Juyuan Tower is full of guests, most of them are literati who participated in the Beijing No. 1 Talent Competition today. In fact, after today's competition, the major restaurants in Beijing were like this.

Su Zimo just stepped into Juyuan Tower with Han Qilu, and attracted the attention of most people. Even the voice of the conversation became smaller. Some even forgot what they said before.

Nowadays, there are very few people who dare to wear red clothes like flames like this, not to mention that the slender woman with outstanding figure and outstanding temperament has a looming face under her veil, which is even more attractive. I want to know that

Under the veil, what is the beauty?

Suddenly, Su Zimo felt a tightening in her hand. Looking up, Han Qilu had already held her little hand in her hand, undoubtedly announcing to everyone that the beauty had a master of her famous flower.

Su Zimo felt joy and uneasy. Today, there were no ministers in Lincaiyuan, but this was Juyuan Tower. It was almost impossible for anyone to see the saint and the heavenly face. The emperor did this, and was not afraid that others would know the emperor.

Not in Huguo Temple? Or the emperor is confident that even if someone knows that he is the emperor, he will pretend not to know? But everyone is paying attention to her, how can she be at peace?

Looking at the hands she shook with the emperor in a daze, Su Zimo felt nervous.

There are some private rooms on the second floor. Su Zimo followed the emperor around the elegant seats and turned to the left of the corridor. He thought there was no way there, but when he walked here, he found that the willows were dark and there was still an undetectable place.

When Han Qilu walked to the door, before Han Qilu could make a sound, the door was opened from the inside. The two rows were dressed in different ages, and seemed to be a businessman. He bowed or nodded to Han Qilu, and said together: "Welcome to the new master."

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Su Zimo was stunned, the new master? What is this?

"Please show the Plum Blossom Order." Suddenly, an old man with a long beard standing on the left was polite to Han Qilu.

Han Qilu smiled gently and took out a transparent and crystal-clear plum blossom token from her arms, with a faint red light flowing on it.

Seeing this order, those people were respectful again. Compared with the last time, the respect this time seemed much more real.

After Han Qilu agreed, everyone's eyes focused on Su Zimo, with questions from his eyes. The old man spoke again: "New Lord, who is this?"

Su Zimo could clearly feel the hostility hidden under the polite eyes of these people. She was already very puzzled by the scene today, and her hostility towards them was even more confusing and unclear.

"This is a slut, and it is your mistress." Han Qilu said as she smiled and looked at Su Zimo, gently embracing Su Zimo's shoulder blades.

"We only have a master and no mother. Today we are discussing internally. I hope the new master will not ask anyone who has nothing to do with you." A slim woman wearing a blue long skirt and an orchid scarf on her head replied immediately.

Han Qilu's face was slightly dark, but the others in the room immediately bowed their hands and said, "I'd like to ask the new master to ask anyone who has nothing to do to leave."

Su Zimo looked at the people opposite, and the first thought that a mistress in their hearts was that they had a heart of her, so they rejected her so much. However, they thought of what token they wanted the emperor to show when they first entered the door, also known as

The emperor is the new master, obviously for the first time, so the mistress they knew before did not exist. Su Zimo felt very strange in his heart, but it was strange, and Su Zimo hoped that they would ignore it.

She, don't cause trouble to her.

Han Qilu said nothing, her lips curled slightly, and her eyes swept across the faces of the men and women opposite her, but it made these people who had experienced strong winds and waves nervous and clenched their fists in secret.

After a while, Han Qilu's voice rang coldly, and his words threatened: "Since I respect my new master, the rules will be determined by me. I said that the mistress is her, and she is the mistress, there is no doubt."

Everyone was silent and protested silently, and everyone could see it.

She is just one of the concubines in the palace and a little nobleman. Why did the emperor insist on calling her the mistress in front of these people? Is the emperor going to use this to tell her that her difference?

But she doesn't like this difference. What's the role of temporary vanity in her heart? If it brings disaster to herself, it's too worthless! Her open eyes swept across everyone opposite her, and Su Zimo remembered the faces of these people.

In her mind, since these people are hostile to themselves, she has to be careful.

"My wife, if you have something to discuss for your husband, you can go and sit down first, read a book, and then go with you after you finish your husband's work." Han Qilu hugged Su Zimo, lowered her head, and her voice was as soft as water.

This sentence made everyone nervous in the house breathe a sigh of relief. A clever young man immediately stepped forward and said, "New Lord, let me take your wife to the upper wing of the sky to rest."

When he left here, Su Zimo was unable to ask for it and nodded to the emperor. Su Zimo followed the young man out.

"Please please here." The man smiled kindly and led Su Zimo to the best elegant seat on the second floor and said: "I am full today, only this Tianzi No. 1 is left. Please sit down for a while, my wife.

For a moment, I asked someone to send some snacks and books."

Compared to the people in the room before, the man was not very hostile. Knowing that this room was indeed a top-class elegant seat in the wing room, Su Zimo nodded, found a seat beside the window and sat down, and looked out the window.

The sky was dark, but the streets of the capital were still so crowded and prosperous.

Not long after sitting, a neatly dressed maid walked in, holding a brand new book in her hand, and said to Su Zimo: "Keep, the collection of poems you want."

Following the beautiful maid, two servants came in, presented a few plates of small snacks to the table, and brought Su Zimo a teapot with plum blossom patterns, which was the same teacup as several teacups.

Su Zimo poured it.

After these servants left, Su Zimo held the teacup in his hand and found the plum blossom pattern faintly carved on it. He couldn't help but think of Wei Guifei who had gone west. Now, the plum blossoms are still blooming beautifully, but the beauty is

It is difficult to see her beloved plum blossom again. I wonder how Concubine Wei lives in the underworld?

She was a little sad. Her red dress now looked a bit more charming than Concubine Wei. However, Concubine Wei could never wear the red ones, but the plum red ones. I wonder how Concubine Wei would think when she saw this scene.

Without the desire to drink tea, Su Zimo put down the teacup and picked up the collection of poems to read.

When I opened the collection of poems, I found that it was familiar. She read it when she was young. I would like to read it again now and have a different feeling.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from outside.

"The first compartment of Juyuan Tower Tianzi is still empty. I sit here every time I go to Juyuan Tower, and here." A man full of arrogance sounded, followed by a few envious echoes and compliments full of envy.

Voice.

Su Zimo frowned. Isn’t it her room in the wing of the Emperor No. 1?

Just as I was thinking, I heard a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Everyone outside the door was stunned. The person who spoke just now was so confident that everyone believed it. How could they expect that there was already someone inside?

"Brother Huang is really a god. Not only did he decide to set up the emperor of Juyuan Tower, but he also called the beauty to accompany him early, and he admired him very much." A short, round-eyed man looked at Su Zimo's eyes with his eyes rising.

Light path.

The man standing in the center was tall and straight, with a white garment inlaid with dark yellow leaves. He heard from his friend that he looked embarrassed and said anxiously: "Xuan wants to talk nonsense!"

The man's eyes couldn't leave Su Zimo, who was sitting by the window, was slightly ecstatic.

The red ribbon silk skirt of the lotus silk, accompanied by the fine breeze outside the window, the blue hair is like a cloud, the delicate eyebrows are dyed with new green, the veil is slightly moved slightly, the lotus cheeks are faintly lit, the flowing water is wearing tassels around the slender waist, like the charming girl on earth, stunning

It is hard to find. But it is like a white jade finger holding a book. At this time, I look at them, my eyes are as light as the breeze, without any charm, and like a fairy of the Red Lotus, who is far away from the world.

As a romantic man in the capital, he has a great life experience and a famous talent. How beautiful Huang Dengkui has never seen him, but he has never seen such a calm and unconscious person who has not taken them into consideration. He then asked, "Dare you ask the girl's name?

I heard that there was no one in the room of Tianzi No. 1, so why is the girl alone here?"

Su Zimo glanced over the group, and saw Feng Hao, who was behind the crowd, knew that this group must have been Wei Yuanhan's disciples. Just now, these people called the middle man Brother Huang, so this person should be.

He is the famous Huang Dengkui among young people.

Obviously, Feng Hao didn't expect to meet Su Zimo here. He was shocked, but immediately suppressed him, looking at Su Zimo as strange as someone around him, waiting for Su Zimo to answer.

Su Zimo lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes moved to the collection of poems in his hand, and his voice was calm: "There are already someone taking care of the elegant seat here, please look for another place, the young masters."

Seeing that Su Zimo did not answer Huang Dengkui's question, everyone naturally knew that the woman was unwilling to talk too much to them. However, looking at Su Zimo's outfit, several people felt that Su Zimo was not an ordinary woman, so they said, "Who is the one who can do it."

I haven't seen you here yet, but I only saw the girl sitting here alone. Can the girl tell the owner of this private room?"

The speaker understands the meaning of the person who speaks, and has the ability to book the person in the room number one at this time. I think they know them too. If they really know each other, it is not impossible to sit together, and they can still get to know this beautiful woman.

Anime.

"Since you are late, you know that there is a master here, why bother asking? Please come back, please don't raise your head, Su Zimo's voice was still indifferent.

As soon as these words were said, they naturally made the literati who usually believed that their outstanding literary family were extremely unhappy. They thought Su Zimo was too arrogant, but Huang Dengkui smiled and said straight: "Which daughter is the daughter, can she marry her?

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Such direct and unrestrained words made Su Zimo frown. This man was indeed as proud as Qing Yi told her. He was displeased and ignored it.

Feng Hao saw Su Zimo here, and naturally guessed who the person in the private room was. He pulled Huang Dengkui in his sleeve and said, "Brother Huang, since someone has arrived here first, I'd better find another place.

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Huang Dengkui was already a little uncomfortable because he was not taken seriously by Su Zimo. He heard Feng Hao say this and immediately shook his sleeves and glared at Feng Hao. The people around Huang Dengkui naturally thought about his thoughts to a few points.

, simply pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "I saw a girl alone and I had nowhere to go. Can I just have a moment here?"

One person sat down, and two more people sat down immediately. Huang Dengkui hesitated for a moment, thinking that the person who could take over Juyuan Tower would have to be unusual, but so many friends were there, they said so. If he retreated, it would inevitably make people laugh.

, so he also took a few steps forward and prepared to sit down.

Su Zimo pursed her lips, feeling unhappy. These literati are so arrogant!

"There are people here, please leave, the young masters."

With such a direct expulsion, the people who sat down looked even more stiff. They slapped the table and shouted: "Waiter! Waiter!"

The cup of tea that Su Zimo placed in front of him was dropped to the ground with a bang and broke into several pieces. Su Zimo didn't look at the broken water cup, but just picked up the poetry collection and frowned unhappily.

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When the waiter heard the call, he walked in. When he saw the situation, he looked bitter and said, "Masters, you should leave first. I'll take care of this guy from the private room, you can't afford to offend me!"

These waiters know what identities are. When the waiter talks to them like this, they are all people who have entered the government, so naturally they know that they are afraid that they can't afford to offend this person, so they hurriedly got up and quickly accused Su Zimo of the time.

I didn't know what to do, so I hurriedly left.

Huang Dengkui had a little dissatisfaction on his face. Before leaving, he stopped to Su Zimo and said, "Girl, see you again."

When those people left, Su Zimo suddenly stunned when his eyes turned to the ground.

There were so many people just now that no one noticed this place. Su Zimo's center of the earth was beating rapidly. Fortunately, those people did not see it, and the waiter had never seen it!

The tea cup that fell to the ground was faintly black. Su Zimo squatted down carefully, took off the silver hairpin from his hair and tried it, and it was immediately half black.
Chapter completed!