Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 101: Konghou (2)
Shui Su narrowed her eyes slightly, and pointed at the small pink flag swaying far away, her eyebrows and eyes gathered together, and she said cheerfully: "Look, that's called 'Acacia Pavilion', and the acacias in front of the door are in full bloom."

Albizia julienne is a summer flower event, and it opens early in this festival, which is really eye-catching.

"Hehuanxuan" has two floors, plain and simple, like the jasper of ordinary people, it looks lonely in the luxurious shopping street, and there are scattered guests who come to stay, but they are all richly dressed, with lewd expressions on their eyebrows and eyes. Taste, people look at, some uncomfortable feeling.

If it weren't for the swaying acacia trees that swallow red silk and sway green, the bitter barley would be just an ordinary workshop, out of reach.

In March, the fire is full of crimson, a tree refreshing scenery, bringing a little coolness, the leaves are like mimosa, low and green, lining with slender and delicate flowers like feathers, throwing away this troubled world, it is inevitable The mind is Yan Yan, a little quiet and happy, the smile on the lips is getting stronger and stronger, and it just turns into a touch of peace.

When a few people came in, it was unexpectedly elegant and exquisite. Although it was small, it was exquisite and pleasant, clean and tidy, and pleasing to the eyes.

Several people randomly chose a table and sat down by the window.

Albizia julibrissin is beautiful and delightful, stretching obliquely in front of the ebony day lily pattern window lattice, blooming in the travel-savvy brows and eyes of the guest, elegant and elegant, extremely soft and beautiful, it seems that the owner has a very spiritual heart and understands the guest's worries The pain in the other country is specially used to relieve anger into joy, and break boredom into laughter with this acacia.

"Albizia juniper and day lily forget sorrow. Although they are things that benefit the world, they have never relieved anger and sorrow. Real sorrow is like a long stream of water, like winter ice and snow wrapped in people's internal organs. Even if the spring breeze is gentle, it is still cold. To the bone marrow, where is the subtle influence of every plant and tree?" Kuyi sighed.

"However, this small and exquisite decoration is also the tenderness of Hua Jieyu." Shui Su said with a smile.

"It makes sense." Ku Yi likes this elegant place in his heart, but he doesn't like the excitement downstairs, Qingyue said: "Brother, is there a better place?"

"Yes, yes, what skills do these girls have that they are good at?" The shop boy laughed, and his eyes lost respect.

"Let's take a nap for a while. It's really strange what skills we want." Huanyan glared at him.The shop boy looked at a few people carefully with weird eyes, shook his head, muttered something, smiled flatteringly, and led them to the private room on the second floor.

Kuyi and the others ordered a few cups of clear tea, ordered a few delicious side dishes, talked and laughed, and finished the meal. They leaned against the window and played with the acacia flowers. In the cup, pour the first open, drink the tea for the second time, there is a quiet fragrance, the petals of Albizia julibrissin are yellow-green, the filaments are pink, slender like feathers, swirling like clouds in the white cup, and several people are waiting Anxiety in the dark.

Outside the curtain, there was the soft pulse of Lingling konghou.

Several people listened intently, all of them were surprised that there is such an elegant master of music in the restaurant?It's really not to be underestimated.

Who is playing with the soft and beautiful heartstrings, the beauty is like the falling of dendrobium beads, and the whispering of swallows, like the thumping of spring water, the bright moon is clean, and the sound of pipa pierces the sky, chasing the curtain with the scent of lily fragrance, lingering love Deep, like a branch of petunias winding around, lingering on the shoulder blades and eyebrows.

Ku Yi strained her ears to listen, and the elegant melody gradually changed from cheerful to melodious, interspersed with bohemian laughter, and then turned into sobs.

"My lord, my daughter is rough and ugly, she is not worthy of my master's fine clothes, I beg you to let me go!" A vicissitudes of voice, suppressing anger and sadness, should be the voice of an old man.

"Blind, get out of here! Ten of your fingers are not enough to pay for staining the prince's Yuehua clothes." Angrily reprimanded Li Yi with a disdainful laugh: "Little beauty, she has become the concubine of the prince. What's wrong with having rich clothes and fine food every day? Come and drink with the prince." The vulgarity of intimacy is unbearable.

"Prince? The daughter and the old father depend on each other for life. I just ask the prince to let the daughter go. The daughter is grateful!" The indifferent voice is like the spring breeze waking up the peony, like a weak willow swaying, and the extremely beautiful rhyme is dazzling. heart and soul.

"Come on, beauty, push three things and four things, there are so many charms, and it's even more captivating!" It seemed that the hand was presumptuously on the youthful and beautiful figure, and there was a scene in front of the scene of the slave girl who was copied and humiliated to death in front of him, vaguely There are women begging for pity, there are the screams of old people struggling and yelling, and the bitter blood is boiling, and they can't bear it anymore, and they pull up the curtain like a winter wind.

Shui Su Huanyan was taken aback, and couldn't stop her with her hand, so she had to follow her in a hurry with a heavy burden.

Kuyi stepped forward and pushed Liu Qian, the prince of Huainan, who was dressed in brocade clothes, cold as frost: "The prince robbed the women of the people by force. I don't know how the king of Huainan governed the people without doing anything?"

Liu Qian stared at her angrily, his falcon's eyes seemed to eat her flesh and blood, he gritted his teeth and snorted: "Where did the yellow-faced woman come from, dare to interfere in the private affairs of this prince?"

Bitter Job's tears passed the primrose-colored harp girl, she was really beautiful, her eyes were turning, she was gentle and affectionate, her pink face was rosy, and when she looked at each other with bright eyes, there was a hint of impatience.

Ku Yi was slightly stunned, and dismissed the caring sentence, gave her a gentle smile, looked back coldly and said: "The crown prince is a noble prince of a country, and there are so many beauties in the palace, why bother for this girl Konghou? If it is spread, what good will it do His Highness the Crown Prince? I am afraid that King Huainan will lose his reputation and destroy Yuntai himself."

Liu Qian's handsome and unrestrained jade face seemed to be covered with smoke and dust, and his black pupils were locked in anger. He grasped the sword slung across the waist of Yuehua's clothes, and said sternly: "Presumptuous, my Huainan country's swing achievements, are you the one who looks like a condescending woman?" Talking nonsense?"

"Word of mouth has been said, has His Royal Highness forgotten to turn back to the sky?" Bitter Job's tears smiled, as if autumn leaves were floating in the spring breeze, and her withered and yellow skin was shiny and beautiful.

The Konghou woman held her Konghou and looked at the two of them, a strange gleam flashed in her eyes while she was showing off her posture.

Bitter Job's eyes are a little bit wrong, is this woman not an ordinary person?

(End of this chapter)