The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

In the flower-filled garden, the dancers in beautiful poses danced gracefully. Their faces were covered with snow-white bird feather masks, revealing only those bright and charming eyes, exquisite vermilion lips and chin.

If you look closely, you will find that these beautiful and flexible dancers have a place similar to a woman, either eyes, lips or chin.

Nangong Lu walked, looking at the dancing dancers, slightly fascinated.

"Who arranged it?"

He didn't look, and asked the little yellow door behind him.

"My majesty, these dancers are arranged by Qiu Lan. Qiu Lan said that her majesty worked hard all day long and was very tired. When Qiu Lan saw the flowers in the Yuhuayuan, she was so scented that she thought of the dancers who danced in Yuhuan. Note that when your majesty passes by, you can relax by seeing it by accident."

Xiao Huangmen paused and said softly, "Miss Qiu Lan is very concerned about your majesty. Even the slave girl looked at it, and she was moved by Qiu Lan's intentions."

Nangong's eyes gleamed like Qingyue, and she could find these dancers.

A long figure walked past Nangongzhu. The facial features were handsome, the outline of the rhomboid was sharp, and the pair of deep pupils looked at the dancers who were like snakes and light and dancing.

"Your Majesty Nanling is really beautiful, and there are so many beautiful butterflies in the back garden."

The man stepped forward, the dancer's long sleeves floated across his chest, and the fragrance was tangy. He suddenly reached out and grabbed, and gently pulled, the dancer's footsteps bumped into his arms.

The man pinched the dancer's chin, his deep pupils stared at the dancer's clear, somewhat panicked eyes, and frowned slightly: "Good familiar eyes."

The sound falls.

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

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

The dancer wanted to push him away in a panic: "Your son, you admit the wrong person, the slave-servant flourishes, not Xiao Xi."

"Qianqian?" Luo Yuan saw the Qianqian clear eyes in a panic, and said with a smile: "It's my mistake, you are not Xiao Xi, she is facing danger, and will not show such a panic like you."

Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Nangong Huan said: "Your Majesty Nanling, this flourishing, do you like it? If you don't like it, give her to me! I like the fragrance on her."

Qian Qian was surprised, clear eyes froze, and looked at Nangongzhu vaguely, as if begging him not to give her away.

Nangong Yao looked back slightly, Qian Qian's face was too Xiao Xi, he almost admitted wrong.

Qianqian saw that Nangong was not speaking. Two lines of tears came out. She bit her lips and shivered slightly in Luo Yuan’s arms. A dancer like her, who had a humble status, went to the palace to dance. If an adult was chosen, She will be waiting at night, and the other dancers want to climb to the elite, she doesn't want to.

Because, she knows that Nanling’s dignitaries, even if they have climbed, are nothing but fate, just like her elder sister, she was taken by the dignitaries and brought back to Fufu to become a prostitute. Fancy, you can play around with it.

The external appearance is bright, and it can't cover the dirt in the bones.

Luo Yuan saw the beautiful girl in her arms crying. He frowned: "What are you crying for? Do I still deserve you?"

Qianqin shook his head in fear, with uncomfortable and fearful in his heart: "A slave-servant is not worthy of a son."

Luo Yuan smiled coldly: "You are lying to me, you are looking for death."

He pressed his fingers hard, and his arms snapped and broke, and she screamed in pain, her tears falling down.

When the rest of the dancers met, they stepped back aside in fear, a little timid and trembling constantly.

Nangong Yuan frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, Luo Yuan's arm numb, let go of Qian Qian.

He came over and reached up to raise Qian Qian's broken arm. Afterglow in the corner of his eyes, he saw Luo Yuan still wanting to start. He gave Luo Yuan a warning look.

"It will hurt a little, you have to bear it."

Nangong Huan's voice was like a string fluctuating, and it was very nice. Before he nodded, his finger moved and took her arm back.

Qiang looked at Nangong Yuan gratefully and knelt down: "Thank you for your majesty's life-saving grace. The slave-servant is willing to be a slave-servant in this life and wait by your majesty's side."

Seeing Luo Yuan's unwillingness, Nangong Yuan nodded and said "hmm".

At this time, even if Luo Yuan was unwilling, he would not go to snatch the woman that Nangong Yao had accepted.

Luo Yuan sneered: "She is not Xiao Xi after all, Your Majesty Nanling, you accept her, you are not afraid that when the time comes, will Xiao Xi be upset?"

Nangong Yao thought of the exquisite and pleasant little face, and his heart was soft, and he missed it very much, his thin lips slightly opened, and said, "Here comes, I will send her away."

Luo Yuan laughed and looked at Qian Qian's eyes like a poor worm who would be thrown away at any time: "Well, I'll wait for that day, Xiao Xi will return to you, Qian Qian will return to me."

He didn't like this girl called Qian Qian, but her face was too Xiao Xi, she wanted to take it back to be a bed warmer, after all, the person Nangong Yao loved was Xiao Xi, Luo Yuan until, Nangong Yao would not be removed Women other than Xiao Xi, if not, the harem of Nanling will not be so long.