Mo Liunian thought to himself that it was no wonder that men like to stay in Yangzhou, glanced at the little half-immortal, and saw him smiling with a smile on his face, with spring on the corner of his mouth, Mo Liunian shook his head when he saw it.

Someone picked up the curtain, and the royal blue figure walked into the room, step by step. If you look at people carefully, they are unbelievably beautiful. The raw eyebrows are like willows, the cheeks are like lotus, the cherry mouth is small, and the hibiscus forehead. Cui Tian tied her hair, her eyebrows were tactful, and her phoenix eyes were merciful everywhere.

Her eyebrows fluttered, she leaned half sideways, folded a thousand-leaf pomegranate beside her with her hand, accosted her, and crushed the flower. I felt that it was difficult for Ah Nan to manipulate the business of a maid, and she was a Jiangsu woman, without losing her delicate spirit.

Changbai's eyes moved, and he looked at Minglan quietly for a while, only to see her eyebrows and lips, bright teeth, and bright eyes, and there seemed to be pity in her eyes, she groaned for a while, and nodded slowly.

The Yue girl picks lotus on the autumn waterside, with narrow sleeves and light Luo, revealing double gold chun. The shadow picks the flowers like a face, and the heart is only a common filament. The wind and waves at the head of the chicken ruler creek are late, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no time to come. The faint singing voice is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river.

"It's not enough to hold it, and the flowers are old in your hands. The fragrance is in control, and the hope is born. If there is no flowering, it will bloom first. Zhou Yufei folded a plum blossom and handed it to Lou Yueru, her amber eyes locked the beauty in front of her, the corners of her lips hooked, and she smiled very wickedly.

The honeysuckle fire tree is full of incense, red hydrangea, acacia. Lowered his eyebrows and looked at each other, and he was worried. Even if the meditation is around Su Yue, the heart is calm, and he stays. Repent called the lover to find the marquis, think about the reason, and see the ghost. A fragrant tea, undrunk and full of throat. The brocade pillow satin quilt is all over the bedside, but it is still empty.

After Qu Lian finished saying this, Queen Xu seemed to be infatuated, and she laughed. Although it was still full of tears, the smile made people's hearts sour. But compared to the lifeless queen of the middle palace who seems to be a clay sculpture. At this time, she was smiling like a flower, bright and beautiful. The bright yellow Zhai clothes couldn't suppress her flying look.

The girl's sleeves were lightly pulled, revealing her snow-white and pink wrists, faintly revealing a layer of redness, and she cast her eyes behind Xiao Rui with a smile like autumn water, and her voice was like a yellow warbler out of the valley: "Brother Meng Yang, my aunt asked the slave to fetch a jar of wine for guests." ”

In the old days, he was shy. Long remember, swim by shoulder. The skirt and socks are peach blossom banks, and the thin shirt is lightly fanned apricot blossom building. A few trips, a few drunkenness, a few stays. Unexpectedly, the spring breeze has been broken. Who would have thought that the clouds would fly and disperse. It's easy to get old, and it's hard to hate. Bees don't understand people's suffering, and Yan'er doesn't understand people's sorrows. The old feelings are inexhaustible, when will they rest. - "The Highest Building", Cheng Yuan

During this period, the young insiders behind the bead curtain crowded at the railing and looked at their eyes with affection, their cheeks crimson, and they were stunned when they saw the champion leave. The princess was small, and she was somewhat reserved before, so she didn't squeeze to the front to look, but at this moment, she was in a hurry when she saw that the champion was leaving, leaned over to the railing, and opened the bead curtain with the jade handle of the fan in her hand and looked at the champion.

Autumn locks the cold window, colds the moonlight, looks at himself in the mirror, Huarong covers up some vicissitudes, fragrant powder, beautiful makeup is difficult to learn, I still remember that my eyebrows were jealous, and spring did not live. Low eyebrows and say sorrow, want to wrinkle and rest, kiss Mo dance, kiss don't know, born fame and fortune are dust, vanity is the most bitter, but make no makeup and shame, don't lose a good spring and autumn.

Yang Ding's face suddenly turned red, and embarrassment and anger flashed in his eyes. was obviously talking to Fu Bao'er, but his eyes were looking at Biluo, calm and indifferent, without any smile. Bi Luo's heart trembled, and it took a long time to barely smile a little at the corner of her vermilion lips.

In the bronze mirror, there is a hibiscus face, with a faint rouge on the cheeks, but the blush is revealed from the texture, only lined with a pair of water-cut eyes, and the eyes are about to flow. Qu Ba once taught good people to wear, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang. Compared with the pipa girl who married the eldest to a merchant woman, it is not a good result so far. ......

Yuan Feibai finally laughed out loud, pulled me into his arms, touched my green silk one by one, and said softly: "Yunning green silk jade fat crown, smile into the eyebrows." The peony and smoke are dismantled in the deep spring, and the hibiscus in the autumn dawn is broken and dewed. ”

"The peach blossoms are falling, the idle pond pavilion, although the mountain league is here, the brocade book is difficult to support. "Do you know, do you know, "helpless flowers fall"? The warm wind blows, the peach blossoms fly, and the fragrance "annoys" people get drunk. The fragrance is blurred, the peach blossom soul is scattered, who is that? pecked the heartstrings lightly, sighed and pity. The fragrance is lonely, the flower language is beautiful, who is it? Qiaomo cloud fiber, the rhyme at the bottom of the eyes, a touch of spring, ten miles of peach fragrance, twisted peach flowers, Huanyi silk slender, entangled charm, infatuation and so on for thousands of years.

The jade on his body made a crisp sound when he was silent. She raised her head, her clear apricot eyes, like March apricot blossoms under the spring sun, delicate and fragrant, obviously a very aura look, but revealing a faint charm. But she didn't know it herself, so her every move was not deliberate. When people see it, they can't help but have ambiguous and charming thoughts.

At this time, but seeing Helan Minyue's hands lightly, the orchid fingers pinched a small spoon and gently scooped it on the big bowl, picking up a piece of tender tofu, the youthful and invincible face was overflowing with a sweet smile, a pair of beautiful eyes were as bright as the morning star, and the waves were faintly visible, a good picture of a beautiful woman eating, the lethality was so great that it instantly made everyone in the hall almost petrified, even Li Xian, who was full of thoughts, couldn't help but tremble for his heartstrings, and almost lost himself in the smile like a flower.

After the ceremony, Sister Rong raised her head and looked at her father in a daze, Qiu Niang's eyes were red, there were faint tears in her eyes, she looked at Gu Tingye excitedly, her eyes were full of care, and she refused to take her eyes away, Hongxuan was first taken aback, and then looked at Gu Tingye softly, with a shallow smile on her beautiful face.

The man in white ignored it, his fingers continued to twist lightly and slowly, the sound of the piano gradually changed from tactful to poignant, and his peach blossom-like eyes clearly swept a trace of gloom and cruelty.

Bi Luo squatted down, looking at the stone beads that fell on Lord Lin's body, there was no longer a trace of smile on her face, and her eyes were gradually covered with a layer of tears.

At this time, people are lying in the vine pocket, the eyebrows are uncomfortable, the stars want to hide, from time to time looking up at the sky, as if thinking about the heart, the more I can't help but look at the more I love, first want to get close to the side to talk a few words, and then think about the falling flowers intentionally, the flowing water is ruthless, I don't know her thoughts, and things are extremely difficult, why bother to spring silkworms to bind themselves, plainly add a lot of troubles? I couldn't help but sigh softly, and retreated.

Before entering the city, the little half-fairy has told everyone that he will live in a friend's house in Yangzhou, and the little half-fairy is very familiar with Yangzhou, so he took everyone to turn left and right, from the front street to the back alley, almost through most of Yangzhou City, and finally stopped in front of a very magnificent mansion by the Slender West Lake, and the word Wu Mansion was written on the mansion.

Although Mo Liunian has not seen much, he also knows that those who can build houses here are either rich or noble, and there are no people everywhere here, the single-door detached environment is quiet, and it is the Slender West Lake in a quarter of an hour when you go out.

Mo Liunian once asked Banxian Yao, "Do you know that person?"

Banxian Yao pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression: "There is a disciple, who is rare to know." After a while, he took the initiative to say to Mo Liunian: "Nadeng disciple is the young master of the Bird Sect, named Wu Hao. ”

Although Banxian Yao said that he didn't look down on him at all, but now he still had to live in someone's house, and as soon as the carriage stopped, a little guy wearing a satin jacket stepped forward and said affectionately to the little half-immortal: "Banxian Gongzi, you are here."

The two obviously knew each other, and Xiao Banxian smiled: "Xiaolu, where is your son-in-law." ”

"My young master has prepared wine and food for you. Xiao Lu said with a grin.

Seeing that Banxian Yao and Mo Liunian had dismounted, Xiao Banxian said, "Okay, you can lead the way." ”

Xiao Lu instructed the other servants to take a few horses and carriages to the backyard, and he led five people into the Wu Mansion from the main gate.

Biluo still needs to be asked, Shi Xuejian has already turned away, holding a tea cup, and staring at the snow curtain outside the window. The snow in the sky came into her eyes, and even the pupils were desolate and white, as if she had never spoken, let alone mentioned the blue fall, and under the green plums, there was Feng Laiyi.

I remember seeing each other in the old days, such as drunk twilight, a little dusk rain, a few begonias cover the door knocker, and I can hear the sound of the warbler three or two. Spring in the pear blossoms, play a pool of mandarin ducks, the wind at night to make shadows, only know the first dream at that time, the flowers fall, to whom?

A group of palace maids are also beaming with spring moths on the new palace yarn pile, the sideburns are hung with snow willows strung with beads and emeralds, the fairies in the glass world are like fragrant clothes and shadows, the incense fan slightly covers the red lips, the smile is full of wonderful eyes, listen carefully to the air swallow music lingering, the drum all night, it is really like a person in the jewelry Qiankun, Yaochi fairyland.

He was drinking wine to himself, his face was still as cold and clear as ever, but the princess beside him, full of spring breeze, put one hand on Weilong's abdomen intentionally or unintentionally. As if sensing Chang Gong's gaze, she also raised her head and smiled coquettishly at Chang Gong.

Dingquan walked out of the door, and suddenly heard Ah Bao's words of "afraid of the cold", but he was stunned for a moment, and the grievances of the past few days were like turning the sea and the river, and they all surged up in an instant, only to feel that his nose was sour, and he endured it ruthlessly. Looking back at Po, I saw that her starry eyes were looking at her blankly, and there were faint blood stains oozing from the placket on her chest, and the moth eyebrows were still uneven, but she didn't feel funny anymore.

At this time, she stood in front of the window, her heart jumping, hoping that Luo Jiu would look up at her. But Fang Xin Liliu, and afraid that he would see it, her heart beat so hard that her hands were weak, and she inadvertently loosened the willow branch she was pulling, and the willow branch hit the window with a slight sound. Luo Jiuyi heard it, so he looked up and saw that the window of the building behind the tree was open, and then he saw a shy face hidden behind the willow branches.

The scholar stood up, smiled slightly, bowed his hand, stretched out his left hand to the seat above, and invited the guest to sit down. Under the blue gauze lantern, this scholar has Bai Shengxue's hands, and then look at his appearance, his jade cheeks are slightly thin, and his eyebrows are curved and his nose is straight

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