Chapter 11 Red Sleeves are more delicate

Xia Houchen just went back to the house and did not step into the door. The scene in front of him made him frown slightly. He didn't say a word and stared at her coldly with sharp eyes.

A slippery, gauze-like slim red skirt, a long red draped around the waist and floated down, outlining a graceful outline and seductive. The long hair was casually rolled up with a sandalwood hairpin, leaving a wisp of green silk hanging on the shoulder. The thin pink face was extremely moist in the sun, and the bright red lips were covered with an evil smile.

She stood quietly, with her eyes hanging down, holding a ball of white in her arms. The breeze brushed by, the skirt was light, and the Lingluo was light and elegant, not as ordinary.

Lan Xin stood beside her, with her hands on her waist and round eyes, confronting several bodyguards.

Seeing Lin Wan coming in plain clothes from afar, he stepped forward and stood upright in front of her. His eyes involuntarily fell on her red lips, thinking of the soft fragrance there, his chest was a little undulating, and the corners of his mouth were tilted: "What? Hasn't Princess Ying learned to be good yet?

His charming eyes turned white and then hung down again, and a light hum came out.

Xia Houqi, who followed Xia Houchen, swallowed his saliva, showed a bright smile on his face, and arched his hand: "The seventh brother has seen the fourth sister-in-law!"

The smile at the corners of his lips slowly dissipated, and his eyes fell on the face of the handsome young man in light purple brocade behind Xia Houchen. A trace of calculation flashed, and his red lips opened slightly: "I have seen the seventh prince, the seventh prince, can you please go out for a walk with me?"

The extremely soft voice made him irresistible. If he hadn't caught a glimpse of Xia Houchen's blue face, he would have answered immediately. He coughed dryly and smiled with him.

Lin Wan approached and saw that the bodyguard was still blocking it with a knife. She scolded: "Bold, the prince and the seventh prince are here. Why don't you put down the knife?"

The bodyguard glanced at Xia Houchen and stepped back a few steps, but still stared at the two people who wanted to break out. After all, he had something to say first and could not resist the order.

Lin Wan carefully glanced at Xia Houchen's face and whispered, "Your Majesty, the princess has been banned for a few days. How about letting the princess go out to relax her body today?"

With her situation, if she really leaves the house, ten * will make trouble to the prime minister's house again. He narrowed his eyes and coldly spit out two words: "No!"

Yin Pianxuan raised her eyes and stared straight at him and said fixedly, "I'm going out!"

Her eyes overflowed with dissatisfaction, mixed with a trace of charm and seductiveness. He took a deep breath, and there was a faint stream of uneasy heat in his lower abdomen. He resisted the impulse to eat her and said in a low voice, "I won't allow it!"

After a moment, her eyes turned, with a bad smile, she suddenly hooked his neck with one hand, and her soft tongue slipped in, gently hooked the tip of his tongue. Xia Houchen was completely stunned, and his whole body was like a hot current, and there was a burst of numbness from head to toe. The rest of them were stunned.

Unlike his first two active invasions, he only felt that there was irresistible sweetness and confusing softness in his mouth. When he was in a trance and wanted to suck deeply, he was shocked that his soft tongue had already pulled away. The red clothes had floated out of the door, his face was dry and hot, and he roared: "Yin Pianxuan--"

Lin Wan chased out of the door and saw that the two had gone far away, so she couldn't laugh or cry.

Xia Houqi scraped his nose and cleared his throat uncomily: "Fourth brother, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea!"

He cursed hatefully: "You witch!"

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Yin Piaoxuan wiped her red lips fiercely and cursed in a low voice: "Damn Xia Houchen! Damn Xiahouchen!"

Lan Xin looked back and swallowed: "Master Xiang, don't wipe it. At least we have left the house and haven't chased the soldiers yet!"

If she usually leaves the house, she will be called as the incense master. Lan Xin doesn't feel it and secretly smiles, but the incense master is quite good!

She exhaled deeply, stroked the clever demon in her arms, swept away the displeasure, and smiled, "That's right!"

"Master Xiang, where are you going now?"

"The Prime Minister's Mansion!"

The two turned to Jingui Street and saw a lot of traffic. Jingui Street is the third street in Kyoto after Zhuque Street and Chang'an Street. Jingui Street is located on the west side of Zhuque Street, and Chang'an Street is on the east side. The third street is in the same direction, across Kyoto.

Lan Xin blinked and exclaimed, "Today is the market on Jingui Street. No wonder it's so lively!"

She walked as if nothing had happened. Since she entered the royal palace, she has never returned to Jingui Street. It's not her cold feelings, but nostalgia. The only thing the Prime Minister's Mansion can make her remember is Yin Xiaoting. That's why she will never let him repeat her mistakes. While thinking about it, the noise in front of them attracted the attention of the two people.

Lan Xin looked on tiptoe and asked curiously, "Master Xiang, I don't know what's the matter?"

"Lan Xin wants to see it, so let's go and see it!"

She was a little embarrassed to see that many people were surrounded: "Xiangzhu, how can you come to have a look?"

"Won't Lan Xin think of something?"

Lan Xin's eyes turned smoothly and snapped his fingers: "As long as the incense owner takes action, it's worry-free!"

She stroked the little demon, and her charming eyes were slanting. Why didn't she understand the little girl's thoughts: "Lan Xin wants me to open the way for you?"

Lanxin scratched her head with embarrassment.

She glanced at the crowd and moved her footsteps gently. Lan Xin walked in front, pulled the crowd straight away with both hands, and shouted, "Let's go, let's go over, we're going to go!"

At first, the crowd didn't care, until the afterglow of their eyes caught a glimpse of the enchanting and dazzling red, which made a way. She lowered her eyes, leisurely walked through the crowd, stood in front of the crowd, and didn't care at all about the complex eyes that fell on her, whether it was envious, disdainful, ambiguous, or tender. It has nothing to do with her.

Lan Xin smiled and his eyes fell on the center of the crowd. Seeing five men kneeling with shawls and tied hands and feet, he frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

The man in gray next to him secretly glanced at the red dress and said enthusiastically, "It's from out of town. They all have some skills to sell slaves!"

Servant?! Yin Puan slowly raised her eyes and glanced at several men. She gently hooked the corners of her lips and stepped forward gently, spitting out a soft sentence that made people's bones: "All raise their heads!"

No one refused, or they couldn't refuse at all. The five men raised their heads and their eyes focused on her face.

She raised her eyebrows, and a cold and resolute look attracted her attention. She paced to him, squatted down, lifted the hair covering his cheeks with her right finger, and straightened her dark eyes. She smiled and got up and said quietly, "Lan Xin, I want him!"

"Yes!" Lan Xin came forward and asked the middle-aged vendor with a fleshy face, "How much silver?"

The seller's shrewd eyes fell on Yin Piaoxuan's gorgeous clothes and said greedily, "Twenty taels!"

There was a sound of inhalation all around and whispering.

Lan crossed his waist angrily: "Your tone is really not small. How can a servant get so much!"

"Look, this is a good servant with good skills, twenty taels, very cost-effective." The vendor smiled a little uncomfortablely, his eyes fell on Yin Pianxuan, and said with lust, "Little lady, do you think so? Moreover, the little wife is a rich family, and twenty taels is a small thing for the little lady!"

Lan Xin snorted dissatisfiedly. Yin Piao looked back at the kneeling man, laughed softly, hugged the little demon and walked through the crowd, and followed her back with a burning eye.

"untie!" Lan Xin glanced at the seller, touched the silver from his arms, and said hatefully, "I brought 20 taels today, and they were all stolen by you!"

The vendor obscenely took over the silver, which made the man untie: "He is absolutely worth this price!"

Lan Xin saw that the man was still kneeling on the ground and snorted, "Isn't it up yet? From now on, you will be the owner of incense. Let's go!"

The man hesitated for a moment and got up and followed her.

Lan Xin stared at the man who followed closely behind him and approached Yin Pianxuan: "Master Xiang, look at him, he is shabby and dirty. It's embarrassing!"

Yin Pian stopped, looked back at him and smiled, "Let's talk about it later!"

Lan Xin spit out his tongue at him and jumped behind her.

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Yin Pianxuan looked up at the Zhu Hong's gate and sighed. After a year, there seemed to have been no change, and it seemed to be completely strange. If she hadn't, how could she stand here again? When she stepped on the sedan chair, she solemnly told herself that she would never go back here. This was not her home, it was not her.

Aware of her emotions and her heart, Lan Xin whispered, "Master Xiang, I'm going to invite the second son to come out!"

Without waiting for her to nod and agree, Lan Xin went straight to the steps in front of the door and reached the door. She glanced left and right at the young guards on both sides, not the guards they knew. She was a little embarrassed: "Please go in and inform the second son and ask him to come out to meet!"

The guard looked at the three people, exchanged glances, and one returned home to report.

"Yo! Who am I? It turned out to be Princess Ying!" A harsh voice came: "Oh, I'm really clumsy. Who else in Luojing can set off the noble red dress besides Princess Yu!"

Princess? His eyes flashed, and he had guessed her extraordinary identity from her clothes and manners, but the princess's identity really surprised him and couldn't help glancing at her.

Lan Xin flat mouth and stared at the Chinese woman who came to the side. She was Chen Meisi, the wife of Yin Xiaohe, the prime minister's eldest son. Fufu was unwilling: "I've seen your wife!"

Chen Meisi smiled and said that she didn't dare to do it. Near the front court, Yin Pian Xuanfu: "The bitch has seen Princess Yu!"

Seeing that she was unmoved, Chen Meisi couldn't help but look at her face: "Princess Yu is indeed different. I think she is favored by Prince Yu. She has a noble status and disdain to talk to such a despicable person like me, so as not to offend Prince Yu. I can't afford to blame it!"

Lanxin stared at her with dissatisfaction. Seeing the guard coming back, he turned his eyes and asked anxiously, "Where's the second son?"

The guard said expressionlessly, "The second son is not in the house. Please come back another day!"

"You didn't report it at all, did you? The second son must be in the house!"

"Look at what you said, who dares not let your princess see her second brother?" Chen Meisi laughed a little proudly. A few days ago, after Zhao Shuhui returned to the house, she gathered all the guards. If she saw Yin Pianxuan in red appeared, she would report to her first, and how could she easily let Yin Pianxuan enter the Prime Minister's mansion?

Yin Pian didn't squeak and turned around and left. Zhao Shuhui was not a fuel-efficient lamp, nor did she not know her. If it hadn't been for Yin Xiaoting's mother, she would have torn her face. Lan Xin gave Chen Meisi a white look, followed her, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Master Xiang! They bully people too much! It's extremely disgusting!"

vented his anger and softened his tone: "Master, shall we go back?"

When she caught a glimpse of him, she paused and turned to look at him for a long time until he turned his head uncompliedly. Fang smiled and said lightly, "Go to a place first!"

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Several makeup and beautiful women pushed him into a room and tore his clothes. He had the impulse to escape and threw away several people with one hand. They smiled, and one of the women in green waved and smiled, "Well, well, sisters, let's go out and let him clean up by himself. He's a little shy!"

Several people left the house with a smile.

He stared at the big wooden barrel in the room, curling hot, as if scattering some petals, looked down at the ragged clothes and dirt accumulation, sighed, directly removed his clothes, immersed in warm water, and scrubbed it.

Yun Niang warmed the pot of wine and poured a glass and pushed it in front of her: "Why did you buy a slave?"

Her eyes moved. If she bought him for no reason, it would definitely be a lie. When she was stopped by a bodyguard with a knife when she left the house today, she thought so. If she had a good bodyguard, no one could stop her. She happened to meet him, and it was really hard not to buy it! She smiled and put away the little woman's mind: "I think he is very interesting!"

"How would you feel if you took a man back?" Thinking of how Xia Houchen would be angry again, Yun Niang covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

When it comes to him, her face became hot, and then she became a little stunned. Thinking of the fact that she had been intertwined with his lips and teeth, she couldn't wait to cut him with thousands of knives.

"xiang zhu, the great master!" Lan Xin led him into the room: "Look, he looks good when he cleans up!"

The two looked at him and saw his burly figure, angular face, bronze skin, with a trace of heroism and a trace of awe-inspiring, looking upright, not like a treacherous person. Yun Niang couldn't help nodding: "You have a good vision!"

She looked at him with a faint smile and asked softly, "What's your name?"

Name?! His surname and his name have been blurred in distant memory. He can't remember and doesn't want to remember it. He has been tossing around for more than ten years. He politely called him "little boy" or "feed him". He rudely shook his head when he was a cat and a dog.

Yun Niang is the head of Yanyufang. She sharpened herself much more than her. Seeing his appearance, she had a bottom in her heart, took a sip of wine, and said leisurely, "It's really interesting! Piaoxuan, give him a name for him!"

Yin Phan looked at him without blinking and frowned slightly. For a long time, her red lips spit out a sentence: "It's better to call Wu Ying! The past has turned into a shadowless!"

No shadow? The past has turned into a shadowless?! There was a feeling that the name was the most suitable for him. He took a deep look at her and nodded.

"No shadow?! What an interesting! I don't know how to do it?"

"Does the big man want to do a few tricks with him?" Yin Piaoxuan joked, drank a glass of wine, thought about how to try his skills, and tilted his eyes: "Come and have a drink!"

He was stunned and ** twice at the corners of his mouth. He had always been infused with the idea of slavery. It was God's favor to prevent himself from starving to death. Sitting in front of his master and drinking was something he had never thought of.

"It's strange! Slow down and get used to it! Just don't make fun of him!"

Yin Pan opened his lips and was about to speak. A man in white pushed the door and entered: "You don't call me when you drink, which deeply hurts my heart!"

Yun Niang shook her head and sighed, "How dare you let you drink again? Last time, Lord Yu was so angry that he wanted to cut you all down, and you were really bold! Now I'm afraid of thinking about it!"

raised his eyebrows from Liu and sat down beside the two: "That Xiahouchen is really abominable. He actually threw us into the water and attacked us!"

Yun Niang raised her face and warned them coldly: "Don't mess with him, it's not that you don't know. In today's court, Prince Yu is the most unatable person to provoke!"

From Liu shrugged his shoulders: "Poor him, he has endured for a year, and he hasn't taken a break yet! I have some doubts whether he is interested in Piao Xuan!"

She sneered and said, "Look at what Mr. Liu said, several of his wives are peerless beauties. When will it be my turn to be? Maybe it's because I'm still useful. I have to take a break sooner or later. I don't mind doing it first!"

"Yin Pianxuan, do you have to play with the men in the world?"

"It's thanks to both of you!"

"Look, you have to drag the two of us into the water. Prince Yu gritted his teeth at me and really suspected that he was murderous to me!"

Thinking of his three-month period, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned: "I think he has already wanted to kill me!"

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Lin Xianyan looked at the man behind her: "What? Being monitored?"

Yin Pian shook her head with a faint smile: "He is my man!"

Wu Ying secretly choked, her people? It's taken for granted that I can't doubt it at all.

Lin Xianyan smiled, ordered the maidservant to serve wine and dishes, and poured a glass of wine herself: "Why is the second son absent today?"

"I think it was locked by the Prime Minister's wife and specially came here to ask the big shopkeeper to help me pay attention to the news of the Prime Minister's mansion!"

Lin Xianyan nodded and withdrew.

She glanced at the two people beside her: "Lanxin, Wuying, sit together!"

Lan Xin smiled and sat down without hesitation. She had never hesitated. It was common to eat with her deskmate. It was like this, but if the second son was present, she would not have that share.

She took a sip of wine and raised her eyes to see that Wuying was still there. She frowned slightly and was a little puzzled: "No shadow, aren't you hungry?"

He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Lan Xin, and sat in the last position, which made Lan Xin laugh.

Yin Pianxuan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him fixedly, and said lightly, "No shadow, I don't care what kind of past you have. You are now my person. You have to obey me and can't betray me. Can you hear it clearly?"

Shadowless nodded.

Yin Piaoxuan took a sip of wine and ate it leisurely with chopsticks.