Chapter 29 Mo Xiang

The young man didn't think so and said, "The world is unpredictable. I still have a chance before the second lady gets married." He has always been unirritated. Originally, he just said it casually, but after listening to Tang Xiao's words, he was interested.

Tang Xiao's face was not good, and he put on Zhang Wanniang's face, "You are just a prince from the third-grade official. You are so careful not to go back in such a big tone."

The young man was not willing to show weakness. He retorted, "From the third grade to the third grade, the size is also an official, and my father is also a proud disciple of Prime Minister Shen."

"So what." Tang Xiao stared at him, and the villain got his ambition.

The young man put down the chopsticks in his hand and said proudly, "That's different. The second lady is Prime Minister Shen's granddaughter. This relationship is unusual."

This man's head is covered with paste. Tang Xiao has no choice but to smile bitterly. It seems that he is really a nerd. Why doesn't he know that Nie Yan and Shen Runhan separated 800 years ago? Now one is helping the prince, and the other? He is not clear. The relationship between Nie Yan's old fox and his seventh brother and the prince is already vague. Now He married his daughter to his second brother, which made him even more confused.

Tang smiled and said casually, "It's up to you." I smiled in my heart. I think you will cry at the feet of the little man when you touch the ashes.

The young man thought that Tang Xiao could do nothing about him. He smiled and sang a few small operas in his mouth. Oh, the little lady in front of him.

Tang Ziran came over and said a few words to Tang Xiao. After saying that, he went straight to the next table and sat down. The red silk couldn't help looking at the opposite side. He happened to meet the man's eyes, which were bottomless and dark. He couldn't help shivering. Don't turn around and listen to what Tang Qin and the others were saying.

"Is the prince opposite Tian Chong?"

"I don't know who Tian Chong is mentioned by my sister."

"Oh, how does my sister call my sister a long one? My sister is not yet fourteen years old."

"Ah, I'm sorry for offending my sister. My sister thought my sister was twenty-nine. Look at my eyes."

Red silk looked and smiled. Most of these women are going to enter the palace draft next year. They have already fought before entering the palace. I don't know what will happen when they get to the palace.

Tang Qin held her neck and looked at the dishes on the plate. She said boredly, "It's too brainless for these girls to be the ladies in the palace in the future." After saying that, he took a look at the red silk and said, "Look, there is no one here that can compare with you and me. In terms of appearance, it is not as good as you and me in terms of talent, let alone me. I think the young lady who is in charge of the Hanlin Academy is still like that, and I can't look at anything else."

Red silk slightly agrees. The more likely it is for people who are too young to become the target of public criticism. Even if they get the favor of Emperor Meng, it can't last long. After all, beauty is only a few years. When you are old and pale, there will be new people in the harem.

Tang Qin saw that the red silk was meditating for a long time and stopped talking, so she said quietly, "Red silk, my seventh brother is looking at you."

The red silk frowned and looked at Tang Ziran's position. He was polite and slowly eating wine. Only then did he realize that he had been cheated and pretended to be angry and said, "If you do this again, I won't talk to you." Saying such words is really not in line with the nature of red silk, but this move is very useful for Tang Qin. Every time this is said, Tang Qin obediently admits his mistake and no longer jokes.

Unexpectedly, Tang Qin drank a few more cups today, ignored whether he was angry or not. He pinched a handful of meat, and then said, "I've been tired of your trick for a long time. Let's change it. I'm going to ask you today whether you like my seventh brother or the fourth brother?"

Red silk was silent, knowing that Tang Qin was pretending to be drunk.

Tang Qin was so unhappy that he inexplicably said, "You don't like my ninth brother, do you?" Thinking about it, I felt incredible. When I said this, I actually raised the volume and said it. The girls who were still happy stopped talking. Tang Xiao, who was fighting opposite, stopped talking with the scholar. The next table next door, including Nie Yan, Shen Runhan and others, did not speak, including Tang Ziran, who had been smiling, also turned around and threw something else at him. The eyes.

Red silk felt embarrassed. When was the originally lively scene deserted? In addition to all kinds of meaningless eyes, there were also all kinds of whispering instructions. For the first time, red silk felt so ashamed and had the impulse to find a hole in the ground. On the other side, there was also a person who was as embarrassed as her. Tang Xiaogang drank a glass of wine. I haven't swallowed it yet. I was scared by Tang Qin's words and spit it out. He took a dry look at the red silk and said, "Let's eat vegetables. It doesn't taste good when it's cold."

After a while, the scene was hot again, and everyone began to talk about their own things. It seemed that they had forgotten what had just happened. The red silk felt that their ears were so hot that they were ready to go to the yard to get some air. When they left, they were afraid that others would look at them, so they deliberately picked the door and went out.

Red silk sat on the edge of the pool, holding an unknown wild flower in his hand. It was the size of copper money and lavender. It looked beautiful and picked it down.

The little flower was put in her hand and the wind blew by and began to rotate. The red silk let go of her hand and let the wind go. In the blink of an eye, the flower was blown into the pool.

The red silk looked down quietly, but because the sky was too dark, all she could see was a sparkling pool of autumn water and occasionally jumping fish.

I don't know when someone seemed to be behind her, but she didn't turn around. The man was very familiar and intuitively told himself that she knew him.

The red silk was waiting for the people behind her to break the peace. Unexpectedly, the people behind her were calmer than the water waves in front of her, which made her feel that the people behind her had left.

Clap the remaining petals in the hands, turned around and prepared, but was fiercely held in the arms by the man behind him. The red silk heart beat violently, and many incidents about flower picking thieves popped up in his mind, but soon, a smell of ink from the other party calmed her down.

I don't know how long it took Tang Ziran to let go of himself, straightened his body, lowered his head and took a gentle breath in his ear. Suddenly, a warm current suddenly spread all over his body. The red silk was so ashamed that he was full of flour. He wanted to struggle but was caught by the man. Don't look at his eyes. Every time he touched it, it seemed to be deep. The cliff at the bottom, in case you step in, you will never come back

The ink fragrance on Tang Ziran's body was full of herself. Her dark eyes forced her to move her eyes, but her mind was still replaying the scene just now. The gentle breath made her still out of her soul. Was she crazy? She scolded secretly. Did she forget how terrible this person was? No, no, no. She wants to be rational. She can't be wrong. If she takes another wrong step, she can't look back.

Just as he was about to push him away, he found that the other party was still loosening himself and sighed slightly, "Red silk, what's wrong with you?"

He stood in front of him in a dark white long coat, with a sad face, and asked himself, what's wrong with you with the red silk.

For a moment, she thought that she was dazzled, and wisps of moonlight hit him with the unique autumn desolation, which made people feel pitiful. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to say something, but it was stopped by another voice in her heart. Nie Hongsi, do you still want to be obsessed? Have you forgotten the warning in your dream? If you want to taste the taste of the dream, you can go. No one will pity you.