Chapter 1797

I thought that was it, but looking back, there was more.

So the two maids walked farther and farther along the road of picking up broken silver until they couldn't see their back.

Dyed white: "

"Host, you should know that the lucky bonus is absolutely not lost. You see, neither you nor the official match has been found!" Feng Luo said proudly: "the system is produced, and the fake one pays ten."

Dyed white: "... Then I really thank you."

Feng Luo smiled, held his claws and said shyly, "you're welcome, you're welcome."

Dyed white: "

Little fool.

"You wait for me in the carriage outside the Palace first." ranbai said plainly, "I'll find you after the Palace Banquet."

"Can't I go in with you?" Li Mo asked softly.

"Good." dyed white rubbed the man's hair top, and the cold sound line was milder: "I'll come out soon."

Li Mo looked at the girl's dark eyes and paused, um.

It's a strange feeling.

It seems that as long as you look at the girl,

Everything can be compromised and given up.

Lest she abandon herself.

Why do you feel this way?

It's less than January.

Li Mo was a little confused.

Watching Li Mo go back, ran Bai takes back her eyes and turns back to the banquet.

Halfway through the party, the key part of the plot began.

"Your Majesty, on your Majesty's birthday today, the little girl specially made a poem for your majesty. Could you please listen to it?" Lord Sun stepped forward and said with a smile.

Sun Zhiyan sat on the seat, pinching the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, secretly glanced at the son of heaven, looking shy.

How could she not like such a young Junlang and talented Xinjun.

Shangguan Yi paused slightly with the wine lamp in his hand, and his eyes fell on Lord Sun's smiling and kind face. Thousands of thoughts had passed at the bottom of his heart.

The position of the sun family in the court is not small, and the family power is also great. Now it is a neutral faction. If you can win over

Even though the bottom of my heart thought a lot, Shangguan Yi still made a decision in a few seconds, "I'd like to hear it in detail."

The lips of the young Xinjun were filled with a smile, gentle and dignified. Sun Zhiyan, who was originally attracted to shangguanyi, couldn't help blushing and beating his heart at the moment.

Sun Zhiyan looked away in a panic. His cheeks were crimson. When he was flustered, he suddenly ran into a girl in snow who was quiet and indifferent and incompatible with the surrounding noisy scenes.

She looks cold and dust-free, like a God's residence in ink painting, and her every move shows the cold and indifferent elegance of aristocracy.

Just this indifference, accompanied by a silent sense of oppression.

Obviously, the man sat there so quietly, with a full gentleman's demeanor, but when he was in the same space with her, he seemed to be careful even to breathe.

Sun Zhiyan's originally crimson cheeks turned white. He lowered his eyes and stared at the tip of his shoes.

obviously,

She hasn't forgotten what happened in Chang'an Street.

But the girl's eyes were alienated and indifferent, and her fingertips rubbed the edge of the wine cup, as if she hadn't noticed her at all.

This made sun Zhiyan feel a sigh of relief. His originally tight spirit relaxed in an instant, but he didn't dare to continue to see ranbai.

Sun Zhiyan didn't know that he was arrogant and arrogant since childhood. He was not afraid of heaven. Why didn't he give advice when he dyed the girl's eyes like cold jade.

Sun Zhiyan puffed his cheeks and sighed that he didn't work hard.

"Yan Yan?" Lord Sun frowned, gnashing his teeth and whispered.