C10 What is not pitiful

He had practiced all kinds of smiles in front of the mirror before, and he already knew which kind of smile could strike a chord in the girls' hearts, making them feel as if their hearts were struck by a deer.

Even the high and mighty Princess Qianzhi was no exception.

When she looked at him sideways with the grape wine in her hand, the longing in her eyes couldn't fool him.

"Nightingale does not comb her hair, and her silky hair falls over her shoulders. On the knee, where is it not pitiful? " The youth lightly smiled as he reached out and rested his hand on Feng Qianzi's shoulder. He deliberately used his fingers to lightly pick at the air, and his smooth silk robe quietly slipped halfway, revealing a rich area. He lowered his head, wanting to look for it …

"Pah!" A slap on the face made his eyes sparkle.

The teenager covered his face as he looked at Princess Qianzhi in shock.

The Princess Qianzhi was smiling, as if nothing had happened. However, his eyes were filled with disgust.

He rubbed his eyes. Yes, he hadn't seen wrongly. The princess' eyes no longer had the tenderness and love from yesterday, only deep disgust.

"Scram!" Her red lips parted slightly as she turned her head away, refusing to look at him again.

"Princess... I was wrong! " The young man kneeled down and held onto the corner of her clothes, "Princess, Princess..." "The beauty of the princess has caused me to lose my temper. Princess, please forgive me for laughing …"

"Am I really that beautiful?" Feng Qianzi burst out laughing.

"Princess is the most beautiful woman in the entire Phoenix Dynasty … No no, she's the most beautiful girl in the world! " The youth spoke incoherently while secretly hating himself. He could not recall any of those lines that praised the beauty of the woman in front of him.

The Princess's fingers brushed his face. "What a handsome face! "What a pity …"

She pushed the youth's hand away and stood up. The wind blew through the window and lifted up her robe, revealing her flawless body.

She always knew she was beautiful.

As long as she was willing, a smile was enough to conquer the men of this world.

Except one.

She sighed and said softly to the empty hall, "What are you waiting for?"

It was hard to tell if it was a light or a shadow, but it was just a flash of cold light. The young man who had been begging all this time shut his mouth and fell to the ground with a thud.

"You …" Princess Qianzhi suddenly stomped his feet, "Why aren't you letting me look at you?"

Silence answered her.

If it weren't for the fact that the gauze in the hall was still shaking and the faint smell of blood in the air, she would not have believed that he had ever appeared before.

She gritted her teeth and lightly clapped her hands. The ladies came in one by one, quickly clearing the boy's body, changing the carpet, and adding fresh incense to the censer. In a short moment, the interior of the hall was filled with mist and warmth, and once again, it was a beautiful scene.

"Reporting to the princess, the small feast in the western garden has been prepared. The young masters are already waiting for the princess." Ju Kai, the palace maid reminded her softly.

"Who are they today?" Feng Qianzi asked lazily.

"There's Young Master Ouyang, Young Master Lin, and Young Master Bai Xiaolou. I heard that he even brought a dance with him, saying that he had made up a new song, and wanted to invite the princess to enjoy it."

"Alright, help me change." She was interested.

Before they had even gotten close to the Langyuan Palace, the Shura could smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"This place is close to the western garden. There's a Plum Blossom Forest over there." The little bridge said, "That day, I met Chu Fei's girl at the west garden's plum folding garden."

The Second Miss did not speak. The small bridge suddenly felt that it was rather long-winded. Initially, when Second Miss told him to recuperate in the palace, she only brought Zhao Hui out. She thought that since Second Miss was not familiar with the palace, she had volunteered to follow in Zhao Hui's place. Along the way, she said a lot of things, but the Second Miss was very quiet.

Just as she was feeling bored, she saw a familiar figure walking over.

"Sister He Kai!" She greeted him with a smile.

A tall girl holding a white jade flute walked over with a smile. "She sized up the Shura and bowed." He Kai greets Miss Rong. "

Little Qiao quickly introduced, "Second Miss, this is Princess Qianzhi's maid, He Kai."

The Shura smiled, "Is Miss He Kai going to give the jade flute to the princess?"

"Yes, the princess is playing a song."

"So the princess can play the jade flute. Isn't it a pity to miss out on such a beautiful melody?" The Shura laughed and followed behind He Kai.

The plum blossoms bloomed brilliantly with a myriad of purple and red colors, reflecting the pure white snow. It was truly a sight to behold. In the depths of the forest, a small pavilion could be seen. Within the pavilion, a small red charcoal stove was blazing and a pot of tea was boiling. There were three to five people sitting around the fire, talking and laughing nonstop.

Suddenly, someone clapped and laughed, "Lady He Kai is back!"

When the Shura approached, everyone was shocked and the pavilion immediately quietened down.

Feng Qianzi was originally leaning on the railings as she admired the plum blossom. When she heard the commotion and turned her head, she saw that it was a Shura.

"So it's Second Miss …" This is truly a rare opportunity, please take a seat. "

"Second Miss, this is Princess Qianzhi."

Princess Qianzhi... For the first time, the Shura felt that the name was wonderful. The most respected princess of the Phoenix Empire casually leaned against the railing. A strand of her hair was blown up by the wind as she tilted her head and gently lifted it behind her ear. His every gesture was filled with an endless charm, intoxicating him for no reason.

A woman's maturity and a young girl's daintiness blossomed like flowers on her body at the same time.

Who in the world could resist such an enchanting scene?

The Shura also had a smile on his face. "Princess, please excuse me. The Shura heard that the princess wanted to play the melody, so he took the liberty of coming over and disturbing everyone's fun time."

"Second Miss, it's better to come early than by coincidence. We just started and were about to listen to Brother Ouyang's poem!" A delicate and pretty youth laughed.

Ouyang Nuo was a dashing young man. He waved his hand and said, "When did I say I wanted to write poems?" On the other hand, the princess said that she wanted to play the flute. " He cupped his hands to the princess. "Princess, please."

Feng Qianzi took off her red cape, picked up his white jade flute and slowly started playing it.

"The Plum Mountain Flower has just bloomed. The snow on the Tian Shan Mountains has yet to bloom. The snow is full of flowers and the lace is like the snow coming back. "

Ah, Xiao Li …

For some reason, the Shura's heart felt sour, and her gaze was completely captured by Feng Qianzi. She stopped the flute music and asked, "Second Miss seems to be deeply moved after hearing this song."

"The Shura just remembered an old friend."

"Old friends?" Feng Qianzi frowned, then scattered like usual, "Does second miss' old friend also play this song?"

"I heard him blow it once." The Shura met Feng Qianzi's inquiring gaze.

"So that's how it is …" Feng Qianzi's expression did not change at all.

The atmosphere became delicate in an instant.

"Princess, princess!" However, from the distance came a hubbub of voices. A person was constantly shouting, as if he was stopped by someone.

"Who's making the racket?" Feng Qianzi frowned. He Kai quickly walked over and then turned back and whispered in her ear. The Shura vaguely heard the words "Prince Consort". The princess nodded and He Kai walked out.

Feng Qianzi looked around at the crowd and smiled, "Such a beautiful morning, how can I let you down? Lil 'White, where's the song and dance you arranged? "

Bai Xiaolou waved his hand, and the dancers that had been waiting for a long time filed in, standing still on the stage. The musicians also began to cheer at the side of the stage. For a moment, the heavenly music flowed as the dance sleeves of his robe fluttered in the wind. Princess Qianzhi hit the knot while drinking. Her beautiful eyes were filled with longing as she smiled sweetly.

When Prince Consort Ma Daoyan came in, his hat had been torn to shreds and his robe was stained. The vigorous energy that he had accumulated with a bit of drunkenness had vanished into thin air. The gazes of the youths in the pavilion swept over in unison, and their gazes descended upon him, as if they wanted to watch a good show.

He was like a needle stabbing into a needle. He suddenly felt ashamed of his own appearance. Standing on the stairs, he was hesitant and in a dilemma.

"Come, Prince Consort!" "Come on!" His wife, Princess Qianzhi, waved at him with a smile. Her voice was both charming and coquettish, making him involuntarily step into the pavilion and sit down beside her.

The drums were tight then, and the dancers at the head of the stage swirled with them, their flowing skirts swirling with flowers. One of the flowers danced as it flew into the pavilion, blooming in Dichan's arms.

"Prince Consort, do you like her?" The Princess smiled.

The youngsters burst into laughter. De Yan's face turned red and white. After hesitating for a moment, he tightly hugged the singing girl's waist, which was as soft as a willow tree.

"Looks like Prince Consort really knows his stuff." Feng Qianzi scoffed, "Bring her back to your Prince Consort's Mansion!"

"Thank you …" "Thank you for your gift, Princess." Delyan stammered, feeling that he had made the right choice. The rumors of the princess became more and more outrageous. His father had forced him to enter the palace to inquire, but what was there to ask? Did he still have the ability to interrogate the princess? He had never wished to marry into the Princess Qianzhi, if not for the late emperor's orders … The late emperor must have lost his mind! Otherwise, why would he marry his daughter to a good-for-nothing like him? De Yan was startled by his own thoughts. He hugged the dancers even more tightly, causing her to repeatedly pout coquettishly, "Prince Consort, you're hurting me!"