Very not easy to walk outside the hall, unfortunately outside the wind and snow is bigger, even if the eyes are better can not see the road, let alone Fu Qiaoyan. She staggered all the way and fell twice in the cold snow. Liu Pan stood watching her with an umbrella and a cloak, laughing happily. When she finally arrived at the door of the rear hall, Liu Pan found a place where she could not rely on ventilation and let her kneel down in her cotton-padded jacket. The snow was wet and cold, and in the blink of an eye, it soaked through Fu Qiaoyan's skirt, and the cold seemed to get into Fu Qiaoyan's knees with boundless malice. Liu Pan naturally did not want to stand here with her cold, called the small palace people who looked at the door to let her stare at Fu Qiaoyan, then wrapped in a cloak to find Li Lan. Fu Qiaoyan knelt there alone. The sky was dark and the wind and snow were like knives. For a moment, she even felt that her life was about to pass. I do not know how long, as if only a moment, a clear deep voice sounded: "Why are you kneeling here?"? Isn't it cold? Fu Qiaoyan raised his head in a daze and saw the man's starry eyes at a glance. Chapter 17 Yongxiang Xiu. It was windy and snowy, and the sky was fine, but the man's eyes seemed to have a little starlight, illuminating Fu Qiaoyan's heart, which was half buried in the abyss. Just Liu Pan hit her too hard, her ears were sometimes good and sometimes bad, and now she could barely hear what the man said to her. This man's voice is also very nice. Probably because he had not yet tied up his hair,sonicator homogenizer, his deep voice was still a little floating, but it had the rare clarity of a young man. Fu Qiaoyan tried to open his eyes, trying to see his face from the wind and snow. It was a young man dressed in a brocade robe of green bamboo. He did not wear a crown, and his long hair was scattered behind him, as if he were just 14 or 15 years old. The young man did not wear a cloak, but only held an ink-colored oil-paper umbrella to withstand some wind and snow. Long hair is like ink, eyebrows are like peaks,ultrasonic cutting machine, eyes are like stars, and lips are as red as Dan. What a handsome, tall and straight young man. Fu Qiaoyan was already a little feverish at the moment, but she was still rational and somewhat judgmental. The green bamboo gown is the school uniform of the prince of Dayue, and most of the princes who do not attend school wear school uniforms. His hair was not tied, and he was less than fifteen years old. Obviously, he could only be the eight princes who were suddenly hot in the palace recently. Fu Qiaoyan bent slightly at him and answered in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, the maidservant has been punished. My aunt asked me to kneel down here to reflect." Her face was red and swollen, her mouth was full of blood, and she had not drunk water for a long time, and her voice was dry and hoarse, which was very unpleasant to hear. His Highness Rong Jintang looked at her lightly, as if he were looking at the stone lion at the gate of the palace. His bright eyes had no superfluous emotions, ultrasonic sonochemistry machine ,ultrasonic handheld welder, but they were contrary to what he had just said. Fu Qiaoyan was dazed to think of what the palace people had said about him. Most of them said that he was very silent and his face was very handsome, but there was nothing else. Rong Jintang walked to her side, suddenly squatted in front of her, and tilted the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to her head: "Is it cold?" Fu Qiaoyan smiled at him with a swollen face, although he did not know why he appeared here, but the master's question must be answered. "It's very cold," she said. Rong Jintang looked back from the top of her hair and saw a tall and thin aunt rushing here. Suddenly, she stood up and put her hand in front of Fu Qiaoyan. Fu Qiaoyan looked at his hand in silence and did not move. Get up Aunt's power is very big, but where big than the princes in the palace, Fu Qiaoyan did not want to let himself freeze a pair of legs, then homeopathy stood up. She did not take the hand that Rong Jintang stretched out. When Rong Jintang saw her staggering to her feet, her indifferent eyes flashed and her face was expressionless. She withdrew her hand and whispered behind her, "My father doesn't like this." He finished, did not even look at Fu Qiaoyan, turned to the front hall. Fu Qiaoyan stood there, silent for a moment without knowing why, and then was interrupted by a sharp voice behind him: "Bitch, your face looks so ugly that you have the nerve to hook up. Why don't you roll over?" She looked back and saw only Li Lan's cold face. Fu Qiaoyan hurriedly dragged his numb legs and stumbled to the gate of the rear hall. It took him a long time to get to Li Lan. Li Lan's dress today is still very dazzling, with a huge tourmaline hairpin in a high bun, and a pair of golden gourd earrings dangling on both sides of her thin neck, shining with dazzling light. People in the palace are not allowed to use gold and jade. They can only be worn by female officials of the eighth grade, but they must be rewarded by their masters. They are not allowed to make them privately. Most of the head and face that Li Lan wore out were the rewards she had received when she served in front of Queen Wang. There is nothing bad about the reward given by Queen Wang, even if it is only a gold-plated eardrop, it is also noble and pressing, and its appearance is exquisite and rare. Fu Qiaoyan was dizzy at the moment, and his body was cold and hot, apparently cold. As the sky darkened, she could hardly see Li Lan's appearance, so the earrings dangled in front of her eyes. Look, I didn't know how to respect my aunt until I was beaten and suffered. You little girls are cheap. You have to be scolded before you know you're wrong. Li Lan's voice was sharp, and I didn't know what Liu Pan had said to her just now, but there was nothing good to say. Fu Qiaoyan stood shaking in the snow, her clothes were almost all wet, and the cold wind was killing her. A heavy snowstorm and a heavy cold, Fu Qiaoyan froze most of the afternoon, it is some can not hold up. Aunt, the maidservant knows she's wrong. Fu Qiaoyan repeatedly said this sentence. Although she was not from a scholarly family, she was also the wife of a scholar. It was the first time she had suffered such a great hardship since she was a child. These people also beat, scold also scold, but the mouth is not willing to forgive a person, must let her keep pleading before giving up. Fu Qiaoyan's blurred eyes looked ahead, feeling that now there was only one breath left to hold her from falling down. She didn't want to fall in front of these people. Their original good-looking appearance is now distorted into the eye, charm out of the dirty heart, dusk is approaching, the wind and snow have not stopped,ultrasonic sonochemistry machine, but it is the time when ghosts come out. Fu Qiaoyan murmured in a low voice: "But I am not wrong." Her voice was so soft that she could hardly be heard, and she was swept into the sunset by the wind, leaving only the afterglow of the sunset. fycgsonic.com