Pingxi General Mu Hanguang is a young and talented man, a new member of the dynasty, who is unparalleled in the limelight.
The distinguished nobleman of Kyoto craned his neck and counted the number of ladies who visited his house every day.
I kept counting until my neck was sore and my mood was defeated. Even the Queen couldn't bear her temper and issued an order to urge him.
Mu Hanguangfang pulled the little tea-making girl aside and said lazily: "You haven't noticed yet, but I already have a crush on you?"
Fu Yuanqing poured a cup of hot tea on his hand: "Master, are you kidding me?"
"Jokes are only for outsiders. When facing insiders, I will only giggle."
"Look, I'm giving you a smile..."
Mu Hanguang smiled silly and silly, but it made Fu Yuanqing feel cold all over.
One day, Mu Hanguang was lying on the beauty's couch, with half of her long legs exposed. She rolled half a bottle of glass beads onto the couch, picking them up and playing with them.
Suddenly he picked up a black and white one.
He took the opportunity to talk to Fu Yuanqing on the side.
"Qingqing, what is this one called?"
Fu Yuanqing glanced at him briefly and slowly said two words: "eyeballs".
Mu Hanguang chewed silently for a long time, but finally felt that it was very abrupt to put the word "eyeball" in a nickname like pearl amber.
Squeezing the still elastic touch, a pair of blue eyes almost fell.
He lost the thing and ran out.
Half a day later, he left and came back.
Fu Yuanqing straightened the hem of his skirt, with a determined smile on his lips, and patted a newly ink-laden He Li book on the case.
"Concubine..." It's really not to my liking, so why not let her go while this is the case?
"Qingqing, look!" Fu Yuanqing choked on his words.
As if offering a treasure, Mu Hanguang held out two skull cups with beautiful patterns and embroidery.
Intention: The stars embrace the lonely moon