The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Not to mention Xu Changqing and Dugu Lin who are men.

Xu Changqing's heart seemed to tremble, and with that gorgeous smile, it seemed as if he heard some melting heat flowing through his body like gurgling water.

Dugulin looked at Lin Qingran's curved eyebrows, this was the first time he saw her smile so unguardedly, it seemed that the smile could penetrate into his heart and open the blocked place, and in an instant, the warmth of spring blossomed.

Therefore, even though he knew Lin Qingran's ridicule, the rare Dugu Lin didn't look at him with anger.

"You think I'm ridiculous?"

Although it was a question, but the tone did not have much strength, but a touch of gentleness.

Xu Changqing seemed to see Dugu Lin just now, with a surprised look: "Second Highness, when did you come? Why did you come, and you didn't even say hello?"

He even sued the villain first!

What kind of garlic?A living person of his age is here, why did he not see it?

Dugu Lin's expression became ugly again.

Lin Qingran chuckled softly: I'm happy, her cheap brother is really worrying, just this ability to make people angry is enough for her to learn.

Xu Changqing didn't seem to see Dugu Lin's dark face comparable to that of Bao Gong, and smiled softly at sister Lin Qingran, "Miss Lin, sister, the banquet is about to start, let's go in together!"

Once again, directly ignore Dugu Lin!

Of course Lin Qingran cooperated happily, so the three of them talked while walking, looking very interested, it seemed that they all had temporary amnesia, and forgot that there was a distinguished prince His Royal Highness at the door.

Dugu Lin was so angry that his hair stood on end, and his handsome face was purple and purple, like a blood-congested stomach and lungs. Looking at the backs of the three talking and laughing away, his eyes were smoldering, almost giving their backs Burn a hole.

The three of Lin Qingran entered the gate of the mansion, and naturally someone led them to the banquet.

Even though Xu Changqing hadn't touched the capital for a few years, he was still very familiar with this person. People kept greeting him along the way, approaching him with a respectful tone.

Lin Qingran looked at them one by one, and felt that those people's attitudes were too cautious, even more cautious than in front of Dugulin in the previous life.

This made her a little puzzled. No matter how favored Xu Changqing was by the emperor, he was only a nephew, and he couldn't be a great treasure. Was it necessary to be so careful to please him?

When I got to the place where Princess Zhao held a banquet, it was already the beginning of the Chinese lanterns. Hundreds of multicolored lotus lanterns were hung far away, and singing voices were faintly floating in my ears. laughter.

The long red carpet was spread on the white jade slabs, and when I climbed the steps, the laughter in my ears gradually became clearer. The beautiful girl guarding the door, with a sweet smile on her face, opened the heavy and luxurious curtain , the luxurious scene in it was displayed in Lin Qingran's eyes, and she lost her mind for a moment.

It turned out that the house she thought was an open-air courtyard arranged by plum trees. At a glance, hundreds of plum blossoms bloomed proudly, like clusters of flames burning in the night. Transformed into a fairyland.

Under the plum tree is a mat table with various fish, meat, vegetables and fruits, and every three or five plum blossoms in the mat, there is a half-person-high thin painted column with a fist-sized luminous pearl on it, illuminating the night sky. brightly lit.

The sky above the open-air banquet is full of criss-crossing high-quality red gauze. When the wind blows, the red gauze flutters, adding a bit of enchanting elegance for no reason. Not only that, there is also a bandstand in the middle of the Meilin. Slender musicians are fiddling with various musical instruments, and Dingling fairy music is flowing out like a spring.

Lin Qingran seemed to be in a fairyland.