In the garden full of flower fragrance, graceful dancers are dancing with snow-white bird feather masks on their faces, revealing only those bright and charming eyes, delicate vermilion lips and chin.

If you look at them carefully, you will find that there is something similar to a certain woman in the body of these graceful dancers, either eyes, or lips, or chin.

Nangong Yin comes and looks at the dancing dancers. He is a little distracted.

"Who arranged it?"

He did not move his eyes and asked the little yellow gate who was following him.

"My Lord, these dancers were arranged by Miss Qiulan. Miss Qiulan said that her majesty worked hard and tired all day. Seeing that the flowers in the imperial garden are full of beauty and fragrance, miss Qiulan thinks of the attention to let the dancers dance in the imperial garden. When your majesty passes by, she can also relax her mood

Xiaohuangmen stopped and said softly: "miss Qiulan is very concerned about your majesty. Even the maids and maids have seen it, they are moved by the heart of Qiulan girl."

Nangong's eyes are shining like the moon. It's Qiulan's heart to find these dancers.

A long figure passed by Nangong Yin's side. He was handsome, clear-cut, and had a pair of deep pupils. He looked at those dancers who were like snakes and danced lightly.

"Your Majesty Nanling is really blessed. There are so many beautiful butterflies in the back garden."

When the man came forward, the wide and long sleeves of the dancer floated across his chest, and the fragrance was blowing. He suddenly reached out and grabbed it, gently pulling it, and the dancer's feet bumped into his arms.

The man pinched up the dancer's chin, his deep pupils staring at the dancer's clear and confused eyes, and frowned slightly: "familiar eyes."

The sound falls.

His fingers lifted the bird feather mask of the dancer in his arms, and a delicate little face appeared in front of him.

He was stunned and lost his voice: "Xiao Xi?"

The dancer was flustered and tried to push him away: "young master, you have mistaken me. I'm Qianqian, not Xiao Xi."

"Qian Qian?" Luo Yuan see Qianqian clear eyes a panic, said with a smile: "I admit wrong, you are not Xiao Xi, she is in the face of danger, will not show such a panic expression as you."

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Nangong Yin and said, "Your Majesty Nanling, do you like this Qianqian? If you don't like it, give her to me! I love the smell on her

Qianqian is shocked in the heart, clear eyes float out of fog, vaguely looking at Nangong Yin, as if in pleading with him, don't give her away.

Nangong Yin looks back slightly. Qianqian's face is too much like Xiao Xi. He almost admits that he is wrong.

When Qianqian saw Nangong Yin's silence, two lines of clear tears came out. She bit her lip and trembled in Luo Yuan's arms. She was a dancer of humble status. She went to the imperial palace to offer her dance. If she was liked by any adult, she would serve her at night. Other dancers wanted to climb to power, but she didn't want to.

Because, she knew that even if she got to Nanling, she was just a teased fate. Just like her sister, she was taken to the mansion and became a prostitute.

The appearance wears the bright, also cannot cover the dirty in the bone.

Luo Yuan saw the beautiful girl crying in his arms. He frowned and said, "what are you crying for? Am I not worthy of you

Qian Qian shakes his head in fear, suffering and fear in his heart: "it's a maid who doesn't deserve to be a young master."

Luo Yuan coldly smile: "lie in front of me, you are looking for death."

His fingers forced, Qianqian arm click, broken, her pain scream, tears Susu down.

The rest of the dancers saw, are afraid to retreat to one side, some timid, the body is constantly shaking.

Nangong Yin frowns slightly, fingers flick, Luoyuan arm numb, let go of Qianqian.

He came over, reached for Qianqian's broken arm to lift up, the corner of his eye to see Luoyuan also want to start, he warned a look at Luoyuan.

"It's going to hurt a little. You have to bear with it."

Nangong Yin's voice is like a string wave, very pleasant to hear. Before Qian Qian nodded, he moved his finger and took her arm back.

Qianqian looked at Nangong Yin gratefully and knelt down and said, "thank you for your saving your life. I would like to be a slave and serve your Majesty in this life."

Seeing that Luo Yuan was unwilling, Nangong Yin nodded his head and said, "well.".

This time, even if Luo Yuan is unwilling, he will not rob the woman accepted by Nangong Yin.

Luo Yuan snorted coldly: "she is not Xiao Xi after all, your majesty Nanling, if you take her, you will not be afraid of it. Will Xiao Qu be unhappy when she comes?"

Nangong Yin thought of that delicate and lovely face. He felt soft in his heart and missed him very much. His thin lips opened slightly and said, "Xi'er is coming. I will send her away."

Luo Yuan laughs, looks at Qianqian's eyes, like a pitiful bug who will be lost at any time: "OK, I'll wait for that day, Xiao Xi will be yours, Qianqian will be mine."

He doesn't like this girl named Qianqian, but she looks like Xiao Xi. She wanted to take her back to make a warm bed. After all, Nangong Yin loves Xiao Xi. Luo Yuanzhi, Nangong Yin won't want women other than Xiao Xi. Otherwise, the back palace of Nanling will not be empty for so long.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!