As for family worlds and backgrounds, they are not included in consideration.

The city is the concentration of the sister -in -law. Which family has not raised 357 or eight unsuccessful things. This group of people mixed together all day long, recruit cats to tease dogs, causing raw and wrong, unwilling to see.

The flower -viewing poems, naturally to maximize the abandonment of these people, so they set a rule of talent.

Generally speaking, the convener of the Poetry Society of Flowers every year must be a lady who has a life -saving name in a certain family, and has a good popularity. The appeal is strong.

The flower -viewing poems hosted by the royal family are held from time to time.

However, after His Majesty's only favored emperor, he scattered the sixth house, and the Queen Queen was not a lively person, so he never held it.

The princess Lan Xin has been married for many years, and the long -lived land is rarely returned to Beijing.

The two princess Yinyue and the third princess are still young, and they have not yet loved social.

Because there is no suitable convening candidate, the Royal Flower Poetry Club has actually been suspended for several years.

This time, the princess of the grassland tribe, Silia, came to the north and wanted to participate in the flower -viewing poem meeting. Bei Che had to be held hard. Who made his princess live in the house and could not share this responsibility for him.

Woolen cloth?

Under the name of Prince Beiche, 18 Ms. Qianjin co -branded and received the talent of the invitation, and it was always necessary to secretly ecstatic.

The invitation of the prince.

What a big face that is, the glory of Guangzong Yaozu, this post alone has already reached thousands of gold.

Therefore, although the flower viewing poetry will be in a hurry, all those who receive the post are all here.

In the Royal Garden, the crowd is bustling.

The ladies, thousands of golds, each wearing different colors, the fan covering the face, hiding in the trees, the flowers, looming, if far away.

The young talents gathered at the table, tea tasting, making poetry, talking, whispering, eyes fluttered gently, inadvertently, settled at a certain point.

The garden is full of spring, and the color is boundless.

Tea is not intoxicated, people are drunk.

Bei Che was sitting at a high place, everything in the park was accepted at the bottom of the eyes.

He thought depressed, is this a poetry meeting or a blind date?

Men and women, hook up.

Prairie princess Selia is like a flower butterfly, wearing bright national costumes, walking between the talents of all her talents. She is generous, bright and beautiful, attracting countless amazing eyes.

But she seemed to be absent -minded again. She was dedicated to the diligence of the talents. She walked through, and she looked around every corner, and gradually became anxious.

"What about His Royal Highness?" Silia grabbed a palace man and asked with a round eyes.

The palace man was stunned. He was just a small eunuch that was small to the limit. Where did he dare to ask the host's whereabouts?

Quickly shook his head and said he didn't know. The hot tea on his hand was sprinkled everywhere. The hot and thin hand red red.

Selya was extremely angry, and the little whip in his hand pumped it over, and he scolded in his mouth, "The useless slave, even the tea can't help it, what to raise you in the northern country? Waste!
Chapter completed!