Chapter 6: Untimely singing

Eat chicken? Even Ying'er has a cannibalistic mind. What happened? An accident did not kill her, but also made her so arrogant. Where is the reason?
When she came to Japan, she temporarily endured this tone. Fighting with a madman, the humiliation that was passed out lost his identity.
"Thank you for your sister's love, I think you can eat such a delicious meal here once, and my sister will not bother." She raised her lips, hum, Miss Hun, who came out of Hou's house, was so ignorant. Just a chicken, she rewarded the girls more than this.
"The Taoist also said, my garden is not very clean, so I don't have any more sisters. The troubled sister asks a man of high mana to see if the surrender can hold me?" Liu Xinmei smiled with a gentle breeze.
I like how you can't see me but I can't beat me. Liu Xinmei looked at her mouth with a sulky look, and her heart was so refreshing that it was more comfortable than eating a sundae on San Fu Tian.
Lian Ying'er gave Liu Xinmei a fierce glance and walked out of the cold garden with her maid's servant gray. Today, this beam is considered to have come to a close.
After turning around the corridor, I saw a tall figure in the distance. Even Yinger was very happy and immediately had an idea.
"Your lord, are you back? The concubine has seen the lord." She leaned down and bowed down, and the people behind were busy with the ceremony.
"Ying'er?" With a smile on his face, the man reached up and lifted her up.
When she lowered her head, she was forced to shed a few tears. At this time, she hurriedly wiped her face in a panic, barely spreading a decent smile.
Murong Yifei frowned slightly, and Yinger smiled every time he saw him. What's wrong with today?
Lian Ying'er deliberately avoided Murong Yifei's gaze and lowered his head slightly.
Behind her, Lian Xing looked up, and her clear finger marks were still printed on her swollen cheeks.
This close-up maid was beaten into a pig's head, but this has never happened. Hasn't the back house of his An Wang Mansion always lived in harmony?
"What's wrong with this?" There was a hint of discomfort in his tone.
Lian Xing just wanted to speak, but saw Lian Ying'er quickly raised her head and swept her.
Lian Xing looked at Murong Yifei timidly, daring not to speak.
"Say!" Murong Yifei said with majesty, irresistibly.
"My prince, the princess in the garden woke up." Ai Ai said a week.
Oh, it ’s that woman. It took him a while to understand who Lian Xing said, but what does this have to do with her? Murong Yifei frowned.
"After the Princess woke up, her temperament changed a lot. First, she went to the kitchen to make a big fuss, and she terrified her maid, who was in charge of the affairs. After she knew this, she quickly went to visit the Princess, and she kindly invited the priest who exorcized the evil spirit. Thinking of Princess, she ... "Lian Xing refused to say any more.
"How is she?" Murong Yifei asked in a deep voice, this woman is getting more and more worried!
"She ran away the Taoist priest, claiming to be the reincarnation of Raksha. She still scolded us even the concubine of the concubine for no reason, but the slave-servant said a few words of fairness. Unexpectedly, she was beaten by the princess like this." Lian Xing's aggrieved red eye socket.
"It's really crazy." Murong Yifei said in disgust and took Lian Yinger's hand again: "Yinger, don't go there in the future, if you hurt you, the king's heart will hurt."
"Poof", even Ying'er laughed, and she smiled shyly at Murong Yifei. Inwardly complacent, Lord Liu Xinmei does not care about your life and death.
"She didn't look like this." Murong Yifei said thoughtfully. The woman was born with a promise, could it really be evil?
"Your lord, why don't you go and see? Maybe my elder sister is sick, and seeing you, her condition will get better!" Lian Ying'er persuaded me gently, looking reasonable.
"If you are sick, please ask the doctor. If you are evil, please ask a mage. The king is gone. What can you do?" Murong Yifei was deeply disgusted.
"Sister, she may be thinking too much." Lian Yinger whispered, sighing slightly.
Murong Yifei didn't seem to hear anything, and he ignored Lian Ying'er, "Go back and prepare some wine, tonight the king and you ..." The voice went low, only hearing his ambiguous laugh, even Ying'er lowered her head in laughter.
"Go to the account room to get some silver, to cure the wound on your face, so that your master will not feel distressed." Murong Yifei said to Lian Xing.
"Thank you prince." Lian Xing was overjoyed, hum, what about you as a princess? Being so ill, the prince had not visited him.
"Concubine retreated first." Lian Ying'er went away with a smile.
Still my room is comfortable, breathing a breath of air, it is all sweet and fragrant, like the cold garden, there is a musty smell. Lian Ying'er sat on the chair and waved to Lian Xing. This girl's performance is good today, presumably the lord is not waiting for the one in the back garden! A jade bracelet could not be put on her wrist.
"Thank you princess concubine. You are really a bodhisattva, and still plead for her in front of the prince!" Lian Xing smiled faintly, and several slaps in exchange for this precious bracelet are also worth it.
Ha ha, this harmony can make the prince hate the woman more. In this play, their master and servant cooperate perfectly!
Instructed the kitchen to carefully prepare the dishes that Murong Yifei liked, and even Yinger began to dress up.
Lian Ying'er is really a beauty. White and delicate skin, full of pink on both cheeks, like a peach blossomed after the rain. A pair of big watery eyes, eye waves flowing, contains boundless spring. Small nose, thin red lips. Jasmine hairpins were inserted into the black hair bun, and earrings of the same color hung on the ears.
Lian Ying'er looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with his appearance.
In the evening, Murong Yifei came as scheduled. Seeing people more than Huaying's Lianying'er, the narrow and long eyes suddenly lit up.
A tender affection and a compliment, the eyes of both people gradually dim.
A clearly sad song came with laughter.
"Is there a new singer in the house again?" Murong Yifei listened for a while and asked Lian Ying'er.
This song clearly came from Lengyuan! This crazy woman, what is she going to do? Lian Ying'er felt irritated.
"Go, tell her not to sing, and disturb the prince's Yaxing." Lian Ying'er said coldly.
Leng Xing suddenly felt a little timid, touching the cheeks that had just been swollen. But seeing Murong Yifei has no objections and has confidence. No matter how big she is, she is always bigger than the lord, who is the head of the family.
"Liuye'er." She shouted at the gate of the garden.
Soon Liu Ye'er came out, "What's the matter?" Liu Yeer looked at her and asked.
On the contrary, even the "sister" refused to cry. Lian Xingqiang endured his anger and said, "Tell your princess not to sing anymore. The prince is drinking with Lianfei's lady, and his interest has been swept away, which is not good for you."
"I'll tell the princess." Liu Ye'er nodded again and again.
"Look at your acquaintance." Looking at her back, Lian Xing sipped fiercely.