Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 96

There is one thing to say, Xiao Rongxi's shield is really easy to use.

When Nan Zhen said this, the three of them stopped persuading immediately, and they were more curious in their hearts.

"Why does His Majesty say that?"

Nan Zhen: "Your heart is unpredictable, so don't lie."

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her inscrutable appearance coaxed the three of them into a daze.

"But since everyone has waited for so long, I can't say nothing at all," Nan Zhen raised her hand to summon Dongyue, "Go and get the dominoes from my room, it happens to be a table for four people, how rare it is.

I usually only see ghosts in my palace, and finally a few people come, so I have to catch them. "

It was clearly a joking tone, but it made a few people tremble when they heard it.

She couldn't help raising her eyes to look around, speaking of it, it was colder here than other palaces.

Zhang Meiren was timid, she quietly tugged on An Bin's sleeve, and was comforted by her eyes.

Nan Zhen covered her lips with the teacup, hiding all her expressions.

Dongyue moved quickly, and took out the dominoes in a moment, and placed them on the square table, one person at each side.

Nan Zhen crossed her legs and skillfully wiped the dominoes. Compared with street tricksters, she was only a dog's tail grass short, "Let's talk about the rules first. A game starts at ten cents, and doubles to one, two and forty-eight. Do you have any objections? "

"No."

"No."

"That's good. It's limited to one hour. You are not allowed to leave the table early, and credit is allowed." She casually rolled the dice to a six. "I will be the first player in the first game, so as not to avoid mutual rejection."

Dongyue stood beside Nan Zhen, with her hands behind her back, and she gently snapped her fingers.

A game is ten cents, and the highest multiplier is eighty cents. If you lose a few rounds in a row, wouldn't you even have to wear your pants?

Should she remind the empress Leng Gong to dig up and down and find out that even the thing sewn on the sole of the shoe is only three taels of silver?

"Wait a minute, shit!"

Nan Zhen gently felt the points of the dominoes with her fingertips, suddenly hooked her lips and spread her hands, "I'm sorry, the bar is full of flowers."

Dongyue: "..." It doesn't seem to be necessary.

The three of them looked at each other with resentment on their faces, what kind of luck is this, their hands are full of bad cards!
Lin Guiren wiped dominoes since he was a child, and now he is addicted to it, so he took the money without hesitation, "Come again!"

Wiping dominoes is what the wives of various families like to play when they get together. They have been familiar with it since they were young, and they are proficient in it, but no matter what, they can't compare to Nan Zhen, a master who has been killed with real money.

"All in one color, self-touch, I'm sorry everyone."

"Huo, Xiao Qi is right, how about you?"

……

The sound of the dominoes and the clattering of money and silver, even Concubine An, who had the most silver in the month, couldn't bear it after such an hour.

When they finally got up, people were all erratic.

Dongyue welcomed people in reluctantly, but when she sent them out, she was cheerful, smiling so hard that her face almost froze, and she had to rub it back by hand in the end.

Nan Zhen leaned on the back of the chair, watched the three of them rushing out, and chuckled softly.

They have to make their hearts ache, otherwise three of them will come today, and three will come tomorrow, and they will think her place is a teahouse?

Nan Zhen casually threw the dice into the middle of a pile of dominoes, gave Dongyue the money she won, got up, and walked into the room without looking back, "I'm a little tired, so I won't eat tonight."

The sky was getting dark, and the insects were already singing. The weather turned cooler, and compared with the previous period, there was less noise in the grass.

Nan Zhen lay on the bed, raised her hand to slightly shade the candlelight, thinking about the Stone Lane.

(End of this chapter)