Chapter 202: Be deceived

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"It's a pity that such a good embroidery is embroidered on a white stack of cloth." Yu Yun exclaimed. White crepe cloth is also made of cotton cloth. It is made well. Because it is rare, the price is almost the same as that of the fine silk. However, in the eyes of the nobility who used to use the silk satin, this thing is still difficult to be elegant.
Yan Yan has simply dressed up, a bean green embroidered vine grass short skirt, the lower body smoked Luo skirt, because it is about snowball fight, but not to attend the banquet, so try to be light and warm.
Before leaving the house, Xing Niang gave her a black mane collar cloak.
In the inner doorway, I got on the carriage, and Yun Yun said: "I will tell you first, the place to go is the private garden of Chengfu. The one who invited me is the daughter of Hankang City, the name of Hankang. Korean parents and daughters. The market order of Gyeonggi is from the sixth, in charge of the East Market, and close contact with my family. Han Yujiao is used to it, but it is not a careful eye to love vengeance. Whatever she says, you have to go to your heart.

"Okay." The car burned the stove, and the face was baked and carefully placed.
When she saw her listening, she continued: "The highest status is the niece of Chengfu, the name of the singer. I heard that her sexual violent, Xiao his father, can not easily offend. But ... generally we This kind of identity, you can't offend you if you want to offend."
It is said that it is a play together. In fact, there are not many opportunities to really close the relationship. If you take a break, the girls have their own circle. If no one introduces it, it is a very rude thing to approach the trade.
Yan Yan nodded and immediately asked: "Chengfu? But Lu Guogong Chengzhi Festival?"
The original name of Cheng Zhijie was Cheng Yuanjin. At the end of the dynasty, he was forced to rely on the livelihood to slay the road in Wagangzhai. Later he dropped the Tang Dynasty and was one of the founding fathers of the Tang Dynasty. In most people's impressions, Cheng Jinjin is a guy who wields an axe and looks like nothing, but after his family is a family, his grandfather and father are all high officials in Beiqi.
Yan Yan would like to see this famous person with his own eyes and see what his true nature is.
The carriage drove steadily toward the east of the city. On the one hand, Yu Yun detailedly told Yan Yan about the life and of some of the noble ladies who attended the party, and soon arrived at the destination.
Before I got off the bus, I heard someone excited and eagerly called outside. "Ayun! Ayun! But you?"
Yu Yun opened a thick curtain and looked out of the car. I saw a pear flower hibiscus car parked at the door of Chengfu Private Garden with her carriage. The pink curtain opened and revealed a red puff. The face, about fifteen or six years old, round face, round eyes, round nose, raw is not too beautiful, but laughs and shines, very energetic, knows at a glance It is alive.
"Auntie!" Yan Yun smiled and said authentic.
Han Yu’s smile grew brighter, but in the twinkling of an eye, she saw the face behind her, and only saw half of her face, exquisite, but without expression, dark eyes, and the darkness of the car, it was a little scary, it was not Coincidentally, this time Yan Yan found her gaze, slammed her mouth and rushed her slightly.
The little girl’s face was white and shivering, and she twitched her fingers and said,
A, Ayun... You are... Are you evil?

It’s not evil, how can there be a female ghost!
Yan Yun turned his head and glanced at it. Only Yan Yan, Green Green and her aunt Shi Bao, turned back and said: "Don't talk about it, where is this kind of thing!"
Han Yu fixed his eyes and saw that it was indeed a woman behind the rhyme. She couldn’t help but feel awkward and quickly concealed: "It’s my eyes, get off, let’s come early.

After waiting for the next station, Han Yu was just wearing the face of Yan, and her eyes were on her. This look, I couldn’t help but be surprised. I only saw half of my face, and now I was in the bright snow. The exquisite melon face is white as jade, the two curved eyes are smashed into the sputum, the nose is small and quite cocky, and the whole face has the most beautiful lips, soft and full, red but not flamboyant, as if with a touch of water. If the honey is as sweet as a flower, I want to have a taste. Just thick and long eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes like a deep pool, which destroys the overall beauty, makes people feel cold and cool.
"This is the seventeenth sister of our family, single name is a word."
"Ah! I have seen the seventeen mothers." Han Hao suddenly returned to God, and quickly owed a courtesy.
Yan Yan also owes a gift, and Yun Yun introduces her: "This is the daughter of the Dongshi City, Han Aunt."
Yan Yan couldn't help but pump her mouth. Han Auntie, this word is difficult to think of a girl of fifteen or six years old anyway, so she can't help but be grateful that her ranking is not too embarrassing, and she has not been called "Auntie". .
When they said two greetings to each other, they entered the hospital together. At the door, there was a small waiting for the door. After receiving the posts of Yu Yun and Han Wei, they handed the oil paper umbrellas to their aides, and made a waiter.
Yan Yan looked at Yun Yun and Han Yu in a posture, although the pace is still calm, but from their straight back and stiff neck, it can be seen that their hearts are actually very nervous.
Yan Yan looked at the hospital and found that this private garden seemed to surround two hills, and the mountains were snowy. The snow is still down, but it is getting weaker. The snow on the ground already has a thick layer, and it can make a good snowball. Thinking of this, the lips of the face are slightly raised, but there are some injuries in the eyes.
"A bit of a mother, and a little while in the warm room, my mother will soon arrive." The acolyte squatted.
Humanity said "there is labor," and the acolyte opened the door of the warm cabinet and asked them to enter the house.
Before Yan Yan entered the house, he looked at it slightly. This is a building similar to the shape of a courtyard. The middle of the courtyard is a small pavilion. In the north is a veranda with two sides. There are several red plums in the courtyard, which are in harmony with the rockery. . In the other place, there were already many people sitting in the warm room. Some people came to see the court, but they sticked out their heads to watch, but they didn’t know it and closed the door.
Into the house, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on the wool felt on the buttocks, some troubles said: "This is a family woman, but fortunately have you come over, or I can do it alone!"
"Female!" The rhyme is arbitrarily squatting on several occasions. Hearing this, he straightened up. "You mean not only noble women, but also family!"
Han Hao nodded and put on the garlic: "Hey, didn't I tell you? But even if you don't say it, you should understand it..." She lowered her voice and approached the rhyme: "If this is not the case, I will not pay for it." The power of nine cows and two tigers to get this post."
When she was screaming, she didn't like to attend the party of the noble woman. She always felt that the eyes of the mother were on the top of her head and she was very proud. So she pulled the face to the town, but she didn't expect it to be like this!
"I heard that this time, Mrs. Yu invited many unmarried family members in Chang'an. In order to see the snow-seeking flowers, the main reason is to let Cheng Niang be a husband, we are all foiled, but also have the opportunity to know the power..." Not pregnant? I think that there will be many young Lang Jun, and Han Han’s eyes are gradually brightening.
Mrs. Cheng’s wife, Mr. Yu’s family, is from the Hedong Wenxi’s family. It is a public servant, and it is not less than a thousand people.
"Look at the snow-scented flowers?" The rhyme sounded a few times, but immediately thought that there were still many people in the hospital, and then lowered the voice: "You are not telling me to fight snowballs!"
The post was given by Han Yu. The address is only stated on the page. It is said that the post can bring a person to be a companion. The name of the inviter and the invitee is not written, and the reason is not written. So Han Yiyi said that it is snowballing, 冉The rhyme is excited, and I still feel that this lady has finally got something interesting, and the result is even worse.
"This is a good thing, don't look like a reluctant one, others will break their heads and want to come in!" Han said.
In fact, the relationship between Yu Yun and Han Yu is not so good, but Yu Pingyu is a Jinshan, and he is willing to spend money. The city order has received a lot of benefits from him every year, and the relationship between them is also good, so he sold a special one. Human sentiment was given to Ping Yu, and Han Yu invited Qi Yun to come along.
And the rhyme looks very beautiful. If it is seen by any noble person, he can owe him a big favor.
Yu Yun was sighed in his heart, sullenly squinting and ignored Han Han.
And Yan Yanben has a mentality to look at, so she does not feel much about the change in the nature of the party.
Speaking, there was a waiter knocking on the door, and the tea was sent in. He Yun did not eat white and did not eat, and ate a plate of cakes for more than half, and then grabbed the small dots in the Korean 浔 dish and piled them in their own plates.
After eating and drinking enough, Yun Yun felt that this was not white.
"A bit of a mother, my family is in the mother's garden." There was a voice of the acolyte outside the door.
When people sort out the makeup, they open the door.
Or the only aunt who brought them over, "Please come with the slaves."
At this time, all the doors have been opened, and Yan Yan casually glanced at them and found that these people are very ordinary in dressing and dressing. They obviously understand their identity, and they are slightly careful, and the details are very big. effort.
According to the truth, even if it is a foil, it should not be so obvious, and Yan Yan guesses that most of these people are not high.
Soon, it confirmed the guesswork of Yan Yan. When I arrived in Merlin, I saw several adjacent lofts, surrounded by many servants, and guardian swords standing around. There was a burst of laughter from time to time in the attic.
The acolyte took them to two other empty lofts. Yan Yan felt that it might be distinguished by identity, because both Yu Yun and Han Yu saw one or two acquaintances.
For a time, the snowball that was originally expected to suddenly became uninteresting. They just found a window by the second floor and sat down. There was a man's voice in the plum garden below.
I also know that it is impossible for men and women to mix and see the snow, so they can only stay in the attic.
Yan Yan feels that this situation may be that the girls are watching the manners of Lang Jun in the attic far away, and there may be some more interactions between poetry and words...
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