Staying in the academy, Wu Zheng became more and more bored. Mo Han has learned to ride a horse, and he is his good buddy Luochen Church. Now, Wu Zheng can't even catch up with Mo Han's horse legs, so he has to ride his uncompetitive foal every day to follow around.

In recent days, Xiaohua has been hiding, sometimes not going to class at all, looking for a place to relax. There are many students in the college, but the courses offered are all different. When she encounters something interesting, Xiaohua simply becomes a bystander and listens to it with relish.

It's just that Xiaohua's move made the beard anxious. The first thing he had to do every day on horseback was to find his old rivals. If you find out that people don't come today, then you won't have a good face this morning. Especially for those who have never touched a horse, his temper is even worse.

He shouted at the scholars and reprimanded them, and with a whip in his hand, he went up and beat them a few times if anyone was afraid of the horses any longer. Although this approach is a bit ruthless, the effect is still good, at least, this group of scholars is no longer afraid of horses. Or rather, they are more afraid of beards than of horses.

Incidents of falling horses often happen, and the bearded man is dismissive of the comparison, as if he has seen too much. But this situation was extremely terrible in the eyes of the little man, and his hand tightly grasped the reins of the horse, for fear that one of the ropes would accidentally come off, and then he would rotate three hundred and sixty degrees in the air and finally land perfectly.

Miraculously, however, the horses under him were unusually docile, and they had not rioted since Dustfall took over him. Come to think of it, it's the idol's credit. He has a mysterious confidence in his idol Xiaohua, and he firmly believes that he is the one who is blessed by Xiaohua.

In the past two days, Wong Tai Sin has not made any movement, and he has not dared to come out to sell fakes again. Wu Zheng thought in his heart, without this old man doing things, the academy would be a little quiet. Now Wu Zheng understands that this Wong Tai Sin is the soul of this academy. With him, this academy is full of life.

In the afternoon of the banquet, Xiaohua chose a pink robe. For this reason, the old housekeeper also deliberately rushed over from the house, and after a tiring journey all the way, he almost vomited blood from the bumps. He brought not only Xiaohua's clothes alone, but a total of four sets. There are two people, Wu Zheng and Luochen, and there is another set, but it is women's clothing.

Wu Zheng and Luochen's clothes are not as unconventional as Xiaohua's, and they look much more regular. What was prepared for Luochen was a black dress, and Xiaohua felt that other colors might not necessarily like it. Simply, let the housekeeper choose a black dress.

As for Wu Zheng's, Xiaohua threw a sentence to the housekeeper: "You look at the selection." As a result, this outfit became the most difficult choice for the old butler. If he chooses well, Xiaohua will not praise him. But once the choice is not in line with Xiaohua's wishes, then the scolding is certain. However, the old housekeeper obviously thought too much, so Xiaohua didn't care what Wu Zheng worn. If it weren't for the fact that he felt that Wu Zheng would lose his face if he didn't dress well, he wouldn't have bothered to prepare clothes for Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng put on new clothes and took a photo in front of the bronze mirror triumphantly, he was very handsome. The clothes are yellow with some floral decorations. Wu Zheng was very satisfied with this and smiled from ear to ear. While tidying up, he said to Xiaohua and Luochen, "Am I good-looking?"

Luochen only glanced at it faintly, and then ignored it.

It was Xiaohua who said approvingly: "The clothes are good." ”

"yes. Wu Zheng was happy when he heard it.

However, Xiaohua even had a follow-up sentence: "It's just this person a little." Speaking of this, Xiaohua looked tangled, frowned and shook her head.

Wu Zheng exhaled with his nose and glared at Xiaohua, he knew that if Xiaohua didn't hit himself for a day, it would not be Xiaohua. He stopped talking to Xiaohua and walked up the house happily.

The old housekeeper stood next to him, and when he saw that Wu Zheng liked it very much, he wiped the sweat on his head and breathed a long sigh of relief. In fact, he prepared more than one set of clothes for Wu Zhengke, for fear that Wu Zheng would not be satisfied.

Luochen's clothes also fit well, a black dress, which is very consistent with his temperament. Putting on his clothes, he didn't rush to the mirror to take a look, but took the lead in carrying his long sword.

Xiaohua was a little embarrassed, he looked at the long sword, and said lightly, "Can we not bring this sword tonight." ”

"No, I can't. Xiaohua didn't even finish speaking, and Luochen refused with a cold face, which was very simple. It's a bit nerve-wracking, and I don't know if you can bring weapons or anything like that to this banquet.

Seeing that the three of them had no other instructions, the old housekeeper said respectfully: "Young master, the old slave will retreat first, and the young lady is still waiting." With that, he bowed again and slowly exited the door.

"Oh. Xiaohua subconsciously responded, but the next moment, as if he heard something, he immediately called the housekeeper and said, "Wait a minute, what did you just say?"

The old butler was startled by the young master's cry, and immediately froze in place and did not dare to move. He looked a little trembling, and even began to tremble. He said in his heart, he didn't say the wrong thing, could it be that the young master wanted to kill himself?

Even so, he still pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "The old slave will retreat first." ”

Xiaohua shook her head, "No, one more sentence"

The old butler thought for a moment, and then said, "The young lady is still waiting." ”

"Yes, that's it. Xiaohua clapped her hands, hurriedly rushed to the old housekeeper, pointed to the other party's nose and asked, "Why are you looking for my daughter-in-law?" Xiaohua's tone was very domineering, quite a kind of dog to protect food. His wife, how can others touch it casually.

When the old butler heard this, he was stunned. What is the situation? I swear to myself, it has absolutely nothing to do with the young lady. He was so wronged, so wronged!

Xiaohua also seemed to feel that his tone was a little wrong, so he coughed dryly, and then changed his tone to a calmer tone and said again: "Young Master Ben just wants to ask what you are doing?"

The old butler breathed a sigh of relief. Young master, young master, can you not scare the villain, people can't help but scare when they are old. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Go and deliver the clothes." ”

"Send clothes?" Xiaohua heard this, and a bad thought came to her mind. Could it be that his daughter-in-law would also go to the banquet with him? So he was busy and asked the housekeeper, "She is also going to the banquet?"

"Young master mean young lady?" The old butler stared at his young master suspiciously, and he felt that the young master was about to get angry.

"I ask you if you are?" Xiaohua held her breath and straightened

stared at the old butler.

The old butler was a little frightened, and hurriedly replied, "Yes." ”

The next moment, Xiaohua's heart exploded. Damn the crown prince, what kind of heart is it that calls himself over, and even calls his daughter-in-law over. In this way, can it be regarded as thinking about his daughter-in-law?

The Nanyao delegation entered Beiliang City at 10 p.m. Suddenly, the Northern Liang Kingdom was boiling. There were many onlookers, almost crowding the entire main road of Beiliang City. Of course, they weren't here to welcome the Nan Yao Mission. They hate the southerners and have been instilled with the knowledge that the southerners are arrogant and unreasonable since they were young. Therefore, they are only here to watch the excitement and leave a little after-dinner conversation.

Prince Nanyao is still so arrogant, riding on a horse with a majestic appearance. Before he left, his father instructed him to show the people of the Northern Liang the momentum of their southerners. So, before he entered the city, he deliberately let the group of useless messengers into the carriage. According to his words, these civil officials are useless, and they will be embarrassed.

"Look, that's the so-called Prince of the South. From time to time, there are such remarks in the crowd.

"The person is good-looking, but he wears a little less, isn't he cold?

Actually, it's not to blame everyone for saying this, it's really that the other party is wearing less. This southerner prince has traveled all the way, and from time to time there will always be strange eyes projected in the past. This prince is really frost-resistant, and he wears a shoulder on a cold day.

The prince of Nanren is trying to maintain his pride at the moment. He is naturally very cold, and he is still a little unaccustomed to the cool climate of the north. But in order to show the so-called momentum, he insisted on wearing less. Only in this way can others see their muscles and show their strength. As for the strange gazes of the crowd, it seemed to him to be full of worship.

In the evening, the sky was nearly dark, and the four of them embarked on the road to the banquet. As for why there are four people, everyone already knows. This fourth person is the young lady of the Hua family.

I have to say that no matter what clothes this woman wears, she will give Xiaohua a refreshing feeling, which is a natural clothes rack. Except, of course, for white. Today, he is wearing a purple cheongsam, and his two big white legs are shaking and shaking in front of Xiaohua's eyes, so conspicuous. Xiaohua looked a little tempted, but in the end she insisted on holding back.

"Is it good-looking?" the woman looked at Xiaohua coldly with an expressionless face.

Xiaohua was a little embarrassed, withdrew her warm gaze, pouted and said, "Who is rare, this son has not seen it." As he spoke, he whistled to himself.

The woman was unmoved, and threatened in a cold tone: "If you dare to look at it again, you will be plucked out of your eyes." ”

Wu Zheng followed behind Xiaohua and the woman, he didn't dare to get closer, he always felt that there was a murderous aura between Xiaohua and the woman. At this moment, when I heard the woman say that she was going to pick her eyes, she was immediately frightened and her legs were weak. He hadn't eaten for a day, and even ate very little last night. He was waiting, preparing for the grand feast.

In this regard, Xiaohua can naturally see the meaning. It's nothing more than laughing at Wu Zheng and saying that he has no potential. Wu Zheng's operation is not once or twice, he is used to it. After all, Wu Zheng is a shameless person, what else can you say about him.