The head is full of pearl jewelry. With one look, you would know that they had come from famous masters.
As the person approached the gathering, the people couldn’t help but lament. Nan Feng has good feng shui. It actually gave birth to such national grace and divine fragrance.
National grace and divine fragrance: outstanding beauty
“Xin er greets emperor uncle!”
Min Yue Xin’s voice was soft and pretty. Especially that ‘uncle’, which had a taste of a child acting spoiled. When people heard it, their hearts would itch like the feeling of a foxtail caressing the cheek. Really a temptation.
“Haha, go sit quickly!”
Longze Yu laughed. No man could resist feminine beauty even if this beauty was much younger than him.
“Last time when zhen saw you, you were only four or five. Now ten years have passed, you have grown into a big girl! Zhen couldn’t help but feel old… …!”
“Emperor uncle, where are you old? You are still handsome as before!”
After Ming Yue Xin sat down, she kept bootlicking Longze Yu, making Longze Yu grin to his ears. Duanmu Qing and Murong Xue Lian, who were sitting beside him, both got a layer of goosebumps.
“Really? You are not allowed to lie to zhen!”
“Emperor uncle, Xin er never tells lies, really!”
While Ming Yue Xin is talking, a thumb-sized pearl on her forehead shook, making people have a ripple of amorous feelings.
A pity… …Murong Qi Qi sighed. The clothes and jewelries on Ming Yue Xin’s body came out of her hands. That white dress is obviously lofty and elegant and the pearls are noble, but has now been matched with a trace of tackiness by Ming Yue Xin. Really wasted!
But whatever the outcome, it’s still a living advertisement. At least it let Tong Bao Zhai and Jue Se Fang’s name become more known. The profit will also increase. This will be good.
Ming Yue Xin continued to compliment Longze Yu as if there was no one else around. Feeling a bit bored at this banquet, Murong Qi Qi lowered her head and played with the bottle of wine in her hand. Normally they would use cups, but on formal occasions, they changed to bottles. But the bottle prepared for Feng Cang was a bit too delicate; gold embedded into jade, very valuable. It did match with Feng Cang’s status.
Feng Cang didn’t have any interest in Ming Yue Xin. He also didn’t have any interest in this little trick of Nan Feng country and Xi Qi country. The person he’s interested in was the little wangfei sitting next to him.
Murong Qi Qi playing with the wine bottle, Feng Cang’s also watching it earnestly.
What made Feng Cang greatly surprised was that although Murong Qi Qi’s looks are ordinary, but that pair of soft, white and slender hands look like a work of art. White as porcelain and smooth as silk. The ten fingers are pointy like new bamboo shoot after the rain. Even the fingernails are cute. On the outer layer, there’s a thin painting of wind and mountain, making them appear more beautiful. People couldn’t help but want to take them to admire them.
Before when Murong Qi Qi was asleep inside the carriage, her pair of hands were inside her sleeves. Feng Cang didn’t see them. When he was holding them, he thought that inside his palms, there were really soft small hands. He didn’t look at them carefully. Now that he’s looking at them, he loves them so much. He wished he can play with them every day.