Chapter 17 Beauty Ziyi

"Nonsense, Ziyi has already been my concubine!" At this time, a handsome but gloomy young man rose up. This man has a good face, similar to Li Shimin's seven points, but now he looks a little ferocious, which completely subverts his natural image.

"There is no evidence to say it. Why don't we all invite Miss Ziyi up?" As soon as Li Shimin opened his mouth, he forced the young man back to his seat. Although his face was uncertain, he did not dare to attack again. It is not difficult to judge from his expression that this guy must have been punished by Li Shimin during the day.

After everyone's urging, about ten minutes later, a woman in purple came into everyone's sight. As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the call of all the people, and Luohe even heard the inhaling sound of many people. Of course, Luohe, as the protagonist, is no exception. His sight is also occupied by this woman. Although this woman is not extremely beautiful, she is beautiful to the man's heart. Her face is like Rong, her body is enchanting, maybe she is related to dance practice, and her slender waist can only be grasped. Such a beautiful woman is really the best.

Seeing the hurdles in his heart, Luo He couldn't help thinking of a poem by Li Bai and naturally read it out: "The clouds want clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. If we hadn't met at the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon of Yaotai.

Well, as soon as Shixian's poem came out, he immediately won a lot of color. Li Shimin smiled and nod his head to signal; Luo Xin looked at Luohe like a monster, although his eyes were also full of joy; others looked at Luohe with extremely complicated eyes, with reverence, disdain and insidency. Ziyi, as a recitation, looked at Luohe with crystal eyes, and her plump and enchanting body trembled slightly. If it hadn't been for her extreme control, she would have been thrown into Luohe's fat mind.

No one can understand Ziyi's mood, as if no one knows her past.

In fact, Ziyi and Luohe met earlier than anyone knew, even the dead Luohe. That should have been when Qianluohe was 9 years old, when Ziyi was only 8 years old. At that time, Ziyi's mother had passed away. Her mother's death made her unregulated father even more chaotic. In addition to drinking, he gambled and went home to beat the weak little Ziyi every time he lost money.

Once, Ziyi's father lost so much that he even lost the money from selling the fields. After returning home, he chased Ziyi with a stick. Usually, Ziyi did not know how to escape, so he huddled in the corner and let him fight and scold. But that day, she was really scared and ran out of her home. As a result, she bumped into the Qianluo River, which was already a young woman at that time. At that time, Luohe was in a good spirit, and little Ziyi was just a little girl. How could it be as beautiful as it is today, but Luo He still gave Ziyi's father a got of gold and asked him not to fight Ziyi again.

From then on, the tall shadow of Luohe has been firmly imprinted in Ziyi's mind, and the former Luohe has forgotten it.

Originally, Ziyi thought that she would never see Luohe in his life, but although her father got a huge amount of money from Luohe, he still did not want to make progress. He still drank and gambled, and finally died at the drinking table. Although Ziyi's father died, Ziyi had to repay the debt he owed. At that time, someone decided to sell Ziyi to a brothel. As a result, Luohe happened to pass by with his servant. He saved Ziyi and also gave his neighbors a lot of money to take care of Ziyi. After that, he left without even asking Ziyi's name.

Luohe saved Ziyi in danger twice, which made Ziyi's admiration for him beyond any more. In order to get close to the Luohe River and see the side of the Luo River again, Ziyi gave up the right to become an ordinary person and resolutely entered the Wangyue Tower. After years of careful **, she finally became the flower leader of the Wangyue Tower. But God did not follow people's wishes. She had never seen Luohe again over the years, and when she learned Luohe's true identity, she gradually hid her delusions. She knew that she was not worthy of Luohe and could not enter the high-door valve like the Luo family. Until she heard that Luohe had been injured and his shape gradually changed, and the people around her avoided him as if they were avoiding the plague, her already frozen heart became hot again.

Even with this thought, she still dared not go in person. Every time she asked the maid beside her to send her lovesickness and advice to Luo's house, she hoped to impress Luohe and his family. But all her letters are like sinking into the sea, and she can't get any reply from Luohe. However, she did not give up, because she could deeply feel the sad heart of Luohe. This insistence lasted for more than three years. A few days ago, she heard that Luohe had been knocked unconscious and was unconscious. She finally summoned up the courage to go to Luofu to see Luohe, but she was stopped by the doorman and said that Luo Cheng was not allowed to enter.

She failed several attempts, and sadly, she returned to the Moon Tower. At this time, he happened to meet the current prince Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian was shocked when he met Ziyi and decided to redeem Ziyi. However, the stewlet of Wangyue Building made it clear that Ziyi was free. She was just a dancer here and an artist who received money. After learning that Ziyi was free, Li Chengqian's pursuit was even crazier, but what he got was Ziyi's cold eyes, and she even closed the door.

Then, in order to get rid of Li Chengqian, Ziyi deliberately said that he already had a good one, and that man was the second son of Grand Marshal Luo Cheng. It was this sentence that caused Luo He to be attacked crazily by Li Chengqian. As for the monk to cheat, it was another matter, but Li Chengqian was more or less involved.

"What a talented nephew." Li Shimin nodded with a smile, and then shook the table to drink with Luohe. Luohe naturally pretended to be flattered.

"Hey, the descendant of the Luo family, didn't you say that you handed over the love token with this Ziyi girl? Let's talk about what you gave her first." At this time, not far from Luohe, a rough middle-aged man at two tables away from Luohe spoke, shaking the whole hall like a bell. Luo He even found that the court officials around him covered their ears, but they did not dare to show a trace of anger on his face.

"This old man is Duke Lu, Cheng Zhijie." Luo Xin whispered next to the Luo River.

"The descendant of the Luo family, I heard what you said. Wow, hahaha, dare to scold me behind my back. Be careful that I hit you with an axe!"

Luo Xin rolled his eyes directly. He forgot that the old man had arrived at the highest boundary of the three realms of martial arts, and the sound within 500 meters could hardly escape his ears.

"I also want to know what kind of tokens and beauties my nephew sent."

Ziyi heard everyone's words. She was at a loss. Even she, the person involved, didn't know that Luohe had sent her tokens. So how did Luohe make it up? What if she didn't?

Luo He coughed softly, and then slowly stood up. His fat body slowly walked into the middle open space under the gaze of everyone. Luo He nodded to Ziyi, and then saluted Li Shimin: "Since everyone wants to know, then make a fool of himself. In fact, what I sent to Ziyi is a new word, and the lyrics are the head of the song.

"Oh, since it is a word card made by Emperor Wen of the previous dynasty, please come quickly." Li Shimin is not only a famous benevolent ruler in Chinese history, but also a talented poet. Maybe it is because of his similar interests. At this moment, he looks particularly excited.

"In order to create a better atmosphere, please wait a moment. Please help me ask the musician to come up."

"I know some musical instruments, but I don't know what the prince wants?" Ziyi's voice is as silk, sweet as honey, but as light as water; light as the wind, floating and melodious.