Handan, the capital of Eastern Zhao, because of the upcoming holding of the Four Nations Elite Conference, many foreign visitors gathered from all directions.

In order to see the excitement of the elite meeting of the four countries, the literati and ink writers came in pairs, and the businessmen saw the business opportunities, and while watching the elite competition, they took the opportunity to earn some silver, and of course, there were also those who came purely to see the excitement. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sudden increase in the number of immigrants promoted the development of commerce in Handan, making the city more lively and prosperous than before, and the coming and going carriages made the lively streets more crowded.

The luxurious black jewel-encrusted carriage with the emblem of the palace of the king of Chen drove slowly down the wide but crowded streets, and even though it was the end of the Shen period, that is, at five o'clock in the afternoon in modern times, other carriages still staggered by from time to time.

Ling Shaofeng, whose red hair was like a bewitching nature, sat cross-legged in the carriage, holding an interesting book in one hand, a little red plum on the long white dress, embellished with her careless and indifferent eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her voice was cold and indifferent.

"Ruthless, go to the Yunlai Inn!"

The hand holding the reins ruthlessly tightened, and now he admired and respected Mrs. in his heart, but he was very embarrassed to hear Mrs. 's words, and the black carriage moved slowly and leisurely along the crowd, "Madam, the master said that Handan City is now loose and tight, so that his subordinates must send Mrs. back home safely." ”

The ruthless and cold voice was a little concerned, although he didn't think that with Madame's current unfathomable martial arts, there were still a few people who were Madame's opponents, but it was still necessary just in case, especially the master didn't like Madame's eldest brother Ling Yunxiao very much.

Ling Shaofeng casually threw the notebook in the corner of the carriage, took out the white hat that had been prepared long ago from the dark compartment, covered the red hair and delicate little face like a flower, tied the rope neatly with his little hands, and hid the whole person tightly.

"Concubine Ben made an appointment with her brother-in-law for dinner, and she will go home later!"

Before the words were finished, the people had come out, and the snow-white figure with a little red plum blossom flashed out of the black carriage like the wind, and jumped cleanly onto the roof next to the street, causing an exclamation from the pedestrians.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Yes, who is that, it's so good!"

The excited witnesses looked at the white figure that disappeared like a fairy, raised their fingers and exclaimed, wanting to ask where the beauty came from, but no one answered.

The cold face was ruthless and handsome, and he wanted to chase after him, but the carriage was unmanned and could not be thrown on the street.

Fortunately, Lou Shiyi and the four of them have been secretly following Mrs., as well as the two maids dressed as female secret guards, who should be chasing after them, so they drove the carriage to continue without hurrying.

Yunlai Inn, like other inns, is like a cloud because of the holding of the Four Nations Elite Meeting, and the Four Nations Elite Meeting has not yet started, and the Yunlai Inn is full of people, whether it is a Tianzi room or an inferior room, there is almost no one empty.

The lobby on the first floor of the inn can only accommodate ten tables and chairs, but thirteen tables and chairs are crammed in, making the originally spacious dining environment a little compact.

Fortunately, there were not many people still eating, and only three or four tables were seated.

Ling Shaofeng, who was in a white hat and white dress, strode into the inn, feeling a little relieved in his heart, it was good if there were few people and it was cold.

Another mysterious man wearing a silver mask and a dark red embroidered orchid robe, while Ling Shaofeng was floating into the inn in white like snow, he also took steady steps and entered the Yunlai Inn together.

The shopkeeper of Yunlai Inn was settling accounts behind the counter, and when he saw a guest coming, he immediately greeted him, "Whether the two guest officers are dining or staying in the hotel, the small shop is already full, if you want to stay in the hotel, the two of you are afraid that you can only find another place." ”

"Find someone! Dine! ”

"Find someone! Dine! ”

The two of them spoke at the same time, stopped talking at the same time, and looked at each other at the same time.

said that it was Ling Shaofeng who was wearing a white hat and couldn't see his face, the white clothes were as innocent as snow, exuding an elegant and indifferent temperament, and his indifferent eyes swept the man with a sexy and calm voice through the hood, and then looked at the shopkeeper.

"Prepare a table of good dishes, this girl wants to invite the guests of Tianzi No. 1 room to dine here!"

The man wore a silver mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes that had become deeper and deeper over the years, and with some vicissitudes of life, like sharp knives piercing through the looming hood, and looking coldly at the woman's equally cold eyes.

"Prepare a table of wine and food, this ...... Childe invites the guests of the fifth room to dine! ”

The cold and familiar voice came out faintly as the white-clothed young man turned around, making cold sweat break out in the palms of the shopkeeper who suddenly faced two such mysterious special guests.

The shopkeeper instantly knew who the white-clothed girl who turned around and walked to the window position was, this was Ling Ergongzi's sister-in-law in Dongzhao, the future Princess Ling Shaofeng.

The mysterious man and Ling Shaofeng retracted their gaze at almost the same time, and each turned around and walked towards the selected position, and the two actually made the same choice, both of them sat by the window, one in the front window and the other in the back window, sitting opposite each other, looking at each other.

The shopkeeper was shocked by the mysterious man's noble and extraordinary temperament and the attitude of freezing to death, and at the same time knew that the identity of this masked man was not trivial, and he must be a person who could not be offended.

In the face of the two people with different auras but who could not be offended, the attitude of mastery became more respectful, and he quietly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and walked between the two guests who were sitting opposite each other.

"Please wait a while, good wine and good food will come soon!"

The shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of the Yunlai Inn, the Yunlai Inn is the dark spot of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in Dongzhao, and the shopkeeper is of course also a character who has seen a big scene, although he is frightened, he is even more respectful, and he poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and then retreated.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, he immediately ran to the back and called Xiao San, asking him to go to the No. 5 room immediately to inform the guest, saying that someone invited him to dine downstairs, and the shopkeeper himself did not go up to the second floor, and personally went to Tianzi No. 1 to return to Ling Yunxiao, who was waiting for Ling Shaofeng.

Ling Shaofeng's slender white and tender little hand stretched out from the snow-white red sleeves, stroked the lower edge of the hat with one hand, elegantly picked up the teacup into the curtain, placed it on the thin lips of the small and delicate cherry, took a sip gently, and drank two more sips as if he was very satisfied, and then put it back on the wooden table.

The man in the dark red robe and wearing a silver mask, his slender and beautiful fingers gently picked up the cup, first smelled the fragrance of the tea, couldn't help frowning, took a sip gently, and then directly pushed it aside and stopped drinking.

The three or four tables of people eating in the inn felt the quiet and strange atmosphere, and the sound of talking and chatting gradually disappeared, and they all turned their heads to look at the two people who exuded no one approaching.

Looking at the girl's white clothes like snow red plums, her cold and indifferent temperament is rare in the world.

Looking at the man's dark red robe like blood in the night, even just sitting there was a kind of majestic pressure, mysterious and incompatible with the inn.

The two are opposite each other, relatively silent, but they seem to be communicating. (To be continued.) )