Chapter 8: Evolution (4)

Xiaoxue was bored, and sat by the window, looking at the pool in a daze for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Bai Fan sat opposite, pouring himself a glass of wine with a wine jug, "The identity is different, the treatment is different." The wine here is still a burning knife that has been stored for ten years, smells mellow, and the throat is pure and strong, well, good wine. ā€

When Xiao Xue heard this, she sneered: "Tsk, I changed my clothes, and I also became a scholar with a crepe, and what I said was all teasing." ā€

"Didn't you say you had to look like it! You don't look like a gangster, so it's better to pay attention. Bai Fan lowered his head, wearing a cyan robe on his body, with wide sleeves and long collars, wrapped around his thin monkey figure, looking still good-looking, quite the temperament of a handsome son.

I have to say that Xiaoxue's taste in picking clothes is very good, and she can see what color and style of clothing everyone is suitable for, as if she has specialized in research, and her vision is unique and just right.

Xiaoxue glanced at him obliquely, supported her chin with her hand, and threw a joke: "Listen to what you mean, we pretend to be a little husband and wife, shouldn't we do some interesting things between husband and wife?"

"Ahem, ahem......" Bai Fan choked on a sip of wine and coughed non-stop while holding on to the table. "Can you be like a normal girl?"

"No, you can't. "Will you die if you don't make some scary jokes?" "Yes." "You're ridiculous!" "Yes, you care about me." ā€

There was a sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the quiet auction, and the passing messenger paused for a moment and went about his business.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, it's quiet. Bai Fan covered Xiaoxue's noisy mouth, and glanced out the window: "Someone is coming." ā€

Xiaoxue wondered, "Someone is here when they come, why are you so nervous." ā€

Bai Fan's face was calm, and he didn't know what he was looking at. His intuition told him that the people who came were not simple, and it was good to be vigilant.

"Who the hell is coming, look at the ...... that scares you" Xiaoxue looked at his gaze amusedly, and before she finished speaking, she couldn't laugh.

In the box opposite, the messenger opened the curtains, revealing the distinguished guests who had just entered inside.

Xiaoxue was shocked and hurriedly pulled down the curtains, blocking the world outside.

How is ......that possible? He's here too?

As if the girl who had been hit hard, her face turned pale, and she patted her chest vigorously and exhaled, as if she was questioning something impossible, and she was at a loss for what to do.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Fan was frightened by her.

"Why is he here?Why is he here?Why is he here......" Xiaoxue seemed to have fallen into a magic barrier, and said a sentence vigorously, talking to herself, over and over again. Her mind was so messy that she couldn't listen to what others were saying, and she only thought about one thing: the demon was here.

That's right, the man who made her panic and mess up was the second prince Huang Li.

Bad fate, the Central Plains and his party, I met this big demon everywhere.

Two

In the west box, Huang Li was lying crookedly on the soft seat, with a casual posture.

The envoy with a smile on his face stood respectfully by the side of the door, crossed his hands like sleeves, and said with a smile: "Your nobles are coming, and you are not welcomed." The auction is about to start, I don't know what the nobles brought, and please entrust it to the villain for temporary safekeeping. ā€

Huang Li glanced at the envoy lightly: "Are there rules?"

"Yes, what you said is right, this is the rule of Huiyingtang, those who come are guests, and those who hold stickers are even more distinguished guests. The messenger bowed his head with thick eyebrows and fine eyes, and did not look at the nobleman squarely.

"I only have one box, if it's a rule, we won't break it, just give it to you. Huang Li's right hand took out a delicate wooden box from his sleeve, and a red peony was depicted on the cover, and two carps swam shallow under the flowers and leaves, like living creatures.

He threw the wooden box at the messenger casually, dusted off a little wrinkle on the noble purple clothes, and opened the peach blossom fan with his left hand.

The messenger held the wooden box in his hand, and his eyes sharpened to see a playful smile on the corner of the nobleman's mouth.