When Jun Wuji returned to the mansion, he began to worry, and the national teacher asked him to invite Miss Meng over, but is Miss Dream so easy to invite?! What to do?!

I have to say that there are no more gentlemen, and they are only in their twenties, but they were made to sigh by Zimo and Meng Jinxi, like an elderly man.

Zhu Zijin saw Jun Wujie sighing alone in the hall, and stepped forward with a burst of pity in his heart, helped Jun Wuji straighten his collar, and said, "Wuji, what's wrong?!" So anxious. ”

Jun Wuju didn't speak, just looked at Zhu Zijin lightly, and suddenly took her in his arms, rested his chin on Zhu Zijin's neck, and took a few deep breaths.

Smelling the faint fragrance of bamboo on Zhuzijin's body, gradually, his anxious mood calmed down, and said: "Zijin, I went to see the national teacher today, and the national teacher has promised me to save the painting・・・・・・

"Really?!" Hearing the good news, Zhu Zijin said with a little surprise.

Jun Wuji listened to Zhu Zijin's happy voice, and his heart was stabbed fiercely, and then said: "But..."

For the first time, Jun Wujie felt that he was so useless, and he couldn't bear to say this.

Zhu Zijin couldn't hear Jun Wuji's words, he was a little anxious, frowned, and asked, "Wuji, but what?" Say! ”

Jun Wujie listened to her anxious voice, his eyes flickered, he closed his eyes, and his voice trembled a little and said, "The National Teacher has a condition, he wants us to invite Miss Dream to come tomorrow. ”

When Zhu Zijin heard this, he was also embarrassed, after all, they knew that Meng Jinxi was definitely not a person who could be invited if he wanted to!

But... If they don't come, what will happen to their shirts?!

Just when the two of them were struggling with whether to invite or not, suddenly they came and threw in a feather, with a copy, and flew in the direction of Zhuzijin.

Jun Wujie's eyes are fast, and his two slender fingers are holding the feather.

At that moment, he let go of the bamboo and flew to the door with light skills, and said, "Who is coming?!" Why did you attack my wife?! ”

But when he reached the door, there was no one outside, it was empty.

Jun Wuji looked at the feather in his hand again, the feather was about the size of a palm, soft and smooth, obviously not an ordinary feather.

A letter was tucked between the feathers.

Ju Wuzhi took down the letter, and the handwriting on the columns was graceful like a cloud, and Juanxiu did not lose that dignity.

A few words were written on it: 'At noon the next day, I will visit, Mengxi respectfully.' ’

Jun Wuji's brows were gradually dissolved.

Now, he was relieved.

Zhu Zijin saw that Jun Wujue's face gradually improved, and he regained his previous look, and he was curious for a moment, so he walked over and looked at the note in Jun Wujue's hand.

After reading the words clearly, I took a deep breath and smiled.

Meng Jinxi, who was in the inn, had already taken off the plum blossom mask on her face, revealing a stunning appearance, standing by the window, faintly 'looking' out of the window, not knowing whether her decision was right or wrong.

Tomorrow is unknown.

Xiao Jiu was puzzled by Lala Eleven's sleeve and asked quietly, "Brother, why does my mother want to go to Wenmo Houfu tomorrow?!"

Didn't you say you weren't going to take care of it?! ”

Eleven glanced at Meng Jinxi, then at Xiao Jiu, shook his head gently, and said, "Xiao Jiu, my mother has a reason for her mother's mother, don't ask, okay?!" ”

Xiao Jiu nodded as if she didn't understand, since her mother didn't like it, then she didn't ask・・・・・

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