"Are you disappointed?"
The man's cool voice sounded in Han Ying's ear, which made her tremble. When she recovered, the man had already disappeared.
How is that possible?
Han yingmeng turned around and kept looking around, but he got nothing.
Is it your own illusion?
Han Ying frowned, bit her lips and slowly lowered her head, but she suddenly widened her eyes and took a cold breath.
In front of her, there are four big words, and I'm back.
Beside these four words, there was a small silver needle.
Although Han Ying has tried her best to control herself, she still can't stop her fear and panic.
He's really back.
What to do? When he comes back, he must be finished.
"Three young ladies, madam asks you to come over."
Han Ying's maid ran from a distance. Before people came, the voice came first.
Han Ying was shocked, and then rubbed the ground with her feet as fast as possible to wipe the words on the top.
"Miss three, what's the matter with you?" the maid green Er ran to her at this time. Seeing that her young lady was so strange, she was inevitably confused.
"Nothing." Han Ying has rubbed back and forth for several rounds. She thinks it should be gone, so she slowly steps back.
Green thought she was strange, so she looked down at Chao Han Ying's feet. She didn't want to see four words.
"It's strange. Why are there four words here?"
She was really puzzled and felt that her third miss was very strange. It was just four words. Why was she so nervous?
"Ah!" Han Ying roared and rubbed hard again, with a ferocious expression.
"Miss three, it's just four words. If you can't erase them, you can't erase them. Let's go quickly. Madam has been waiting for you there for a long time. You see, other people have moved to the wind garden of Jinxiu Garden to watch the performance. We won't go again... Huh!"
The girl was still persuading Han Ying, but before she finished, her neck was fastened by her third miss.
She looked at Han Ying in horror. She never thought that this always straightforward young lady would have such a ferocious scene.
"You said you saw something bad, but when you saw this, green, why did I keep you?"
Han Ying closed her arms and pulled green to her. Her lips slowly stuck to her ears. "Green, I really liked you, too. Unfortunately, what the general likes has never been a woman, but a man. It's really hard for you."
Green really can't believe that the third lady she likes is playing tricks on herself?
So, what's the ghost of my memory with her all the time?
Her eyes widened, like despair, disappointment and regret. However, Han Ying broke her neck before these emotions were brought into full play.
"Don't worry, I will still miss you. After all, you used to be my shield."
Having said that, Han Ying threw green into the pond directly after confirming that there was no one around.
As for those four words, she could not eliminate them, and she could only let them be written there.
She thought very clearly.
As long as you leave here, no one will associate these four words with her.
Thinking of this, she didn't stay any longer and quickly flashed towards the wind garden.
After she left, a black figure came out slowly from one side of the corridor.
He strolled to the four words and looked at the pond next to him.
"Sure enough, you are cruel and ruthless. However, you always have to pay your debts."
The man smiled coldly and walked towards the wind garden.
This time, he finally doesn't have to hibernate in the dark. He will wash away his grievances and give justice to the Pei family.
Paying tribute is a good opportunity.
The wind garden is the splendid garden. It has the largest stage in the Imperial Palace and the largest venue. Therefore, it has always been used as the best place for palace banquets.
So it's very natural for the emperor to choose here.
Mo Xiyan sat behind Murong Yu and secretly looked at the whole wind garden. Whether it was scenery or people, it was the object she looked at.
So Han Ying hurried into the wind garden and secretly sat on Mrs. Han's side. The whole process was recognized by Mo Xiyan.
She always finds this woman a little strange.
She thought and pulled Murong Yu's sleeve.
"How?" Murong Yu approached her and asked softly.
"Do you know Han Ying?" Mo Xiyan asked directly.
"Naturally, she is the only female general in Daxia, but..."
Murong Yu paused unnaturally when he said this. He obviously remembered that Han Ying wanted to seduce himself.
So he sank his eyes a little unnaturally, which means an unknown way, "it's just that his character is poor. Don't be too close to her."
Mo Xiyan picked her eyebrows. She found that Murong Yu had something to say and clearly didn't finish it.
But now is not the time for questioning, so she pressed the question in her heart and planned to go back to the palace and ask again.
At this time, the singing and dancing on the stage had ended. The emperor smiled and announced the beginning of the Palace Banquet. Then, in the sound of gratitude, the Palace Banquet officially began.
Those palace maids and eunuchs came in from the side door with wine and vegetables, and put them in front of the people.
Mo Xiyan didn't hold much hope for these wines and vegetables.
After all, from the kitchen to here, it has long been cold and lost its original good taste.
So she just took two symbolic bites, picked up the glass and drank it gently. Just as she picked up the glass, she found that she had a very purposeful eye on her.
She frowned and looked at the past unhappily. She didn't want to just look at the dark eyes of the great Liang Chen king.
After finding that Mo Xiyan also looked at him, King Chen unexpectedly picked up the wine cup and shook it at her, and then drank it all in one gulp.
What's the matter with this guy?
Mo Xiyan held the glass tightly and restrained for a long time, so that he wouldn't turn over on the spot.
She put down her glass, lowered her eyes, and was very angry.
Damn apprentice, it will kill you sooner or later.
"Your Majesty, it's too disappointing to have wine or not. I see that there are many young ladies present. If we don't let them perform on the stage, we can not only make them famous, but also let us wait for distant guests to have a good look at the style of the young ladies of the great Xia family. Isn't it a good thing?"
Just when Mo Xi Yan was extremely upset, King Chen stood up lazily, made a simple ceremony to the emperor of Daxia, and directly made a loud proposal.
His proposal would have been harmless.
After all, at such a banquet in the summer, these women always take the opportunity to perform on the stage, and they usually do their best.
The purpose is to give yourself a talent name, or marry into a better family.
So when King Chen put forward such a request, the minds of many girls present floated.
Some bold ones looked directly at the king Chen, and then blushed and lowered when they saw each other's handsome face.
For a moment, King Chen became the focus of the whole wind garden.
When the emperor saw this situation, he naturally had no reason to disagree.
So with a big hand, he was sure.
Seeing this, the queen said with a smile, "naturally, it's a performance, not a competition. The palace doesn't set any rules. Just pick your own strengths."
With a dignified smile on her face and curved eyes, she looks like a very gentle woman, and she really can afford the four words of mother instrument.
The ladies were delighted to hear this.
After all, there are no regulations, and they can perform their own strengths, which is very powerful for them anyway.
When the queen saw that everyone had no opinion, she bowed her head and ordered the eunuch manager next to her to prepare one or two. After the eunuch manager left, in order not to let the venue cool down, she asked the dancers to take the stage and perform.
"Performance? Tut Tut, what do you think of these ladies?" Mo Xiyan didn't want to be an orangutan and was watched by others, so he sneered in a bad tone.
Murong's seat was very close to her. Naturally, he heard her complain, so he smiled, patted her hand, and comforted in a soft voice, "don't worry, you are already the king's prospective princess, so you don't have to go up to perform."
"That's good, but the Chen king is so strange."
Mo Xiyan always feels that this person is uneasy and kind. The whole person feels like a cold poisonous snake.
"He is dangerous. Otherwise, how could Wei be forced to compromise, and how could he be pressed on the border with 500000 troops?"
Murong Yu naturally didn't like King Chen.
Of course, it's not just because he is a general and cares about the people.
More because he is a man, with a man's natural sensitivity to love enemies.
Although I don't know whether King Chen really has feelings for Mo Xiyan.
But he has different plans for her, which is certain.
Murong Yu thought he must have been "good" for too long, so let these once defeated generals feel that they have become weak and deceptive?
Mo Xiyan looked at the king of Chen and guessed in his heart, so while taking back his sight, he whispered in Murong Yu's ear, "be careful, I always feel that he is aimed at you."
Murong Yu smiled knowingly because of her words and whispered, "don't worry, it will be fine."
At this time, a palace maid came to Mo Xiyan's side, handed a box to her hand and respectfully said, "please draw lots, Miss mo."
Mo Xiyan wondered, "why?"
"Back to Miss Mo, this is to determine the order of ladies." the maid explained patiently.
"Oh, I don't have to. You just let the next one draw." Mo Xiyan waved his hand and refused directly.
"But Miss Mo, it's against the rules..."
"Let you go to the next, go to the next. The prospective Princess of the king doesn't have to take part in the performance."
Murong Yu looked at the maid coldly and said in a deep voice, "how come you don't know this rule?"
This is indeed the rule of summer.
Whether married or to be married, there is no need to participate in the performance.
This is not only to preserve the face of the future husband's family, but also to make room for other young ladies and give them more opportunities.
At present, the palace maid is dedicated to letting Mo Xiyan draw lots, which means that there is some aftertaste