My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 601: 2.037

The woman's cheeks were slightly raised, her face was thin and her flesh was very thin, and her eyes were sharp and energetic. Qiaomu always felt that when she stood up, she seemed to have a glance at her face.

That glance made people unhappy.

"Princess Annan, what do you have to say." The queen said to Wu Xingmo fairly docilely.

"Queen maiden, my niece Wu Xiaosu newly learned a fan dance, and after watching it with a bit of interest, she asked her to dance for the queen here to chat and cheer."

The Queen nodded slightly. "Very good."

The 18-year-old girl who called Wu Xiaosu should have been prepared early. Just after the queen nodded, she was under the guidance of the palace girl, wearing a pink long skirt that was lightly smoked, and led 15 dancers Girl proudly raised her chin and walked to Jinyang Temple with her head raised.

"I've seen the Queen Mother." Wu Xiaosu went along with a group of girls.

"Get up. Wu Xiaosu? But the eldest daughter of the Wu family." The queen asked softly.

Princess Annan nodded with a smile. "Hui's mother is the eldest daughter of Wu family."

This smile deepened the raised cheekbones of Princess Annan's cheeks.

"Xiao Su is ugly." Wu Xiaosu, Miss Wufu, squatted and performed another ceremony, turned and winked at the two dancers behind her.

The instant piano melodious pipe sounded, Wu Xiaosu's body bent backwards, making a very exaggerated half-radian, the waist was soft and could almost be broken.

"Hmm." A pink feather fan slid out of the sleeve, half-covering the show.

A fan dance was performed by sixteen young and beautiful girls, and it looked very beautiful. Each action can become a beautiful picture.

Facial faceless expression, holding chopsticks poked at the food in front of him, and then flipped around at will, and soon put down the chopsticks very disgustingly.

These foods have been cooled down. It's not as good as a warm, salt-free small saucepan made by her family.

To entertain such a large number of guests, the food was naturally brought from the Grand Imperial Dining Room. From the Imperial Dining Room to the Nakamiya, although the box was packed with cotton wool, the journey was far in the end.

This kind of snowy sky stalks all the way, and the dishes are n’t cold.

The little guy has always been a mouthful, and he doesn't want to touch the cold food at all.

Her mother, Wei Ziqin, did not know her daughter's delicate temperament, looked at the girl from a distance, and her eyes were slightly worried.

"Prince, please add some fruit bars for you." A maid waiting next to her head lowered her head, moved two steps, clinging to the white jade pot in her hand, adding a fruity aroma to the tree's cup liqueur.

This is a winter fruit that can grow in ice and snow. It can wrap the abdomen when it is hungry. The wine is also good. The fruit aroma is very strong.

The main reason is that this plant grows very well, and the probability of mutation is not high. Therefore, in recent years, the fruit tree seeds have been planted in large areas in Kyoto to meet various needs.

Of course, for the poor people who are hungry at the bottom, the price of winter fruit is still very high.

Qiao Mu raised his glass without expression, and stretched out his hand and slightly fanned it twice.

With the scent of fruit coming out, Arbor's face turned into the color of snow and ice, and his wrist was flipped, and a glass of fine fruit wine splashed on the face of the maid.

"what!"

(End of this chapter)