Qi Meng Xuanji

The chief three have different thoughts, and the beauties at the table are ready to show off their skills.

The so-called game is simple to say, it means that everyone in the hall writes their names on the same piece of paper, stacks them and puts them on the plate, and Aunt Zhao starts to draw. Whoever is drawn will perform a show without any refusal. , And then a "winner" will be drawn by the winner.

Since even Zhao Jianshen and Zhao Siyuan took the initiative to take the initiative, Xuan Ji couldn't refuse and was troubled. How could I play this set again? I hate acting the most! Looking at the note in front of him, his brow furrowed, his mind was set, and he immediately let go of his mind.

He picked up a pen and wrote the words "Zhao Jianshen" on the paper, folded the paper and threw it into the plate, laughing secretly.

Everyone publicly recommended that Prince Zhao draws the first one, and Zhao Jianshen got Mrs. Suyun.

Mrs. Suyun is as her name suggests, she is as pale as a cloud, but the excitement of being drawn by the prince slightly undermines her dignified and self-contained posture. She is performing the long piano, which is similar to the guqin in the world of Xuanji. The sound of the piano is low and slow. If it is played in a clean place, it is naturally calming and pleasant, but today both the piano player and the audience are impatient and the effect is natural. Greatly discounted.

People like Xie Xuanji, who are full of pop music and a few familiar folk music, don't know how to appreciate such elegant music. They only hate that Mrs. Suyun's performance is not exciting enough and can't cover himself from eating the delicious chicken legs in front of him.

Fortunately, the tune is not very long. After Mrs. Suyun finished playing, she received a few casual compliments from Zhao Jianshen, and she retired with difficulty. The maid brought the tray to her. She took out one and opened it, "It's my sister Yuruo."

Mrs. Yuruo is slightly younger than Mrs. Suyun and has a more lively temperament. He invited Mrs. Peony, who had been with him to accompany him, to perform a dance with superb dance skills and a full house.

Xuanji got what he wanted, and when everyone was watching the performance, he attacked the chicken legs in front of him as he wished.

When she finished eating the chicken drumsticks and planned to drink tea and continue to eat shiitake mushrooms, she suddenly found that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit strange and quiet, and a group of women stared at her as if they were about to eat her.

Madam Yuruo had finished the performance just now, and the maid was standing beside her with a tray, holding a piece of paper in her hand, and looking straight at Xuanji.

Xuanji pointed to herself in disbelief—did me? how is this possible? ! Looking back, Zhao Jianshen smiled very sinisterly and looked at himself. tnnd! You **** yin me!

"Thanks for managing things, our sisters are blessed." Madam Yuruo smiled sweetly and cheerfully, but her hand holding the paper was trembling slightly.

The three words "Xie Xuanji" on this piece of paper are clearly the handwriting of the prince. Yuruo is jealous and hateful, but he dared not show a bit of it on his face. The prince did not even give her the face of his aunt for her, let alone one of his own. Little Ji concubine.

Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "I'm going to disappoint you. I don't understand the rhythm of singing and dancing. I will fine myself three cups."

The clever maid next to him delivered three glasses of fine wine. Before the wine was placed on the Xuanji table, it was snatched by Zhao Siyuan, who had skipped over, and poured it into his stomach like drinking water. After drinking, she turned and stared at Yingying Yanyan below. With a glance, he said: "I will fine Xie Guanshi three cups."

The woman below was dissatisfied, but also knew that the little prince was a cruel character that could not be provoked, so she nodded one after another, and felt even more jealous. I didn't expect this woman to be so capable, even the number one little overlord in the palace would be subdued.

auzw.com Xuanji gave Zhao Siyuan a grateful look, and said sincerely: "Thank you, but you are not an adult. Drinking is not good for your health."

Zhao Siyuan looked at her, his face changed from red to black, and he choked on Ren Du Ermai and almost vomited blood on the spot. When he was about to reach out and strangle the woman who "underestimated" him, he heard Zhao Jianshen's smiling voice. Said: "Yuan'er, come back!" I had to turn around bitterly and returned to my seat, raging all the way, almost burning a few footprints on the carpet.

Zhao Jianshen was unhappy when he saw his son take the initiative to punish Xuanji for wine, but after hearing Xuanji's words, he was suddenly in a good mood, so he saved Xuanji's life in time.

Xuanji took out a piece of paper from the plate and opened it, and the villain laughed confidently on the spot. The June debt was paid off quickly, and it turned out to be the one that she wrote.

Seeing her smiling happily, all the girls were puzzled, but Zhao Jianshen immediately guessed the reason.

"Master, please!"

Zhao Jianshen had a hundred ways to prevent Xuanji's little trickery from succeeding, but seeing the bright smile on Xuanji's face that made the whole house bleak, he suddenly felt that what about letting her succeed? worth it!

Want the prince to perform? I really didn't even dare to think about it. The beauty was photographed by Zhao Jianshen Sori in majesty, and dare not say a word. Xuanji and Zhao Jianshen were left in the hall wishing to see them.

Zhao Jianshen smiled and walked into the hall: "Since Guanshi Xie wants to watch this king perform, how dare this king shirk? Go, go and get this king's bamboo flute." The implication was that he really wanted to perform, but it was only for Xuanji. Performance,

The sound of the flute is clear. Among the folk instruments, Xuanji's favorites are the flute and the guzheng. Unexpectedly, Prince Zhao had a face that was too handsome, even if he played the flute very well, very well, and very well!

The sound of the flute is sometimes clear and flying and sometimes low and tactfully, it is endlessly entangled with mianni, Xuanji has no knowledge of the music of this world, but other people heard that this song is a beautiful woman. The legend is that the gods have stolen the world and saw a world. Girl, enamoured, the song played during courtship!

At this time, anyone who has eyes knows that there is only Xie Xuanji in the center of the eyes of the king, and even the public is playing this song to Xuanji. The meaning is self-evident.

Listening to such moving music in my ears, what I saw in my eyes was the affectionate gaze of a peerless beautiful man, Xuanji had never hated her too calm heart so much.

If there are only two of them at this moment, if the peerless beautiful man’s affectionate eyes are not behind his wives or his heartbroken or spiteful eyes, if she can be more impulsive and ignore the daunting background, maybe she has now walked in front of the beautiful man, Serve your heart completely.

What a pity

Xuanji did not open her eyes, but found that Zhao Siyuan's eyes on the opposite side were full of loss.

Can you dig a pit and bury yourself? Xuanji looked down and thought with a wry smile.

When the song was wrapped around Mian again, when it finally came to an end, Zhao Jianshen returned to his seat with an unclear face, and opened a piece of paper on the plate. It was a lady named Huiye. After a few rounds, it was finally the turn of Aunt Zhao’s daughter. Play.

This female Zhuo’s name is Yinglan, and she played a clear song, and her voice was even better than the voices of Boss Tong’s singers that Xuanji heard in Yunchuan. It’s no wonder that Aunt Zhao is so eager to let her daughter play. .