MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 20. Hundred Flowers Festival (1)

20. Shu Wing Baihua Festival (1)

King's house

"I know, let's go."

In the quiet waters of the lonely water, the Tsing Yi man looked at the lake outside the window.

Because of his seriousness, Sun Hao looked a little bit sloppy on his face and looked at the lonely figure of the person in front of him. In the end, nothing said that he had retired.

"It seems that Sun Hao’s impression of Miss Ye San is also good. It’s not easy to let Sun Hao speak for her.” On the other hand, Feng Zhiyao is still a swaying gorgeous dress, lazy. I laughed at my close friends. Ink repaired his head and looked at him, his eyes calm and gentle. "How about that?"

"How about that?!" Feng Zhiyao sat up and stared at him, and even the lazy voice was raised a lot. "Auntie, Miss Ye San is your future wife, is to spend a lifetime with you." You really don't want to see it?"

"If she really has what you said, do you think... will you let me go to her? You don't forget that there is a Xu family behind her."

"What do you mean?" Feng Zhiyao frowned. What kind of ghost can you do?

Ink repaired and coveted, quietly looking at the hand on the arm of the wheelchair. "On the day that Li Wangfu hired, Hyun-zhao was specially invited to see Ye Li."

Feng Zhiyao disdainfully grinned, "Im will not regret it again? Even if he really regrets it? He thought that the King's House and Xu Jia really let him play the object of play?"

Ink 尧 尧 尧 尧 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨When Ye was born, Ye Wenhua was just a newcomer from Sanpin. How could the Emperor choose a favorite for his favorite Emperor? Nature is for the ancestors Xu Ye. It is a pity that Xu family gradually withdrew from the pilgrimage in the past years, and that most people outside the palace and palace have forgotten how much influence Xu has.

"In this case, how can the emperor give Miss Ye San only to you?"

"If Miss Ye San is really a woman who has no talent and no virtue, and who has been remarried. Why don't the emperor give him only to me?" Mo Xiu faintly asked.

Feng Zhiyao does not care about shrugging. Anyway, the minds of the royals are not normal. "Would you like to go to the Peony Garden? Do you want to meet your fiancée?"

Ink repaired and looked back at the lake and said nothing, and Feng Xiaoyao looked at the darkness in his eyes. Since the incident, the aunt has become more and more awkward.

Ye Liu looked at the full table with a headache. The entire table is divided into two sides, each with a set of clothes and corresponding accessories. On the left is a set of blue-and-white shirts. The light blue butterflies dance on the snowy clothes, and the sunlight on the windows is even more so that people can see the butterflies fluttering. Jinger and sweet children carefully hold the clothes, the youngest sweet child is surprised: "This butterfly is not embroidered, so beautiful." Qingxia smiled: "This is silk, very expensive." Generally, silk is an extremely gorgeous image. It is actually rarer to look like a lady. And this thread seems to be very unusual." This dress is light in the hand, but it looks a little thin. It is obviously not a general material. The cream is curious to look at the left side and look at the right side. I look at the glass and look at the glass. "Mr. and Mrs. Wang are very nice to see. What kind of dress does the lady want to wear?" Ye Liu looked at the piece that the aunt sent. Snow silk blue butterfly silk silk shirt, the eyes fell to the box on the right. The low-key and delicate silver peony pattern is embroidered on the pale blue water satin in the box. The cuffs sleekly outline the elegant auspicious clouds, simple and understated, but at first glance you can feel unparalleled elegance and comfort.

"That's the one. The one sent by the mother-in-law is well-received for me. I will wear this one next month's birthday." Ye Li quickly made the decision, it is necessary to spend some thoughts on the clothing. But wasting too much time really doesn't have to be.

The hoes quickly and carefully closed the clothes of the blue-and-white butterfly on the white background, and took out the set of clothes that the king’s palace sent to wait for the glazed dress.

After a while, Ye Li came out from the back of the screen in the exclamation of the Shantou. The shallow cyan color is suitable for the quiet and elegant temperament of the glaze, and the delicate silver silk pattern on the top makes this simple style of clothing not monotonous. A low-key luxury, the glass heart gently praised. Even if the King’s Palace is not as good as before, the gifts they send are also extraordinary. “This is the water cloud satin?!” Jingwen, who stood on the side and did not get up, screamed.

The look of Qingxia was also a little shocked. Yu Jin, Shui Yun Satin, Furong Yarn and Nan Lu Sang Bao are one of the most precious specialties of Nanzhao. Moreover, they are not items that are not traded between the two countries. They are only used as gift gifts between the two countries each year. As the head of the three treasures, the water cloud satin is not more than ten in the palace every year.

Ye Liu smiled and looked at Jing Wen. "You are a good eye."

Jingwen’s face changed slightly and barely smiled: “The slave was also seen once in Miss Four. It was given to Miss Four by Zhaoyi’s maiden.” She did see it in Miss Four, but it was not a dress. It’s just a glimpse. Although the water satin is called satin, it is different from the luxurious and heavy of the ordinary satin. On the other hand, if it is not soft and elegant, if you don’t look at the hidden gorgeous pattern, you can’t see it is water satin. Miss Si gave Ye Zhaoyi a piece of water satin last year, but it was not enough to make clothes. Ye Ying was reluctant to just take care of it. Since that day, Jingwen’s self-assertion has introduced the past to Qingyi Xuan without notification. Although Ye Li did not say anything, Jing Wen has been careful to be afraid of being accused by Miss San. I did not expect that this moment of surprise caused the attention of Ye Liu.

Yeli nodded and no longer ignored some awkward silence, and turned to sit in front of the bronze mirror. Qingxia and Qingshuang hold the ornaments that the King’s House sent, and choose the right one for her.

Quietly quietly standing in the corner, watching the orderly busy hoes are awkward and unwilling. The eyes fell on the table and the arbitrarily placed jewelry box quickly bowed his head and didn't dare to look again, but did not know that Ye Liu was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and just looked at her undressed look.

The frosty hand dexterously put the last jade into the hair, and smiled with satisfaction: "Miss will surely let all the good people in the capital eclipse today."

"What nonsense, this words let others hear it still not laugh." Ye Liu glanced at the full confidence of the frost, whispered.

The frosty and playful eyes blinked and smiled: "In the eyes of the frost, the lady is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"The beauty is not beautiful, it doesn't matter. It will be seen in the past." When it was time to clean up, Ye Li got up and said, "Let's go, don't be late."

The frost and the Qingxia quickly followed the leaves of the glass, and the frost did not forget to mutter. "I don't know if the king will come to participate in the flower festival."

Qingxia glanced at Ye Liu, who was walking in front. He whispered: "The Hundred Flowers Festival is a gathering of Miss Yan Xiu of the capital. Although every year, some famous people are invited to make it, but Ding Wang seems to have never participated."