Chapter 51

Upstairs, in front of an open window facing the street, Murong Changfeng stands in the window, the scenery downstairs has a panoramic view.

"I'll give you another thousand taels of gold."

Gu Ye casually dropped a word, but like the sun suddenly lit up Ji Wujin's face. She has always made up a lot. Today, she takes off her powder and has a special feeling of getting rid of dust.

She has always been lively, wipe off the red lips, return to the light pink, let her small mouth smile, is more moving, the dimples on the face seem to follow a bit deep.

"Don't worry, master. Everything is in my arms!" Pure face and her clear voice make people feel very comfortable.

However, Gu Ye did not seem to see the moving luster on her face, nor did he stop for her words. He did not even look at her more. Instead, he turned his eyes to another indifferent and refined woman beside him.

"You go back." The deep voice is plain, but there is more warmth.

Xiao Panpan looked down, and was also very pitiful. "Prime minister, go well."

"Well."

The sound of the horse's hooves gradually faded away, but the greedy little woman's face could not help laughing, but there were still some scruples in her smile.

Xiao Panpan walked by her coldly, then she froze her smile and called out "Pan Pan" dryly, but only received a cold reply,

"go in and practice dancing." Xiao Panpan passed by her side, and the little woman pulled her head in frustration. After a while, with a sigh, she turned and walked into the building and disappeared completely from his sight.

"Young master, Gu Ye asked Ji Wujin to take the place of Gu Qingqing to offer dance in the palace. This seems to have profound meaning." Royal guards have been following Murong Changfeng to look downstairs, at this time respectfully issued a voice.

"She's very lovely, isn't she?"

"Ah?" For a moment, royal guards can't keep up with Murong Changfeng's idea, "why do you..."

"It turns out that Gu Ye likes a lonely beauty like Xiao Panpan." Murong Changfeng continued to talk to himself with a smile.

The royal guards completely shut down the voice, and his face was a little embarrassed. After a long time, his master cared about the woman.

"By the way, can Wujiao dance?"

"I don't know..."

The two people were talking. In the backyard downstairs, it was as if they could sense it. An excited voice stretched the tune, and the remote voice was shouting,

"Changfeng..."

Jin Yi is stiff all over. He has always been disgusted with Ji Wujin's "shameless" tone. This woman is more and more presumptuous. He can say for sure that since the day that the woman met his son, she had already lost her mind!

But

The royal guards froze in place, staring at Murong Changfeng with a smile. He walked out in front of him, and at the same time, he learned Ji Wujin's voice to answer,

"ah, here we are."

It's just that childe eats her!

In the yard, Ji Wujin is surrounded by a group of women in the middle of the yard. She is gently stroking her sleeves and dancing!

"Wow, mama Jiao, it's not easy. This dance, tut..."

"Yes, mother Jiao, it's always been hidden. It's just as good as green!"

Ugly women while watching Ji Wujin dance enviously, while chattering.

Murong Changfeng, with a gentle smile on his mouth, walked to the crowd without delay, and his eyes were also placed in the place where all people's eyes focused - Ji Wujin.

Today's Ji Wujin, plain Yan Chaotian, but it makes people feel more comfortable than ever before. Murong Changfeng is almost blinded.

She wore her favorite flower skirt and danced in the flowers. She laughed and danced like a happy butterfly.

"Ha ha, Changfeng, look, I can dance..."

Murong Changfeng was slightly stunned, but the other girls in the building who were watching the fun had already burst into laughter,

"Jiao mother, you are joking, you can dance, can't you just know it today? Ha ha... "

Xiao Panpan also stood watching, but there was no smile on his face.

Murong Changfeng looked at her faintly, but didn't say anything more, but walked toward Ji Wujin with a smile.

"Ha ha, Changfeng!" Seeing Murong Changfeng, Ji Wujin flies towards him excitedly, almost making people think she wants to plunge into Murong Changfeng's arms.

Murong Changfeng opened her arms slightly, but Ji Wujin stopped at his very near place. She jumped and jumped again and again. She was very happy.

"Well, isn't it fierce? Am I sharp? "

"Poof..." Murong Changfeng laughs. She can't help but stretch out her hand and touch her head. The women around her immediately suck in the cold air with envy.

However, Ji Wujin seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right at all. Instead, he was more happy with his smile,

"talk, talk, how is the dance?"

"It's a pretty dance.""Ha ha, isn't it? I didn't expect that I was so good! Ha ha... "

Murong Changfeng's smile is warmer,

"I can't understand what Wujiao said. Wujiao doesn't know that she was so powerful before?"

"Yes, mama Jiao, that's a silly thing to say!" Floret also followed the fun, learning Murong Changfeng's tone, a model has a kind of Ji Wujin said.

A group of people are immediately amused by floret, Ji Wujin is stunned, some hindsight of the scratch head, and then look at Murong Changfeng also some embarrassed.

"Yes, ang, how can I forget it? I always do!"

Ha ha, I've made a lot of money! Ji Wujin did not expect that he would be born into Hua Wujiao and inherit his skills. She can dance without a teacher. In this way, she no longer has to worry about dancing in the palace!

"Are you going to dance in the palace?" Murong Changfeng heard flowers without Jiao said, suddenly some surprise.

Ji Wujin nods and complains to Murong Changfeng about the matter of Gu Ye's declaration. "Well, for Qingqing's sake, Gu Ye is interesting enough, but he's still black hearted and won't benefit me in vain. He has to let me go to the palace instead of Qingqing and say that if I don't go, I'll have to cut off my head..."

"He's going to cut your head off?" Murong Changfeng is even more surprised. Isn't the subordinate of Gu Ye? You can say that you can chop, just like playing?

"Mama Jiao is serious." Xiao Panpan, who was on the side, said, "the prime minister brought the imperial edict today and asked her mother to dance in the palace. Since Qingqing has been preserved, we should make more efforts to make the whole thing over, isn't it?"

That cold voice immediately let Ji Wujin's forehead overflow a few drops of cold sweat, this half day she wantonly said to Gu Ye's various, but forgot Xiao Panpan's feeling.

"Yes, Pan Pan Pan, Jiao's mother knows! What I just said was just a joke Ji Wujin hastens to finish.

Xiao Panpan is still cold and quiet. Compared with Gu Ye when she was just there, she now looks in a very ordinary mood.

"Jiao's mother doesn't have to say much. She's going to dance in the palace in two days. You and I should take time to practice dancing and find cooperation."

"Well, listen to you, listen to you!" Ji Wujin subconsciously put a low posture, God knows why she now see Xiao Panpan unhappy a little guilty!

Xiao Panpan did not speak. Instead, he went to the pavilion. Ji Wujin also quickly followed him, turning back to Xiaohua and nuogging his mouth,

"Ai, Xiaohua, let Changfeng watch tea, and then move the chair in the hall to make it convenient for Changfeng to watch me dance for a while."

"Ah? Did you want to see you dance Xiaohua scratched her head in doubt.

The girls were immediately teased and laughed again,

Zhenzhen bared a row of buckteeth and pushed Xiaohua,

"silly child, it's so silly. What if childe Changfeng wants to see it? Mr. Chang Feng? "

"Well, let's call it Murong." Seeing that ugly face, his name popped out of his mouth, Murong Changfeng was really miserable.

"Hee hee, yes, yes, not childe Changfeng, but master Murong..." Zhen Zhen changed her words in teasing, and at the same time took a look at Ji Wujin's back.

Murong Changfeng is a little embarrassed. Don't open your eyes, and the ugly girls laugh together.

On the other side, Ji Wujin and Xiao Panpan are about to start dancing. Seeing Murong Changfeng not sitting down, he shouts in the distance,

"Xiaohua, why haven't you moved the chair?"

The royal guards who followed him to the yard turned black again, but Murong Changfeng laughed more warmly. He waved his hand to the royal guards and said,

"Jinyi, please move a chair here. I'll watch Wujiao dance here."

"Childe

"Little flower, would you please make me a cup of tea?"

"Ah? Oh Xiaohua finally woke up, nodded and ran out quickly. Seeing Murong Changfeng's attitude, she was happy: OK, in this case, Jiao's mother should have a leg rhythm with Murong childe!

The brocade is black on one side, and the silk and bamboo rings in the distance. Accompanied by the laughter of Ji Wujin's unusual blossom, the brocade's face is even darker.

My master, after contact with this crazy woman, the whole person is different!

Murong Changfeng is still standing, but the brocade clothes are helpless. He grits his teeth and goes to the hall to move chairs.

In the pavilion, Xiao Panpan, who is dancing and discussing with Ji Wujin, looks at Murong Changfeng with a kind of indistinct haze.

She is very unhappy today. No, it should be said that from that day when Gu Ye sent Ji Wujin back in the middle of the night, she could not be happy again.

Xiao Panpan looked coldly at Ji Wujin, who was laughing happily. Ji Wujin also looked at her,

"what's the matter, Pan Pan? Do you think I can catch up with you? "

"Well, it would be better if the turn was slower." Xiao Panpan reluctantly pulled out a smile."Well, well, I'll try!"

Far away is looking at their Murong Changfeng, eyes if thoughtful looking at Xiao Panpan, the smile of the corner of the mouth pale a bit.

Is Xiao Panpan melancholy? The eyes fell on Wujiao, not very friendly.