slave seven seven

Chapter 250 Buy a new one next time
The dinner was held in the Chenxiang Garden where Xiao Yiner used to live, and the red lanterns were hung high in the air. The whole row of lights winding at a glance made one feel like a fairyland in the night, and the servants also put on new clothes, talking and laughing Carrying dishes in and out, the windows in the front hall are bright and clean, the invited music team plays cheerful music early, the stove and brazier are placed around the stove, the delicious food is fragrant, cold and hot meals, delicious wine, snacks and soup...

Qi Qi and Xiao Yin'er stepped into Chenxiang Garden at the same time, perhaps because of the Chinese New Year, Xiao Yin'er didn't put on a face, and she was dressed in a light cherry pink Yao skirt, which was grand and added a little joy, but it was slightly plump.

"Two ladies, please take your seat." Some sharp-eyed servants came out to greet them, and no one offended them to welcome them to the top table in the front hall, one on the left and one on the right, leaving the right seat in the middle.

After the general dishes were served, most of the servants took their seats, and Xia Houling came late, and when he stepped into the house, a maid immediately stepped forward to take off the fox jacket he was wearing, and he was still dressed in moon white. The satin robe, the intricately carved white jade crown curled up the long black hair, and a little blood-red cinnabar between the eyebrows that flew into the clouds set off a unparalleled face that was not charming and self-conscious, and it was so beautiful that it took people's breath away.

The music stopped, and all the servants in the hall knelt on the ground, "I wish the prime minister a prosperous future, good fortune, a happy reunion and a prosperous year for the prime minister!"

"Everyone get up and eat."

After Xia Houling spoke, the music sounded instantly, and everyone sat back to their seats. Xia Houling calmly sat between Xiao Yiner and Qi Qi, Xiao Yiner immediately poured wine and pushed it in front of him, "Brother Ling , this is ten years old wine."

"Yeah." Xia Houling picked up the copper wine glass and covered his sleeves and drank it down. A white ray of light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help looking at Qiqi's head. The pearl hairpin was pure white and flawless, but there were obvious signs of restoration. "Next time buy a new one."

(End of this chapter)