The girls upstairs were amazed. The red and blue colors in this white world were still and moving, like two fairies descending from the earth. The one dancing gracefully was as graceful as a dragon or a light dragon, and his dancing postures followed the music of the piano.
changing with the rhythm,
Even Ji Hua, who has the longest sleeves and is good at dancing among the Sixteen Incenses in Mingyue Pavilion, feels inferior.
Wen Yan's piano music was like complaining and admiring, like singing and weeping, melodious and graceful, with a touch of sadness. The girls upstairs listened to it intoxicated. They thought that Wen Yan was in charge of the bright moon because of Ye Fuxun's identity.
Although she doesn't show up to take care of things on weekdays, Mrs. Wang will tell her all the big and small things in Mingyue Pavilion. This will inevitably make some people in Mingyue Pavilion unconvinced. The most capable people have always been in charge here, and now they listen to her.
Wen Yan's Qin, the Shilixiangs who knew Qin began to look at Wen Yan with admiration. This woman kept her secrets secret, no wonder Princess Ziling valued her so highly.
At the end of the song, Wen Yan closed his fingers and stopped plucking the strings, while Ye Fuxun made a graceful spin, like an elf in the snow.
"Okay, okay." The girls upstairs clapped their hands and applauded. Wen Yan raised her eyebrows, picked up the teapot that had been boiled by the red stove, poured a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "How about it? My dear Princess Ziling, my piano can match it."
Would you like to dance with me?"
Ye Fuxun raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "Just force it." Wen Yan ignored this somewhat arrogant woman, glanced at the guards not far away, and said lightly, "You don't plan to stay here.
Are you down?"
Prince Ziling's Mansion sent someone to pick up Ye Fulun early in the morning, but this awkward little woman didn't go back for some reason, so the ordered guards had to send one person back to tell the rest to wait here.
"I don't plan to go back for now. I'll send someone to pick up Su'er later. That girl was clamoring to see you two days ago."
It's not good to bring the child to this place of fireworks, Wen Yan thought to herself, but now she didn't dare to complain about Ye Fuxun, a woman who was in a state of cold war.
"I heard that the master of Xuanxiao Pavilion has arrived in the capital recently," Wen Yan said. Mingyue Pavilion is now not only open for business, but also collects information about the world. After all, it is so good in Wen Yan's knowledge.
A place cannot be wasted in vain.
"Pavilion Master of Xuanxiao Pavilion." This Ye Fuxun had some impressions of the change of King Jin some time ago.
The people in Xuanxiao Pavilion seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and now it was reported that the master of Xuanxiao Pavilion had arrived in the capital. At this time, what was the most popular figure in the world doing in the capital? Ye Fuxun couldn't tell for a while whether he was an enemy or not.
Friends, but just because they helped the Tang Mansion, Ye Fuxun had to sell this favor.
"Let Mama Wang and the others pay attention to the news about Xuanxiao Pavilion," Ye Fuxun said.
At this time, the air pressure in Prince Ziling's Mansion was extremely low. Song Hanzhao was sitting in the flower hall of Bieyige, covered in air-conditioning. Xiao Ruosu snuggled next to Qing Hua, timidly looking at Song Hanzhao with a gloomy face. Princess Ziling spent the whole night
He didn't come back. I sent someone to pick him up this morning, but he still didn't come back.
"Your Highness." The housekeeper walked in and whispered, "The princess has sent someone to send a message..." As he spoke, he secretly looked at Song Hanzhuo's face and whispered, "Please take the little princess to Mingyue Pavilion."
"Click" he thought to himself, the tea cup in a certain prince's hand instantly broke into pieces, this little woman actually got into trouble with him, it was very good. A certain prince raised his lips slightly, took the handkerchief from the maid on the side, and said calmly
Said, "The little princess is a man of gold and jade, how can I go to a place like that with fireworks and willows!"
A land of fireworks and willows? Your Majesty, are you referring to mulberry trees and scolding mulberry trees?
"Aunt Hua, what is the Land of Fireworks and Willows? Is it the place where we played with fireworks last night?" Xiao Ruosu raised her head and asked curiously. Qing Hua hurriedly covered her mouth and shook her head at her.
"Auntie, please think of a way. It's not okay for the princess and your highness to continue like this." Qingying said to Aunt Zhou, because yesterday the little princess and the one in Jinxiu Tower got angry and ran away from home, which is not like the princess.
Style.
Aunt Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "In a few days, the Lunar Festival will be held every three years. According to the custom of our dynasty, this time it should be held in our palace. We have to find a way to get the princess to come back. There is no overnight feud between the husband and wife.
Let’s just give each other a step to get down.”
"But you know the princess's temper." Qingying couldn't help but feel sorry for her master, "Besides, you were here yesterday, and the little princess was injured, and the prince didn't ask, and he blamed the princess for being angry.
"
Aunt Zhou's face darkened, "You have to remember that although the Holy Emperor made her the princess, she is not of royal blood. The princess adopted her because she is kind-hearted. You must distinguish priorities!"
Aunt Zhou has received the orthodox ideological teachings of the palace since she was a child, and she attaches great importance to bloodline. Therefore, in her eyes, Xiao Ruosu is just a commoner's daughter even if she is given a title.
"Yes." Aunt Zhou had never spoken to the maid next to Ye Fuxun like this before. Qingying was stunned for a moment and did not dare to say anything. Aunt Zhou's face softened slightly and then said, "The princess is a well-informed and courteous person.
Tomorrow I will go to Mingyue Pavilion to pick up the princess." But Aunt Zhou hadn't gone to pick her up yet, something happened at Mingyue Pavilion.
"Mr. Chong, come and have a try. These are snacks made by the slave family." Mother Wang put a plate of excellent snacks on the table and waved to Ye Fuxun. Wen Yan pretended to be sad at the words.
"Mother Wang is really partial. I have been in Mingyue Pavilion for such a long time and she has never made any snacks for me. This Ah Xun relies on me and brings out all her housekeeping skills."
"Oh, my Miss Wen, my little ancestor, how could my mother have forgotten you?" Mother Wang twisted her fat body to hold Wen Yan's arm. The pungent smell of powder made Wen Yan a little unbearable and wanted to get away.
However, Mother Wang held on tightly. Today she finally knew what it meant to shoot herself in the foot. Ye Fuxun looked at her as if she was suffocating and ignored her plea for help. He reached out and picked up a piece of snack and tasted it carefully.
Despite her usual appearance, Mrs. Wang's hands are very dexterous. The snacks are sweet but not greasy, with a faint floral fragrance in the mouth. They are even more delicious than those made by the royal chef in the palace.
"How is it?" Mother Wang looked at Ye Fuxun nervously, fearing that this snack would not be to his liking.
Wen Yan also picked up a piece and ate it. The moment he took the bite, his eyes lit up and he praised, "Mother Wang, what you made is so delicious. It would be a pity to work for Ah Xun in Mingyue Pavilion.
You should open a snack shop and be sure to make money."
Ye Fuxun also nodded and said with a smile, "If Mrs. Wang wants to open a shop, I have money here."
"Profiteer." Wen Yan picked up another piece and ate it, ignoring the attention of a certain little woman. The three of them were talking and laughing when there was a sudden knock on the door. Because it was the Chinese New Year, Ye Fuxun asked Mingyue Pavilion to
Those who should go home went home, and those who had no home were all resting in their own rooms, or groups of three or five were together, chatting and laughing in the entertainment room of Wen Yan Lane. For a while, only the three of them were left in the hall.
Personally, Mother Wang stood up displeased and shouted, "Mingyue Pavilion is temporarily closed and will not open its doors to welcome guests. Please come back after the New Year."
The knocking on the door disappeared and then started ringing again after a while.
"Who is it? It's Chinese New Year." Mother Wang muttered as she walked to the door and opened it. The cold wind from outside blew in. Mother Wang's voice suddenly disappeared. She looked at the visitor with a horrified expression. She slowly
He turned around slowly and walked towards the hall step by step.
Ye Fuxun and Wen Yan felt strange. They looked up at Mrs. Wang and saw her winking at them with a strange expression. Her fat body blocked the person behind her. In addition, the person lowered her head. Ye Fuxun could see vaguely.
It came to a black head and a circle of bamboo hats.
"Sir, let's go!" Mother Wang shouted, suddenly vomiting blood, looking straight at Ye Fuxun, her fat body fell suddenly, with a sharp dagger stuck in her back.
Ye Fuxun and Wen Yan were shocked when they saw that the person coming was a man wearing a bamboo hat. The moment he raised his head, a ferocious scar was revealed on his face.
"Mother Wang!" Wen Yan looked at Mother Wang unconscious on the ground in shock. The man asked coldly, "Who is Wen Yan?"
After reacting, Wen Yan stared at the man blankly and said tremblingly, "I am..."
"I am!" Ye Fuxun pulled Wen Yan behind him and looked at the person with a cold look in his eyes. This person actually doted on Wen Yan and blatantly killed people in her Mingyue Pavilion.
, it can’t be from the Wen family, Wen Yan doesn’t go out on weekdays, so who wants to kill her?
"Who is it?" the man asked impatiently.
Wen Yan grabbed Ye Fuxun's arm, took a step forward, calmed down, and said, "I am Wen Yan. Since you are here to find me, don't hurt other people."
"No, I am the one, let her go..."
"Hahaha." The man looked at the sky and laughed, the knife in his hand moving with the trembling of his body, "This is the first time in all my years that I have seen someone rushing to die. Since you two are gentle, I
I'll send you on your way together." After saying that, he took the knife and instantly moved in front of Ye Fulun, clamping Ye Fulun's throat. Wen Yan was shocked, picked up the bench on the side, and didn't hit the man.
, was hit to the ground by the wind of her palm. Wen Yan, who had no martial arts, vomited blood and fainted. Although the man only used half of his skills, it was almost fatal to Wen Yan, who had no internal strength.
of.
"Ayan..." Ye Fuxun's breathing became weaker and weaker. She looked helplessly at Wen Yan on the ground. Just when she thought she was going to die here, a cold light suddenly appeared. The man was caught off guard and hurriedly sent Ye Fuxun away.
Boom, there was a "click" and the table was split into two halves.