin Fengyuan, stared at Yan Qiuluo with an unpredictable expression, as if he was surprised that she was Miss Yan Jiu.

He remembered another face, which was also a face that was full of country and city, but there was always a sentimental look on his face, and his posture was also a weak look.

Lin Fengyuan picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip of tea, it tasted good, light and slightly bitter, he had seen too many sentimental beauties, and he had seen too many weak and pitiful beauties, and suddenly saw such a little playful and a little free-spirited, healthy and healthy beauties, and his heart was more playful.

The attendant standing next to him was also surprised, and when he reacted and saw the general's appearance, he lowered his voice and said, "Such a beauty is better than Miss Hong, and she is a good match for the general." ”

There was a bit of playfulness in the cold man's eyes, as if he recognized the words that came out of his attendant's mouth.

The woman's hair was dewed, her eyebrows and eyes were glowing, her skin was as delicate as warm jade, soft and greasy, delicate and beautiful, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks fell down, and with the breeze outside the window, her eyes stared at him wisely, adding a bit of seductive style.

Yan Qiuluo looked away and looked at the men who were looking at her, the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile that seemed to be nothing, staring at the man who said she was ugly.

The man was stunned, a little embarrassed to be stared at, and there was confusion in his eyes.

The smile on the corner of Yan Qiuluo's mouth deepened, she stood up and saluted, and said: "All the sons are well, I heard that many princes and princes and generals have returned to the capital recently, to celebrate the marriage of the regent and the ninth miss of the Yan Mansion, listening to the chat of the sons just now, presumably you are also returning to Beijing to celebrate the marriage of the regent and the ninth miss of the Yan Mansion, I thank you in advance." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ruxi began to introduce her, explaining her identity like everyone, Ruxi recognized some of these sons, she was raised by Yan Mansion as a fine work when she was a child, and naturally saw a lot of portraits of kings and grandsons, and now, there are many sons in this teahouse who are princes and princes, and there are several generals.

When everyone heard this, their faces were embarrassed, isn't this discussing that people were caught in person?

Just said that Miss Nine was ugly, and his face was the most embarrassing, blue and white, scratching his head a little embarrassed.

Yan Qiuluo waited for Ruxi to finish speaking, everyone laughed and laughed, as if nothing had happened, and the teahouse was lively again, eating and drinking, discussing other things, but surprisingly unanimous in a low voice.

She didn't want to eat here anymore, so she settled the account and went shopping with Ruxi.

As soon as she left, the teahouse was lively again.

The man who was just called Han'an and said that Miss Nine must be a beauty was the first to speak, and he said triumphantly: "See? I'm right, right? Miss Nine is a beauty, I really don't know what you think in this brain, and you guess that someone is an ugly monster? was slapped in the face? Does it hurt in the face? Even if it hurts, it was heard by Miss Nine? ”

They discussed, but the man sitting opposite Yan Qiuluo stood up with his attendant and paid the bill and left.

His eyes kept following Miss Nine, watching their master and servant buy east and west, and watch their master and servant walk in the direction of the suburbs.

The scenery in the suburbs is very beautiful, Yan Qiuluo took Ruxi to the suburbs with many places, the two put down their things, Yan Qiuluo sat on the green soft grass informally, opened a paper bag with her own hands, which was osmanthus pastry, she took out one and gave it to Ruxi, Ruxi tasted it and laughed.

Yan Qiuluo picked up one and ate it himself, and the master and servant laughed constantly, which was very pleasant.

The birds here are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the air smells good, the stream is clear, and compared to the courtyard of Yanfu, the small world does not know how much freer.

Ruxi often comes with her these days, and Ruxi likes it too.

"You can taste this!" she took another pastry for Ruxi to taste, Ruxi took it, ate it, and looked at her young lady's free and uncaring appearance, she suddenly felt sour.

Before she had time to collect her emotions, she noticed that someone was coming, and there were quite a few, she frowned and touched the soft sword in her waist.

A female voice suddenly appeared, disrupting the quiet play of master and servant.

Liu Yingying stared at the woman sitting by the stream eating pastries freely with a displeased face, and said angrily: "You are so Yaxing, do you have such leisure to eat pastries here?"