Chapter 795: Did Brother Fancy Cold Smoke?

Shen Yichao's gaze constantly wandered between the cold smoke and Shen Yijue.
He had noticed something was wrong before, but considering the disparity between brother and Han Yanliang, brother was always rational, so he thought it would never be possible for brother to fall in love with a poor girl.
But now it seems...
Could it be that brother, really fell in love with the cold smoke?
It shouldn't be!
Of course, a well-known daughter like Elder Brother must marry a noble daughter from a family.
Even if he likes the cold, A-Niang would never agree to their marriage.
Thinking of this, Shen Yichao was inexplicably relieved.
Wei Chuchu was different from what he thought.
She said angrily: "Brother, I am the bride of the Wei family, but since the day I entered the door, you haven't given me a good face. Now you are supporting outsiders and taking my face, am I not the Shen family? Still say , This fox is your Shen family?!"
Shen Yijue said in a deep voice: "Open your mouth and shut your mouth vixen, is this the upbringing of your famous lady from the Wei family?"
Shen Yichao immediately reminded: "Chu Chu, don't be rude to your brother."
Wei Chuchu gave a grieved cold snort, turned his head and ran away.
Shen Yichao had no choice but to apologize to his brother.
He looked at the cold smoke in a complicated way before he went after Wei Chuchu.
After they left, Shen Yijue glanced at the cold smoky dress.
He asked after a while: "Is it really ugly?"
Han Yanliang smiled and shook his skirt: "Then what do you think?"
"That day, I was walking on the street with a horse, and saw the embroidered blessed skirt hanging in the shop. It looked very auspicious, so I wanted to buy it for you. Adi said, you have been rough for half your life, and you are a blessed person. So you have to have something lucky."
Shen Yijue is an understatement.
The cold smoke was slightly startled.
Shen Yijue avoided her sight, turned and walked to the backyard: "Go and wish the longest princess birthday."
Han Yanliang stared at his back, raised his hand and put a lock of hair behind his ears.
She looked back and blinked towards Nan Baoyi: "I'm leaving!"
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She watched the big show of the Shen family and was very satisfied.
Out of the girl's instinct, she felt that Da Shen seemed to have a little interest in the boss of Han, and she didn't need to worry too much about the situation of the boss of Lai Han in Shen's house.
She took out the green orange from her arms, peeled the orange peel, and looked at the Basho Pavilion.
The bamboo curtain is high, and there is a small red clay stove in the pavilion for cooking wine.
Sitting around the pavilion and having fun are the small group of young people with the highest status in the imperial city.
The Zhao sisters are also there.
Zhao Xiaoman held his cheeks, and laughed lively: "Why didn't Sister Zhining speak? Back then, your pipa was the most tactful, Sister Wen Tong's white dance is the most wonderful, and my sister's Changzheng is the most exciting, two Ning My sister’s stone chime is the most elegant and dignified... Sister Zhining, since you are holding the pipa, why don’t you play a piece for us?"
Everyone in the pavilion frowned one after another.
When friends get together in the past, of course they can play the piano and laugh.
But now that the status is disparity, Zhao Xiaoman called Wen Zhining to play the pipa, apparently treating her as a laughing girl.
Zhao Xiaoman is too mean.
"Why, unwilling?" Zhao Xiaoman tilted his head, "Sister Zhining, you are just the flower girl in my Zhao Jiajiao Fangsi now. We are willing to talk to you to show your face. Is it possible that you think you still The fiancée of Your Highness III? Your Highness has a marriage contract with my sister. Sister Zhining, if you are sensible, you should play a song for them to show your congratulations."
Wen Zhining still kneeled and sat still.
Her cheek was lightly pressed against the pipa, and her eyes filled with ignorance like clear water.
Xiao Zi twisted the card in his hand.
Long drooping eyelashes conceal the emotions in his pupils.
Sitting beside him was Zhao Jinghong.
The girl rolled her sleeves and added tea to him indifferently: "Little Man, let me say a few words."
"Sister, did I say the wrong thing? Although you and Wen Tong are handkerchiefs, it is true that the Wen family has rebelled. After Wen Zhining is a criminal, what right does she have to sit with us again? Back then, she slapped in public. His Royal Highness, scolded His Royal Highness for both black and white, and humiliated His Royal Highness by tearing up the marriage certificate in public. What kind of thing is she?"
"Little Man!"
"Sister, don't worry about me, don't tell her to know how powerful our Zhao family is today. In the future, she will still covet the third majesty!" Zhao Xiaoman plausibly said, "Wen Zhining, in our circle, you are no longer able to join in. Do you understand?!"
Wen Zhi freezes his head.
The thin white fingertips clasped the red sandalwood pipa tightly, and she stared at the strings blankly, unable to understand what Zhao Xiaoman said.
Zhao Xiaoman is angry: "You—"
"enough."
The gloomy voice sounded slowly.
Xiao Zizhong buckled the tea cup on the short case.
The hot tea that had just been filled spreads along the lines of the low table, ticking down the floor.
His voice was cold: "Except for Zhao Xiaoman, everyone in this room knows the truth about the Wen family's rebellion. After all, all of you were present when they gathered on the beacon tower."
I don't know what I remembered, the atmosphere in the pavilion gradually became solemn and solemn.
"The hall still remembers that when we joined hands on the beacon tower, everyone showed their youthful spirit. The emperor said that he wanted to overthrow this doomed court and he wanted to create a prosperous age for our young people, a family and a family. The prosperity of the poor family, a real prosperity and prosperity.
"We made such a careful plan. We thought that the emperor's brother and the Wen family would be able to successfully win the palace, but unexpectedly we were in an ambush."
Xiao Zizhong's gaze scanned everyone's eyes one by one.
He fingered and knocked on the short case: "Someone has informed."
Everyone was silent.
Among them, there are Da Langjun of the Zhou family, the sisters of Zhen Guo Gongfu, Wen Zhining, Zhao Jinghong, and two children of the Pei family.
Xiao Zizhong poured a bottle of wine himself and poured it slowly on the ground.
He tilted his head, crimson eyes, and stared at the people with a smile: "This glass of wine pays homage to the emperor's brother and sister-in-law, to the Wen family, to the innocent people who died in the palace change. Whistleblower, death!"
Mr. Zhou's family followed him and poured a glass of wine.
Following the example of Xiao Zizhong, he poured the liquor on the ground: "Informer, die!"
When others saw it, they followed suit.
No one would admit that he was a whistleblower.
Zhao Xiaoman panicked.
She had no idea that these secrets were still hidden behind her back!
She grabbed Zhao Jinghong's sleeves: "Sister?"
Zhao Jinghong ignored her, lowered his eyes, poured the wine on the ground, and murmured: "Informer, die..."
Nan Baoyi ate the oranges quietly.
She was a little far away from the Bajiao Pavilion, and only saw who they seemed to be paying homage to, but she couldn't hear the content of the conversation at all.
...
the other side.
Nan Baozhu sat alone in the garden, staring at the falling snow in the garden.
In the depths of the flower path, two of them staggered.
Zhao Jialangjun was supported by the young man and cursed and said: "My sister will be a queen in the future, who dares to give me a face?! Don't look at the current scenery of the town government mansion, and the new emperor will be inferior to my Zhao family in the future! I'm just a drunk and frivolous maid. Who gives the face of the Lord Zhen Guo and tells him to scold me in public?! I hate—"
I didn't finish speaking, but I saw the beauty holding the building leaning on, sitting a delicate beauty.
Nan Baozhu was hidden tightly by Ning Wanzhou, and had never shown his face in the circle of the rich and powerful in Chang'an City.
When Zhao Jialang saw her at first glance, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Where is the beauty..."
,
Woo woo monthly pass duck
Draw twenty small red envelopes