The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 504
The waist of a maiko is like a snake, and it can be lowered or protruded.The low-lying seems to be weak, and the long detective seems to be looking forward to returning... Next, maikos in yellow clothes, green clothes and other colors come up.

These colors are also the colors that women in Kyoto love to wear.Zhao She has all the clothing materials in the storeroom, which is convenient for the real sister to do this.

After several years of governance in the Northwest, the prosperity cannot be said to be better than that of the south of the Yangtze River, because the weather, seasons, roads, and humanities are not as good as it is. It is just right for a person who loses a little fat to be a little fat, and a person who is not fat and a little thin also spent a lot of thought.

King Qingyuan's eyes gradually straightened. He had this heart disease, so when facing Zhenjieer, who was born as a commoner, he sometimes lost his composure.And at this moment, he felt that his heart was growing like grass, almost uncontrollable.The person he liked in the past, the person who fought against her parents and wanted to stay by her side, just had a light body, and King Qingyuan joked that he could dance in the palm of his hand.

Today, all the people in front of me are dancing people with twisted waists.

Also dancing.

The color she likes to wear is here; the figure similar to her is also here.King Qingyuan, who had a lot of grass in his heart, felt that there was a familiar fragrance, and it was also here.

Because the heart was full of grass, His Highness didn't notice that the maikos who came to toast, each of them came up individually, and the incense on their bodies was different.

This is also because there are too many incenses in Zhao She's Mansion, Zhenjie often uses them differently, and there are also various exotic fragrances from the Western Regions for her to choose from.The incense that Sister Zhen chose today is all used by Jingzhong before.The person in charge of the warehouse is very familiar with what is new and what is old, he can tell them all.

The dance moves around, small circles, big circles, turning around, swinging sleeves... His Highness King Qingyuan became drunk when others watched and applauded.If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated. Your Highness is intoxicated by the past.

"Your Highness, please drink this cup again." Zhenjie, who had just changed into a palace attire embroidered with blue and blue lotus flowers, raised her cup attentively.Her scheme succeeded, after noticing King Qingyuan's favorite color, she decisively changed off the apricot yellow clothes on her body, and let him look at others.

Then ordered a few maikos of similar stature to come up to toast, apricot-yellow water sleeves presented jade cups, and King Qingyuan drank one cup after another in the sweet voice of swallows.

His Highness is so happy, the officials are even more wanton.The prince is not here, and the princess invites a banquet. These people are becoming more and more unruly.Waving to the maikos standing aside: "Come, come here."

"Ask him to go out and tell him that His Royal Highness is invited today, not him, so don't be disrespectful." Seeing such a person, Sister Zhen softly ordered Zhao Ru Zhao Yi behind her to invite him out.

Seeing this small movement in the eyes of King Qingyuan made him sober up. When he saw Shang Shaogang who was enjoying the song and dance with a smile on his face, King Qingyuan nodded again in front of everyone: "I have been here for a while, and the son of Prince Baishi hasn't come yet." ?”

The expressions of the officials changed slightly, King Qingyuan was investigating, what happened to the prince and King Baishi?King Qingyuan asked many people, and these people's hearts trembled at this moment.

Even those who have objections to King Anping are worried that King Qingyuan will expose himself in front of others.

The drum beat was quicker, the apricot-yellow toes beating like elves, like the tip of a lark's nimble tongue, like the rain of joy hitting Jiu Han's heart, urging King Qingyuan's heart step by step.

Along with the sound of drums, a colorful figure came in from outside the hall. The clothes were sunflower yellow, broad green and azure blue. Cold pine, bamboo and plum, the color of stone blue clothes.

When Yi Shizi appeared, he had always had an extraordinary appearance.

He came up to the hall with a smile and greeted him: "Your Highness, forgive me for being late." King Qingyuan laughed and teased him with wine: "Why is it late? Look at your attire, it seems that you have become a bridegroom somewhere."

"Your Highness's guess is not right or far away." Yi Zongze was a little mysterious after taking his seat, "Let me tell Your Highness slowly."

Seeing Yi Zongze appearing in front of his eyes, King Qingyuan was somewhat relieved; but Mr. Wei who was present here was worried.Inadvertently looking at Mr. Lu, he saw confusion flashing in his eyes.

From the point of view of Master Wei and Master Lu, their hearts are like mirrors, where did Yi Zongze appear?That means he's already here.What did he come here without making a sound?
Powerful and established officials have eyes and ears, and Lord Wei and Lord Lu both know that Yi Zongze did not come from the city gate.They were also puzzled by Zhao She's sudden friendship with Prince Baishi.Although Zhao She sent troops to his own advantage, but suddenly, everyone still has to guess.

Now that King Qingyuan is making a fuss about this matter, speculation and rumors are flying all over the sky.

Persuading to drink, persuading to drink again, singing and dancing, singing and dancing again, at this moment in the hall just to be drunk, King Qingyuan's complexion finally turned red, and his eyes were a little erratic.

Sister Zhen smiled and stood up: "Your Highness, you seem to have had too much wine?" King Qingyuan's heart jumped up suddenly, his eyes couldn't let go of the people in front of him, every time he saw it, he would think of that indelible emotion : "I, maybe I have too much wine."

Looking at the maikos, King Qingyuan's eyes were full of nostalgia.The officials all noticed that when they were waiting for the concubine to present the gift with a smile on their faces, sister Zhen showed an unaware look, and she attended the salute and said: "Please send Your Highness back to have a good rest."

If Zhao Amnesty is here, King Qingyuan can ask for it directly.Standing opposite Zhenjie, King Qingyuan had special feelings for her background, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted a maiko.

In the cold snow and cold wind, King Qingyuan returned to the inn alone and felt unbearable. The soft and charming voice sounded in his ears: "Your Highness, will I still be in His Highness's heart after I die?"

"Your Highness, I just want to get along well with His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Crown Princess. Why, Your Highness, they don't want to see me?"

The aggrieved statement, the voice that seemed to be angry, and her dying voice were like steel needles piercing King Qingyuan's ears.

This steel needle can be gentle, spreading and growing inch by inch.

King Qingyuan was in extreme pain, and the royal upbringing he had cultivated since he was a child made him understand not to shout loudly, so he trembled in a low voice: "No, don't blame me...you can only blame yourself,"

(End of this chapter)