The carriage stopped, and several carriages were already parked at the entrance of the Zhuqi Gate.
They were all graceful and luxurious, as if they were trying to compete with someone.
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyes and looked at the three characters Ouyang Mansion on the plaque.
The writing is powerful, the writing skills are solid, and the writing is full of aristocratic atmosphere.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and searched for fragments of Ouyang Mansion in his memory.
One of the four major families in Dayin, they have been in charge of Dayin's treasury and the country's property direction for generations.
It can be said that this family is the steward of a country.
The Hundred Flowers Banquet held by Ouyang Mansion was naturally a gathering place for princes, nobles and nobles.
Wenren Xiaoyu snorted angrily: "I stared at the door of the house stupidly.
I don't know.
I thought we in Wenren Mansion were so ignorant."
He opened the curtain and walked out.
Wenren Xuexi put on an extremely indifferent smile and followed suit.
The appearance of Niao Tingting attracted the attention of the doorman: "You two are ladies from Wen family, please come this way."
Wenren Xuexi stopped gently: "Wait a minute, the third sister hasn't come down yet."
The smile on her face was just right, kind and pleasant without being humble and timid.
But there was a hint of poison in his eyes.
They all brought that trash to the door.
If she couldn't get in, wouldn't all her hard work be in vain?
Twisting a wooden hairpin between her slender and shiny fingers, Wenren Qianjue took the scene below lightly into her eyes.
Just so impatient good fulfill you The wooden hairpin tied up her black hair, and she stepped out of the carriage gracefully.
Seeing that she had partially tied up her hair, Wenren Xuexi didn't care.
The doorman took them into the small garden in the front hall: "The Hundred Flowers Banquet has not started yet.
Madam will come out later.
Please wait a moment, ladies."
For a moment, my ears were filled with the chirping of orioles, and the rich fragrance of powder came to my face.
"Sister Xuexi is here to play too."
A girl came over and took Wenren Xuexi's hand affectionately, while looking at the people around her: "This is sister Xiaoyu, how many years ago?"
No, he’s grown so big.”
All the girls gathered around Wenren Xuexi and talked.
"A sneeze"
Wenren Qianjue sneezed and rubbed her nose.
She felt that she had to stay away from these women.
The smell of incense is so strong, aren't you afraid that it will smoke the man away?
In the Nuan Pavilion, a man in azure brocade robe half-squinted his peach blossom eyes, with fair complexion and a touch of elegance in his handsome facial features.
His body looks tall and thin, with his legs resting on a sandalwood table in an awkward shape.
He picked up a piece of fruit out of boredom and looked down: "It seems that this year is still boring, but" His eyes fell on Wenren Xuexi: "Second Miss Wenren is worthy of being one of the most talented and beautiful women in the capital.
It is true that beauties are rare."
In the Nuan Pavilion, countless pairs of eyes looked obsessively at Wenren Xuexi below.
Suddenly, a sneeze attracted his attention.
The peach blossom eyes suddenly widened: "Hey, look, it's because I didn't take medicine when I went out this morning, or I bumped into the woman below.
Isn't that the famous good-for-nothing third lady from Wen family?"
While he excitedly greeted the princes and young men around him, he threw the fruit into his mouth.
As soon as these words came out, the young masters in Nuan Pavilion became interested and gathered at the window one after another.
"Don't tell me, it's really her."
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"Don't worry, Miss Good-for-nothing has not dared to go out for hundreds of years.
She has never been to the Hundred Flowers Banquet.
When did you see her?"
Rich young men in the capital, you push me and I push you.
Finally, their eyes fell on the man in the blue brocade robe: "Young Master Pei, have you seen her?"
Pei Yuange smiled like a cunning fox: "Guess" The rich young men smiled and said: "Who doesn't know that Young Master Pei is a master among flowers?
Is it possible?"
Pei Yuange brought a cup of tea and slowly blew away the tea leaves: "You'd better not talk nonsense.
She is engaged to His Highness the Fourth."
In the darkest corner, the translucent curtains of gauze fluttered up and down, as if filled with mist.
In the inexplicable mist, a peerless figure was half leaning on the soft couch, with the loose black clothes half off, and his appearance was unclear.
Only the slender jade-like fingers could be seen taking the teacup handed by the secret guard.
A dark gaze slowly descended.
Finally, he settled on the rouge-colored dress.
Wenren Qianjue was carelessly avoiding the women who were overly incense-scented.
He tilted his head slightly and smiled, facing Nuange.
The sketch of half a face facing the sky is so stunning and moving.
In an instant, earth-shattering changes took place in his usually calm and deep eyes.
snap The teacup in my hand was crushed to pieces It's her: