When Li Xueyan heard Xiao Shiyun's visit, she raised her little head and asked expectantly: "Brother Yang, is Miss Shishi here? Can I meet her? You are all Xue Yan's admirers... …”
Yang Fan was worried and didn't know how to respond. Seeing Li Xueyan's attention being diverted, he quickly waved his hand and said happily:
"It doesn't matter, you are brother Jinghuan's sister, and so-and-so's little sister. Just treat this place as your home. Sister Shiyun is also a talented woman with unparalleled talents. You two can communicate with each other."
Li Xueyan was also very curious and respectful about this Qinghuan who was once popular in Chang'an, but he never had the opportunity to see him, so he was immediately overjoyed.
However, before she could reply, she heard a clear voice: "What is Brother Yang talking about about the rhyme of poetry?"
Looking up, I saw Xiao Shiyun wearing a blue emerald cigarette robe, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a light blue emerald thin cigarette. Her shoulders were cut into a plain waist, and her muscles were like The condensed fat is like orchid.
She folded her slender waist and took a slight step, her bright wrists were covered with gauze, her eyes were looking forward to the clear waves of spring water, and a hollow gold hairpin was inserted diagonally into the bun on her head, with a few purple jade tassels sprinkled on the blue silk.
The fragrant jade is tender and beautiful, and the beauty is more delicate than flowers. The fingers are like peeling onions and the mouth is like vermilion. Every frown and every smile touches the heart and soul.
The face is like gelatin with the spring water in her sleep, the white jasmine smoke is soft gauze, the white plum blossom water skirt that sweeps the floor is meandering, and the body is tied with soft smoke.
The long black hair slid between the snow-white fingers, and was twisted into a bun. The jade hairpin was loosely tied up, and a golden hairpin was inserted into it, and the long beads trembled and hung down.
Swaying between the temples, the eyebrows are dark and dark, the skin is as white as grease without applying powder, the lips are pursed, as beautiful as a pill, the coral chain and the ruby bracelet are gesticulating between the wrists, and finally the crimson bead chain is put on Bright wrist.
White as snow, red as fire, eye-catchingly bright, wearing a bright yellow skirt, tied with an emerald ribbon at the waist, showing off her graceful figure.
As soon as you see it, all kinds of charms come to life, and it really has a bit of pink, crispy and delicate taste.
Her clear eyes are as lively as if she could speak, and her smile and anger are alluring. She is really a fairy who charms all living beings.
If the beauty of Wu Meiniang and Wu Shun is comparable to Xiao Shiyun.
But in terms of decoration matching and every move that attracts people's attention, this former Qinghuan is even better.
Xiao Shiyun walked gently, slowly came to Yang Fan, and said with a slight blessing: "On the New Year's Day, Shiyun wishes Brother Yang good luck in his career. I didn't expect that there are guests here, so I won't disturb him, right?"
Even though they had gotten along several times, Yang Fan couldn't help but hesitated slightly, and said with a smile: "We are all from the same family, you are welcome. Brother Jinghuan and his sister are visiting today. They came to hear the rhyme of the poem. Sister Xueyan can't wait to have a long chat with you. , Sister Shiyun is indeed famous all over the world."
"This is sister Xueyan, right? She's so beautiful! Brother Yang is among the flowers every day. No wonder he doesn't remember that there is a sister named Shiyun. He hasn't come to see Shiyun for so long." Xiao Shiyun slowly walked towards Li Xueyan. Sitting next to him, he didn't forget to complain.
Yang Fan couldn't bear Xiao Shiyun's straightforward words. Her resentful look seemed to be that of an abandoned and resentful woman, and Yang Fan was the heartless man.
This is too bold!
Yang Fan gave a wry smile, waved his hand and told the maid next to him: "Go to the backyard and ask the madam to come, saying that a friend is coming to visit."
Yang Fan knew that if he wanted to reason with the woman, it would never make sense, so he had to find Wu Meiniang to deal with it.
As the maid moved to the backyard, Li Xueyan exclaimed: "Miss Shishi is not only unparalleled in talent and beauty, but her appearance is also unrivaled in the world. No wonder the talented man from Chang'an has been thinking about her. If Xueyan were a man, he would definitely be attracted to her!"
Xiao Shiyun smiled slightly, rolled her eyes at Yang Fan and said, "Sister Xueyan is too praised. A lovely person like you is so lovable. It's not like my sister was left aside and ignored!"
Seeing Xiao Shiyun pointing her head at him after exchanging compliments, Yang Fan touched his nose and felt immediately embarrassed.
However, he did not hide the gleaming light in his eyes. It seemed that he had to conquer this goblin who had practiced for thousands of years as soon as possible, otherwise it would be easy to cause trouble in the world.
Although Xiao Shiyun's words just now were very bold, facing Yang Fan's naked eyes, she felt happy but also shy, but she felt more admiration in her heart.
Of course she knows her own charm. If it were anyone else, the fat that comes to her mouth would have been eaten away long ago.
But Yang Fan didn't even move a finger on her for so long, which shows his firmness of mind. This is what Xiao Shiyun is most satisfied with.
What a coincidence, while talking, Cheng Chumo also rushed over with Cheng Yuzhu.
After Wu Meiniang and Wu Shun rushed over from the backyard, the entire main hall was filled with the laughter of Yingying Yanyan.
But Yang Fan and others were left alone!
Three women in one drama is indeed not a joke.
However, the gathering of so many beautiful people made Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan envious of Yang Fan.
This brother is really blessed!
Seeing my sister's eyes drifting towards Yang Fan from time to time, I felt worried.
They could only use the tea in front of them to vent their depression. They couldn't figure out why their father let their sister fall into the tiger's mouth.
Yang Fan was so proud, his vanity was soaring, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
The quality of these beauties is no worse than Li Er's harem, or even better.
If that beautiful girl from Gaoyang also gets married in the future, there will be not only thorny roses, but also gentle lilies. Then, a hundred flowers will bloom.
In such days, even the gods will not change, so what do you want in life?
With a bright smile, Yang Fan fell into imagination.
Only in this decadent feudal society can we enjoy this kind of blessing.
If it were modern...
snort!
Being able to have one is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.
As a time traveler, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
While Yang Fan was feeling full, the voices of the women chatting gradually became quiet.
Xiao Shiyun looked at Yang Fan with her beautiful eyes like autumn water, and said hesitantly: "Brother Yang... Shiyun actually has something to discuss!"
Yang Fan was quite surprised and asked: "But it doesn't matter!"
Seeing that Xiao Shiyun was a little embarrassed to speak, Wu Meiniang helped her: "Let's talk about it, Mei Niang. Sister Shiyun came today because she was invited by the Jiaofang Secretary to participate in this year's Shangyuan Song and Dance Competition. Sister Shiyun wanted to ask for her husband's opinion. In addition, I want to ask my husband for some good words to sing."
Yang Fan did not hesitate: "Since Mei Niang intercedes, of course there is no problem."
"Meiniang thanks your husband on behalf of sister Shiyun." Wu Meiniang's eyes turned into crescent moons with smiles, and she was filled with joy.
This shows Yang Fan's respect and love for her, and it is also an affirmation of her status in the mansion.
But Yang Fan had some doubts in his heart: "Shangyuan song and dance performance?"
Wu Meiniang rubbed her forehead and remained silent, knowing that Yang Fan had made another cognitive error, so she had to explain carefully.
It turns out that the Shangyuan Song and Dance Competition is held in Chang'an once a year.
The participants included not only karaoke actors, but also various literary talents and even some entertainers.
It is equivalent to the Spring Festival Gala in later generations, but with a competitive nature.
