261 invincible

Liquan Hall, the lights are bright, the fog is blurred, and the nobles of the family are divided into two sides, pushing cups to change cups and drinking happily.

The beautiful Gong'e clothes are graceful, singing or dancing, and her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.

Along with her, there are concubines competing for beauty, with all kinds of fragrances and exquisite makeup, and the pearly jewelry flows out one after another, blurring the crystal curtain hanging in front of them.

Everything looks like last year.

However, there are also differences.

There is an elegantly decorated beauty beside him. No matter how jealous the concubines look, no matter what means they use to squeeze her, she always smiles and looks at him. From the pear blossom white cage smoke cloud clothes, to the mopping smoke cage plum blossom skirt, from the red and slightly upturned lips to the soft and boneless slender hands that sent the peeled lychee to his mouth, all of them are as tender as water. Just like last night, she was in his arms, tossing, shy and happy, and loving.

So, this colorful jade is no match for her.

Yes, invincible, no one can compare!

He then hooked the smile on the corners of his lips, spoiling her more and more addictive the poppies, and the ink jade-like eyes seemed to be soaked in her tenderness, becoming more and more gorgeous.

Shufei was a little stunned, and his lips and teeth opened slightly, took the crystal lychee, and took the opportunity to hold her fingertips...

"It's almost midnight. I wonder what's the surprise of this year's palace banquet?" Shangshu of the Ministry of Household picked up the white jade high-foot cup and looked at the door of the palace with some expectation.

"Is Ying Shangshu still thinking about dumplings at the age of last year?" Jiang Yuanhou, the minister of the Ministry of War, also drank a glass of wine.

Dumplings?

Qian Yumo's drowning eyes suddenly trembled, but it was like a breeze accidentally crossing the lake and instantly regained calm.

"Yes," Ying Ruocheng said without hesitation: "I went out for too long this trip. I didn't go back to Shengjing this morning. I really miss the taste of dumplings."

"I'm afraid Ying Shangshu will be disappointed this time." Shang Jing, the minister of the Ministry of Ceremonies, said with a smile.

Because Shang Jing divorces Ying Ruocheng's sister in order to marry the prime minister's niece, the two families have a tendency to form a feud. On weekdays, they will never open their mouth if they have to attack each other.

So Ying Ruocheng raised his white eyebrows and looked at him with a depressed look: "Why?"

Shang Jing did not answer, but only smiled and motioned him to see Wang Shang.

Ying Ruocheng breathed a breath in his heart. Shang Jingming knew that the king had no arrangements this year, but he caused him to ask questions. Damn it!

"Oh, don't be angry. There are too many flashes in the world, all of which are used for charming eyes." Feng Liang, the minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, raised his glass and touched his lips: "The British minister has been away from Beijing for half a year. Do you know that there is a beautiful man in this capital?"

"The beauty of the world?" Ying Ruocheng raised his eyebrows and was surprised.

Qian Yumo's long eyebrows trembled slightly, which seemed to be teasing. Shufei smiled and snubbled into his arms.

"Yes," Feng Liang twirded the goat's beard: "It is said that it is a place that can make people as beautiful as flowers and stay young forever."

"Is there any place like this?"

Ying Ruocheng couldn't believe it, and some of the concubines who were competing for favor and jealous also raised their ears.

"Yes, there is," Li Qian, the minister of the Ministry of Public Affairs, also said, "The concubine of the minister in the house has secretly been there."

"How about it?"

"Haha, this is going to ask my minister's concubine..."

The woman in the crystal curtain suddenly set off a wave in her heart.

"But these things are just demons to confuse the public. You don't know that just half a month ago, something happened to the beauty in the world!"

Scubine only felt that the infinitely intimate arm around her waist suddenly tightened, and then looked at the king beside her... Those clear and bright eyes still looked at her, spoiled and intoxicated.

"What happened?" Li Qian, the minister of the Ministry of Public Affairs, is more concerned.

"Originally, it was not my turn to take care of these inferior affairs, but this time it was the concubine of the Lang family, so I had no choice but not to take action." Feng Liang shook his head, which was extremely helpless.

Qian Yumo still looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with a smile, but the afterglow of his sight instantly swept the whole hall, but there was no trace of Lang Hao.

"Only after this investigation did I know that the shopkeeper of the world's beauty was actually the shopkeeper of Tianxiang Building, and he was still a woman!"

"Woman?"

Everyone was amazed.

Shufei didn't know if it was her own illusion. She clearly saw the king looking at her affectionately, but how did the hand that caressed her become so cold?

"Can't you think of it?" Feng Liang smiled mysteriously.

"Is it beautiful?" Li Qiao has always been interested in women.

Qian Yumo's long eyebrows have been twisted.

"I didn't see this, but someone reported the case, and it was the Lang family, so I threw it directly into prison."

Qianyu Mo, who had been leisurely leaning on the couch, got up.

Shufei thought that she had deliberately lost her temper and suddenly left her, which made Qian Yumo dissatisfied. Only the queen Dongfang took a curious look here.

"This woman is also dying. As a woman, she should have followed her husband and children, but she not only did not follow the woman's way, but also was bold, mercenary, and bullied the market. I heard that she even raised a monster and hurt people. Now the merchants are jointly suing her, and Tianxiang Building was also sealed up on the same day. So, Lord Ying, your dumplings..."

Feng Liang and Shang Jing have always been close. Ying Ruocheng knew that he came to add obstacles for himself on behalf of Shang Jing, and he did not answer. He poured a glass of wine and drank it all.

"Therefore, the parable are the parable and can do everything, but no matter how much they jump, they are just grasshoppers after autumn. What do you think, Lord Shang? Feng Liang raised his glass to Shangjing.

Shang Jing understood: "It's indeed a flash in the pan... No, how can such a despicable thing ascend to the hall of elegance?"

The two of you sang Me, which only made Ying Ruocheng more angry. The rest of the people didn't say anything, just laughed.

Hu Lun looked at the scene outside the crystal curtain without swords and shadows. He only felt that the splashing waves had soaked his clothes, but what made him more creepy was the eyes that seemed to be full of smile but murderous.

He only saw this murderous spirit when his master learned about the death of Mengfei. So far, it has been six years, but he didn't expect that after years of precipitation, he saw more and more fierce and cold.

Of course, the master did not look at him, but he knew that he was within the master's range. No matter whether he stood behind the master or hid anywhere, the countless sharp arrows were glooming at him.

Sweat dripped from his hat, winding to his forehead. The ants crawled and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

Isn't this Liquan Hall too hot? But why does he feel so cold?

"Wang Shang..." Shufei exclaimed, with a touching lingering voice.

"Come as soon as you go." Qian Yumo caressed her face and pinched it again.