Beloved Princess Wants Reform

On the other side, Chang'an Street has a long day and a cool night.

Chang'an Street is becoming more and more lively. Vendors stop at the side of the street one after another and put some gadgets. Lotus lanterns are also floating on the river in the distance. Lu Zhaohe saw that all the men and women passing by had chosen one and held it in their hands. He asked Yuwen Lingxi, "the princess is going to make a wish, too."

Now, people are afraid to go to the Buddha's place to enjoy it

What she said was calm, and Lu Zhaohe could not help laughing after hearing it, which was regarded as approval. As they went on, Fang saw a platform built in the middle of the street. Yuwen Lingxi came to the Lotus Festival for the first time, but he didn't know much about it. The folk cloud on one side explained to her in a low voice that the Lotus Festival originated in Tianzhu, an ancient oriental country, where most people believe in Buddhism. Later spread to the Central Plains, the people of the state of Li sought solace for themselves and followed suit one after another.

In order to celebrate the lotus culture on the 18th of July, women dance at the Lotus Festival.

And each man and woman who watched took a white lotus in their hands. If anyone could dance well, they could put the flower in her basket. Whoever receives the most is the leader of lotus this year.

Yu Wen Ling Xi glanced at the grandstand and saw that there was no empty seat on it. When she was thinking about whether to go, Lu Zhaohe suddenly took her hand and went to the other side.

The woman's face suddenly changed and her reflexivity shrank. When Lu Zhaohe found her strange, he turned back and said with a smile, "there are so many people in the street, so don't let the princess go away."

Night wind, she followed behind the man, saw his clothes acetylene flying, Yuwen spirit Xi micro convergence convergence look, eventually by him.

After walking up a few floors, he saw a spacious seat. Lu Zhaohe said with a smile, "this is the position of a friend of Ben Wang. He is not in the capital all the year round, but let me take advantage of it."

Yuwen Lingxi nodded with a smile and looked at the sign on the side again. Suddenly, his heart sank.

There are only three big characters engraved on it - Lian Aotian.

In recent years, many of the finished products have been paid directly to the palace, but these are just the tip of the iceberg.

It's rumored that this man has a good relationship with Yudi, the young master of Nanxiao tower, the first organization in the world.

Yu Wen Ling Xi is dumb in the heart, can't help but smile a way: "Wang Ye is really looking for a good friend, but I've heard that this young master always likes to be alone, I don't know how Wang Ye makes friends."

It's not a secret that even the proud man is as cold and lonely as his name is.

Seeing Yuwen Lingxi's question, Lu Zhaohe said with a smile: "there was a jade shop under the palace of the king. My king and Lian Aotian had only a few friends, but they were just friends in business."

Just then, a light ballad opened the prelude of the Lotus Festival. Dozens of veiled girls were standing on the stage, slender, and most of them were adult men. On one side of the folk cloud, he said with a smile: "it's not like praising Buddhist culture now, but it's like using it to draw strings for unmarried men and women."

Vulgar cloud has always been straightforward, words tease the back seat of a man with a big smile, Yuwen Lingxi should be the scene of the hook mouth, when the side head see Lu Zhaohe is staring at himself, she asked in a shallow voice: "don't you watch the performance?"

The man came back and looked at Yu Wen Ling Xi with a faint smile: "the princess is better than the performance."

Yuwen Lingxi, but he didn't smile.

When the end of the performance is very late, Yuwen Lingxi returns to the middle of forgetting the moon in the palace. She sees that Jiansu has put on a rose red dress. She can't help smiling when she meets Yuwen Lingxi, "how's the harvest today?"

Yuwen Lingxi's smile widened slightly, and he seemed to have three points of cunning. "It's not without harvest. At least he knows some clues. But it's sister Jane. How's Xunyang Wen's business talk?"

Jiansu poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, so she said with a smile, "if you wish, you won't have to worry about yunmengzhai in the second half of the year."

"Sister Jane used a beauty trick in her great success?"

Jian Su took a look at her, took a cape from the cupboard and tied it up for her. She said in a shallow voice, "go back quickly. If it's too late, I won't worry."

Yu Wen Ling Xi pushes aside the small window with a smile and jumps up from the side wall. Then the speed of two or three steps disappears in the night.

When I entered the Xihe palace, I saw that all the servants had already rested, and only a few eunuchs and maids were watching at the door.

Inside the hall lit a few lamps, Yu Wen Ling Xi's face was slightly suspicious, and finally pushed open the door and stepped in.

"You still know how to come back." Lu Zhang, sitting in the corner of the darkness, spoke coldly. He had been waiting on the soft couch for two hours before he saw someone coming.

Yu wenlingxi lowered his head and covered his eyes. Then he took off his cloak and hung it behind the screen. Then he came out and said, "if the emperor wants to come in the future, he will ask the servants around him to pass a message in advance, and he will not rush to wait for you."Lu Zhang looked at her polite estrangement, his eyes showed fatigue, he suddenly slowed down his voice and said: "Xi'er, don't be angry."

This words is like a light floating feather floating on the falling water, Yuwen Lingxi's eyes sank, and finally did not speak again.

Seeing that she was no longer angry, Lu Zhangfang said: "today, the secret information outside the palace tells us that yuwenli has taken the queen and the son of Baiyu state, and is now under house arrest in a house on Chang'an Street. I mean to discuss with you and see how to rescue these two people. "

Yuwen Lingxi's heart suddenly relaxed. The floating feather in his heart was soaked in water and fell directly into the whirlpool. It turned out that Lu Zhang was willing to seek peace for the sake of state affairs after all.

She quickly straightened out her mind and said, "is there a more accurate position?"

"The third one at the end of Chang'an Street."

"What Yu Wen Ling Xi a Zheng, tone also not from mention, "is the spy see with his own eyes?"

Lu Zhang was so excited that she only nodded.

He seemed to think of something. Suddenly, he took out a painting scroll from one side of the desk and said, "this painting was painted by a Western painter in the palace when King Heng of Baiyu Kingdom went on a pilgrimage a few years ago. Standing beside him on the top is queen Qingyin."

Yuwen Lingxi came forward slightly. She took a candlestick and looked in the direction of Lu Zhang's fingers. She saw that the woman's face was pretty and her head was full of pearls. Her face was stunned again, and her uneasiness became stronger and stronger.