Luo Zhen cleverly closed the thread end with his fingertips, raised his head and returned Luo Shan: "Okay."

Youran Ru Ru Meng woke up in a daze. "So quickly? Let's take a look!" She unfolded her shirt and looked at the broken cuffs just now, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, your skills... are not worse than those sewing embroiderers in the palace."

Seeing her putting it on happily, Luo Zhen lowered her eyes and chuckled: "The princess is over."

"Sister Qi, you are here? We are looking for you everywhere."

The two were about to speak when suddenly the voice of Youmeng came. They turned around one after another. Through the dazzling shadows of the branches, Youmeng had already arrived gracefully, and there were several famous socialites behind them.

Luo Zhenxuan bowed and bowed: "Greetings to the princess."

Youmeng nodded and signaled him to flatten, and Youran happily ran to her side.

"Nine Emperor Sister." She grabbed Youmeng's hand warmly, pointed at the direction of the line with her chin, and asked in Youmeng's ear, "Who is he?"

Youmeng looked at Luo Zhen and smiled calmly: "He is a visitor to my mansion."

"Um." Youran pondered and stopped asking.

Among the noble girls behind him, there were already clues of clue. Yan Ruoyu and Yuan Xiaoqin subconsciously glanced at each other, and both understood and laughed.

Although Youmeng is a disciple, they have already tacitly understood Luo Zhen’s excellent appearance.

When Youmeng took into account this occasion, she smiled and showed a bit of majesty: "Luozhen, there are many female relatives in the garden today. You can avoid it first. I will order someone to arrange for you to have a banquet at night."

Luo Zhen bowed respectfully and bowed again: "Yes, Luo Zhen gave up."

He left the branch path and gradually faded out of everyone's sight. Youmeng withdrew her gaze and flew past Youran next to her. Seeing that she was still looking towards the direction of the path, she looked reluctantly.

Youmeng knew this time, but she saw through it and smiled with her without saying it: "Let's go, sister, let's go for lunch."

Youran came back to his senses and said yes, and walked away with Youmeng. The noble girls followed him, all with their own thoughts. Thinking that the only one face was already so stunning. You can imagine how vivid and fragrant the legendary harem Huayuan in the little princess’s house should be?

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As night comes, the lights are on, singing and dancing are coming to peace, and the princess's mansion is immersed in a lively and peaceful scene. Those who drink and talk and enjoy themselves, but they don't know that the night is strange and everything is ready in secret, waiting for a suspenseful confrontation.

The banquet was set up at Tsinghua Platform on the banks of the "Flower Cold Moon" Lake. The terrain is empty and the view is vast, allowing guests to enjoy the lake and moonlight during the banquet, which is very pleasant.

Finally, it was time for the male pets in the house to perform. This was the most anticipated look forward to tonight by the celebrities and beauties here.

In order, Yinghong stepped onto the banquet stage first, walked to Youmeng's table, leaned over and said, "Princess, Xiaosheng is ready now."

Youmeng nodded and silently. As soon as he stepped down, the noble girl's whispering laughter came from beside him, and he was talking about how beautiful and seductive Yinghong was. Youmeng maintained an elegant sitting posture, listening to it, smiling without saying a word.

After another song and dance, Yinghong stepped onto the stage opposite. At this moment, he changed into a light apricot costume fold, painted the opera makeup, dried powder and slightly dyed with rouge on his eyes and eyebrows. He wanted to sing a best-known southern opera, and chose "A Dream of Visiting the Garden" in "Peony Pavilion", which was very suitable.

The dream is on the stage and it is fascinating to listen to it. The rainbow sings the willow Mengmei. The young actor looks very beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes flowing, and the water sleeves are gentle. The opera is graceful and gentle, and the singing is like a flower and a passing year.

Yuan Xiaoqin stared at the opera Zhuang Yinghong on the stage for a long time, suddenly realized it and asked Yan Ruoyu beside him: "I just said he looked familiar, but now I finally remembered it. Isn't this the pillar in the opera troupe of the 'Huatangchun'?"

Yan Ruoyu slapped his face half-covered: "I heard that 'Huatangchun' was wrapped up by the wealthy King Qi. It is said that Yinghong should be from his mansion, so why has he become the little princess's face again?"

Yuan Xiaoqin couldn't figure it out: "Who knows? Maybe it was the gift that King Sun of Qi specially sent to curry favor with the little princess?"

The seats of the heads were placed in the open space below the stage, and Li You and Su Zhi sat next to the table.

"You heard a sentence in "The Peony Pavilion" sang very well." Li You suddenly made a sound, calling Su Zhi to look at him sideways. He heard him feel moved, "Love is not known where it arises, and when it goes deeper, the living can die, and death can live."

Seeing his eyes empty, Su Zhi looked along his gaze and fell from afar on the face of Youmeng.

Liyou felt so selfless, and it was more like talking to himself: "Maybe the feelings in the world are like this. You can't tell the truth and the false, you can't see through the truth and the false, you can only teach people to fall without realizing it..."

Su Zhi looked back at Li You, then back at You Meng, as if he understood something.
Chapter completed!