Chapter 601

This woman's cheek is slightly raised, her face is very thin, and her eyes are sharp. The tree always feels that when she gets up, it seems that she glances at her face like nothing.

That look, let a person in the heart do not like.

"Princess Annan, what do you want to say?" The Queen's tone of voice to Wu Jianmo is still more harmonious.

"Empress, my niece Wu Xiaosu has learnt a new fan dance, which is quite interesting to watch, so she is asked to sing a song for the queen here and chat with her for fun."

The queen nodded slightly, "very well."

The 18-year-old girl named Wu Xiaosu should have made preparations early. As soon as Queen Wang nodded, she was guided by the palace maid, dressed in a long pink dress with light smoke and sand, and led 15 dancing girls, and walked up to the Jinyang palace with her chin held high.

"I have seen the queen." Wu Xiaosu and a group of girls walked in unison.

"Get up. Wu Xiaosu? But the eldest daughter of the Wu family. " The queen asked softly.

Princess Annam smiled and nodded. "It's the eldest daughter of the Wu family, madam."

The smile made Princess Annan's cheekbones deeper.

"Xiaosu has made a fool of himself." Wu Xiaosu, the eldest miss of Wu's mansion, crouched and saluted again, then turned around and winked at the two dancers who were following him.

At the same time, Wu Xiaosu's body was bent back, making a very exaggerated half arc, and his soft waist could almost be broken.

"Shua." A pink feather fan slid out of the sleeve, half covering the show.

A fan dance is performed by 16 young and beautiful girls, which is very beautiful. Each action can be a beautiful picture.

His face was paralyzed and expressionless. He stabbed the food in front of him with chopsticks, flipped it around at will, and soon put down his chopsticks in disgust.

These foods are all cold. They are not as hot as a small stew pot made by her family's ball. It's really boring.

In order to entertain so many guests, the food is naturally from the imperial dining room. On the way from the imperial dining room to the middle palace, although it is packed in brocade boxes and padded with cotton, the journey to the end is very far away.

It's strange that the food is not cold when I carry it all the way in this snowy day.

The little guy always has a sharp mouth. He doesn't want to touch the cold food.

Wei Ziqin, her mother, did not know her daughter's delicate temperament. She looked at her daughter from afar, and her eyes were slightly worried.

"Prince and concubine, your maid will bring you some fruit bars." Next to her, a maid with a low head moved two steps closer to hold on to the white jade pot, adding a fruity wine to the tree's cup.

This is the winter fruit that can grow in the ice and snow. It can wrap your stomach when you are hungry. It's also good for wine making. It's very fragrant.

The main reason is that this kind of plant grows very well, and the probability of variation is not high, so in the inner city area of Kyoto, this kind of fruit tree seed has been planted in large area in recent years to meet various needs.

Of course, for the poor people who suffer from hunger at the bottom, the price of winter fruit is very high.

The tree raised the glass expressionless, stretched out a hand and slightly fanned it twice.

With the smell of fruit coming, the face of the tree suddenly turned to the color of ice and snow, and the wrist turned over. A cup of superior fruit wine splashed on the maid's face.

"Ah!"