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Chapter 201 Invitation

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    Fu Minghua glanced at Mr. Guo. Xie Yingrong wanted to invite Yan Zhui, but Yan Zhui refused.

    He seemed to have something to say to Fu Minghua.

    Xie Yingrong naturally couldn't force himself. Several older people could see that the third prince wanted to be alone with Fu Minghua, so they all saw the opportunity and resigned.

    The elders could all see it, and naturally the two sisters Xie Shuyan could also see it, so they all found Fang'er and resigned.

    Yan Zhui and Fu Minghua walked along the Xiaoyin Garden. The scenery here was quite elegant. There was a house number in front, and after going up a few steps, there was a small attic inside.

    On the top are angled eaves made of glazed tiles, which surround a large verandah.

    Both sides of the stairs are made of white jade to form a wide corridor, about half a foot high from the ground.

    When Yan Zhui got here, he didn't want to go into the attic anymore. He just wanted to talk to Fu Minghua.

    Aunt Jiang and others stood far away, not wanting to come over.

    "We went back to Yueyang Tower last time, but someone disturbed our interest. Are we going back tomorrow?"

    He asked for an invitation.

    "My cousin has already invited me first." Fu Minghua remembered that he had agreed to the invitation to the Xie Shu Banquet, and he was on a first-come, first-served basis, so naturally he couldn't agree to it.

    Yan Zhui laughed when he heard this.

    He took a step forward, and Fu Minghua instinctively took a step back until his back was against the edge of the corridor, then he stretched out his hands to support him.

    The jade platform has been polished, cold and smooth, and still has the moisture of mist.

    "My cousin invited me first."

    Fu Minghua looked up at him and repeated it again.

    She is considered tall among girls of her age, but she is much petite compared to him.

    Yan Zhui didn't like the way she looked up at him, so he moved his hands again and again, and finally rubbed them on her waist. When she wasn't prepared, Leng Hui put his arms around her waist, picked her up easily, and put her there.  On the edge of the corridor made of white marble.

    Fu Minghua was caught off guard. Before he could think of the shyness problem, he felt that his legs were in the air. Although he was firmly seated underneath him, his legs were dangling.

    She put her palms firmly on the edge of the corridor and touched the cold stone, finally calming down.

    Yan Zhui put his hands on the left and right sides of her legs to prevent her from falling if she was frightened. He raised his head to look at her level:

    "Yuan Niang." He said with a sincere face, "I will leave Jiangzhou within three days at most."

    He didn't even ask her to turn down the invitation to the Xie Shu Banquet. Knowing that she had agreed, he might not have agreed to it. He was half coquettish and half tough. After letting go of his attitude, Yan Zhui made it impossible for him to say no.  .

    "Let me come down."

    She didn¡¯t dare to jump down. She wanted to get up but couldn¡¯t close her legs.

    Yan Zhui leaned over, her knees were less than a fist away from his waist, and Fu Minghua felt his legs trembling.

    The edge of the corridor was not wide, and she always had the feeling that she would fall if she struggled even a little.

    "There are many rules in Xie's mansion, and I can't see you all the time. If I go to Shanzhou, when will I be able to relieve the pain of lovesickness." He looked serious, as if he didn't realize what he said at all.

    Fu Minghua¡¯s whole body was tense and his body was trembling slightly. He turned his face away from his eyes.

    A thin blush crawled up her slender neck. Her back was against the wooden railing of the verandah, and she was sitting on the edge of the verandah. In front of her, Yan Zhui spread his arms to trap her in them.

    "Your Highness, don't say such things." She put her legs together and pressed them against the edge of the corridor. She had already dodged like this, but Yan Zhui was still leaning forward:

    "What did I say?" Yan Zhui came closer and looked down to see that her toes were tensed up. Her cheeks were flushed but she was trying to remain calm. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Is it to explain my pain of lovesickness?"  ?¡±

    When Fu Minghua heard him repeat it again, he couldn't help but turn his head. He looked at her with a smile.

    "this is not good."

    Yan Zhui said: "I just miss you, how can it be bad? Si Wuxie."

    "Siwuxie" comes from Confucius.

    The original text is: Three hundred poems, which can be summed up in one sentence, thinking without evil.

    It means having pure thoughts.

    By saying this, it seems that she is thinking wrongly.

    Without even thinking about it, Fu Minghua pretended to move his calf to kick him.

    He reached out and grabbed his ankle, laughing softly.

    "Don't be upset." He provoked someone and then tried to coax him. The fingertips holding his ankle moved. Fu Minghua wanted to pull his foot away, but he held it seriously.

    ??She wears lightweight silk shoes, which are light and convenient for work.The clothes worn by the servants are also different.

    Dan Luo socks are put on the feet. Because the silk is light, in order to prevent the socks from falling off, long yarn is added to the socks and tied to the ankles.

    Those shoes had small ankles and Yan Zhui was fascinated by them.

    Fu Minghua¡¯s skin was delicate and the silk was slippery. He just stretched out his hand to hold it, and the tied socks slipped off, revealing a section of skin that was like gelatin.

    "Your Highness!"

    The atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty was open. Although the ladies of high status in Luoyang wore dresses with bare chests and shoulders in summer, being able to see and touch were two different things.

    She tensed her legs and wanted to pull her legs back, but he whispered: "Don't move."

    Yan Zhui used a pair of dexterous fingers to untie the garters that Biqing had tied for her that morning. The socks slipped off, revealing her white and tender skin.

    You can vaguely see the jade feet that look like mutton fat.

    With a focused expression, he stroked his fingers between his ankles, the force gradually getting heavier, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

    The skin was pressed with his fingertips, leaving shallow marks, leaving traces when they slid over.

    Yan Zhui held it for a while as if he was masochistic. After a while, he pursed his lips, pulled up the socks again, took the belt and tied it again for her. After hesitating for a long time, he let go of his hand, and saw her cautiously retracting her legs.  .

    "Your Highness"

    Fu Minghua hesitated for a moment and saw him lowering his head, as if in pain.

    She wanted to get off the ground, but Yan Zhui lowered his head lower and said in a deep voice:

    "do not move."

    She really didn¡¯t dare to move.

    "Have you seen Guo Ruicheng's hexagram?"

    Yan Zhui endured it for a while before finally uttering a sentence.

    Although Fu Minghua felt that he was a bit scary like this, when he heard him talk about business, he no longer felt like he was just now, and he felt relieved again.

    "I saw it."

    "What Yan Zhui said proves that he has also read the Book of Changes.

    "Guo Ruicheng's hexagram is not a good sign for the Xie family. If it is on the ninth level, it will be strong and the dragon will be regretful.

    It is originally a hexagram of vigilance. If the literal meaning is taken, it means that if the dragon flies too high, there will be regret.

    If it is used in the Xie family, in the words of Confucius, it is: Noble but no position, moving but regretful.

    A noble person has no real status and will regret it if he acts rashly.

    For the Xie family, this hexagram did not have a good metaphorical meaning, so when Mr. Guo divined such a hexagram, he erased it without thinking.

    She was still thinking about the Xie family. Yan Zhui lowered his head for a long time and finally raised his head: "Have Yuan Niang already thought about tomorrow's appointment at Yueyang Tower?"

    Although he was still talking about Mr. Guo¡¯s hexagram before, he turned around and talked about the trip to Yueyang Tower.  Fu Minghua wanted to say that she had made an appointment with Xie Shuyan, but seeing that his pupils were constricted, his expression was unkind, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, he immediately nodded.

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