Meng Rutian, who was originally the organizer of the recital, the second prince with an unpredictable expression, and the virtuous prince who was as elegant as an immortal, as well as the calm and leisurely, and the shadowless who wanted to repay the token were all thrown behind by Ling Yiyi.

Dressed in a purple robe, with a sarcastic sneer on his handsome face, he raised his feet and walked in the direction of Xiaoyao.

"I don't know, when did the owner of the Carefree Village, who has always been clean and self-conscious and not stained with the slightest woman, be so familiar with Miss Ling, and she is still messing around in front of you?"

While talking, he didn't forget, and glanced at the gorgeous robe of the owner of the Xiaoyao Village, which was covered with footprints by Ling Yiyi.

Who doesn't know that Chu Xiaoyao, the owner of Xiaoyaozhuang, is the richest and most difficult to figure out the world's demon-like existence, only twenty-one years old, but with his own ability, he won the world's first village with his bare hands - Xiaoyaozhuang.

Xiaoyaozhuang is the first village in the world, holding the largest money village in the world, so rich that the emperors of all countries are red-eyed, but they dare not eliminate the storage zài.

It is said that Chu Xiaoyao, the owner of Xiaoyao Village, the most hated animal is a woman, and now she is twenty-one years old, at an age when everyone else is a biological child and children can play soy sauce, there is no woman around, and even the person who serves is Xiao Si!

Some people say that there are no maids in Xiaoyao Village, all of them are Xiao Si, because the owner Chu Xiaoyao has broken sleeves and is a good man, so he doesn't like women to get close.

Of course, rumors are just rumors, but what is the truth? No one knew, and he didn't dare to ask, unless he wanted to be retaliated against by the owner of the village, and his family was ruined.

Chu Xiaoyao's slender fingers flicked his robe lightly, and his same cold eyes met King Xian's cold and inquiring gaze disapprovingly.

"Didn't you hear it just now? The owner of the village called Yiyi as his sister, of course, he regarded her as a sister. My own sister is coquettish with the owner of the village, that's a kind of fun, and I don't want to understand it as an only son! ”

After speaking, Chu Xiaoyao's expression had already returned to an indifferent appearance, just like the smile and childishness just now, as well as the behavior of an idiot, were all fake, and they had never happened!

Chu Xiaoyao turned his head and looked at Meng Rutian, who was still standing in place and was protected by the second prince.

"Miss Meng's chanting meeting, I won't mind if the owner of the village also participates!"

It's obviously a question, but it carries an imperative determination.

The cold eyes are as dark as a forest, and people are lost in them, and they can't find any way out.

Meng Rutian's eyes were unconsciously attracted, and he naturally leaned over and saluted, "Rutian has seen the owner of Chu Zhuang, and it is an honor for Rutian to invite the owner of Chu Zhuang!" ”

The owner of this Xiaoyao Village has always disliked to show her face, and she also met by chance, so she was familiar, and with the words of King Xian, she was finally affirmed, and she became more and more respectful.

Chu Xiaoyao didn't appreciate Meng Rutian's affection at all, and raised his hand to make a gesture in the direction of the stairs. "Then the owner of the village is not welcome, King Xian, please! Second prince please! ”

The virtuous prince replied elegantly, "Lord Chu, please!" ”

Then, the two walked up the wooden stairs hand in hand and walked side by side!

A purple noble figure, as gentle and elegant as an immortal, and an ice-blue noble and upright figure, indifferent and ruthless like a demon.

The second prince waved his ink-colored long sleeves, suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Yan Sù's handsome face was slightly stiff, and he followed behind the two, and there were too many things in his eyes to speak.

Meng Rutian walked half a step behind the second prince, with a beautiful smile in her elegant atmosphere, looking at the second prince from time to time, and the deep love in her eyes could be conveyed without expression.

A figure with an ink-colored protective posture, tall and handsome, solemn, a pure white petite figure, graceful and ashamed.

The four scenery goes up the wooden staircase directly to the second floor of the finely carved Fengxue Building.

Fengxue Building, the largest restaurant in Sheng'an, the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, is luxurious and exquisite Fengxue Building with a strong smell of books, and with the heroic atmosphere outside the Guan, and has the best good tea and wine in Sheng'an.

It can not only meet the needs of literati and ink writers to write poems and paintings, but also meet the needs of martial artists to drink and talk, so it is loved by everyone! Even when the prince and princess leave the palace, they like to come here to drink and compose poems, and taste food and wine casually.

Fengxue Building has one thing in common with other ancient houses, that is, it has not been built very high, only four stories high, but it is the tallest among the houses of Sheng'an Restaurant, of course, it cannot be compared with the Imperial Palace.

The first floor of the Fengxue Building is the lobby, full of tables, chairs and benches, for the general people to dine and drink, of course, you can also drink poetry and make a pair, if you still want to show your talents, you can go to the lobby by the backyard direction of the high platform.

The high platform is a specially designed stage, leaning on the high wall facing north and facing south, is a rectangular high platform about one zhang high, about fifteen zhang long, about ten zhang wide, very simple, the top is hung around the red veil.

The second floor is for the literati and ink writers, Miss Childe's favorite Five Arts Pavilion, which is divided into five large compartments, two large and four small compartments.

Outside the door of the big wing, there are hanging out: piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, dance, several big characters dragon flying phoenix dance hanging outside the door, generally Wang Sun Guizi likes to book the wing.

There are also relatively small signs hanging outside the door of the small chamber, namely: spring breeze, summer rain, autumn leaves, and winter snow, which ordinary literati and ink writers can afford.

Here, in Ling Yiyi's memory, the original owner has also come several times, but it seems that every time he comes after the second prince's buttocks, and every time the second prince and Meng Rutian leave together, leaving her alone, and sometimes even having to pay.

Thinking of this, Ling Yiyi was a little unhappy, although she more or less moved back a game downstairs just now, but the silver that was paid, but if she didn't come back, it was only ......

The corners of Ling Yiyi's mouth hooked a faint arc, her innocent smile was extremely bright, and she walked forward with elegant steps.

"By the way, then Meng Ru booked that room?"

The bright smile made Mo Lan, who was protecting her, almost stunned, and doubts flashed in her eyes, and when she suddenly heard Ling Yiyi's answer, she immediately said, "It's Shuge."

Tie Lan and Hui Lan followed behind the two of them for half a step, and at a glance they saw the smile on the corner of Ling Yiyi's mouth, Yi knew Ling Yi Tielan very well in her heart, it seemed that someone was going to be tricked by Miss again, and a rare smile appeared on Mu Ne's face.

Although Huilan didn't understand why the young lady suddenly smiled so brightly, she thought it was because she had beaten the owner of the first village in the world just now! It's just that why did Tielan laugh too? She couldn't understand this.

Ling Yiyi pondered quietly, and the cherry gently spit out, "Library!" ”

Could it be that Meng Rutian is also doubting her own authenticity like the old lady, or, in other words, the shrewd second prince is also like the old lady, and has become curious about her authenticity.

So Meng Rutian, who was born with the original owner and had never invited the other party, invited her to come to Fengxue Building to participate in the recital, obviously because she was reciting poetry, but she actually wanted to see her handwriting.

You know, no matter how much a person changes, of course, that handwriting can't change.

Thinking of this, Ling Yiyi's expression turned cold, and Liu Yue's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Sister, why are you walking so fast, my brother can't keep up!"

A beautiful jet-black head shook in front of Ling Yiyi from the side, innocently looking at Ling Yiyi, who was frowning.

As soon as Ling Yiyi raised her head, she almost kissed the head, and her body reacted instantly, and a fist with a sharp fist style instantly hit the head.

The pair of eyes on his head that were so clear that Ling Yiyi hated flashed, and the thick big hand was towards Ling Yiyi's small hand, wanting to grasp Ling Yiyi's little hand in the big hand.

Ling Yiyi saw that the head was a fake fool Chu Yao, her dark eyes flashed slightly, and the men and women couldn't accept it clearly, of course they couldn't shake his hand.

Ling Yiyi instantly withdrew her fist, her body naturally lowered her waist backwards, holding the hand of the leather whip, holding the ground with one hand, her body rose into the air with the help of force, and her right heel kicked directly to Xiaoyao's chin.

As soon as Tielan saw that Ling Yiyi was being bullied by the owner of Xiaoyao Village, she stood competently, and immediately clenched her fists with both hands and attacked Chu Xiaoyao from behind Ling Yiyi. It's just that.......

It's just that her fist hasn't been next to the corner of Chu Xiaoyao's clothes, she was pointed again, and her body was frozen and couldn't move, and then in the next moment, she was carried aside by a man in black with one hand.

It's like pitying a rag.

Tie Lan's unpleasant memories instantly returned to her mind, and her big eyes stared fiercely at the man in black who threw her aside.

It's this annoying man again, last time he clicked his acupoint and carried himself like a rice bag, and now it's him again, why is she so back, and met this man in black?

Tielan forgot about it, not because of her luck, but because of her young lady Ling Yiyi's luck, she just became an unlucky person with luck.

Here, Chu Xiaoyao took a step back, his powerful big hand was across his chest, and he pressed down Ling Yiyi's right foot, which was almost to his chest, and his powerful big hand stretched forward, leaning over and hooking the thin waist that was half-bent like an arched bridge.

How could Ling Yiyi let him succeed, the retracted fist turned into a palm, and the ground with both hands was about to roll outward.

At this moment, the tragedy happened again, Ling Yiyi forgot that she was now wearing an ancient long skirt, and she was still wearing a pure white fur on her back, and her other hand happened to support the fur, pressing the fur tightly underneath, and she fell as soon as she flipped over.

Just when Ling Yiyi thought that she was going to be finished again this time, suddenly her petite body lightened.

A pair of hands with hands grabbed her arms tightly, lifted her whole body up, and avoided the tragedy of another.

Ling Yiyi's little hand gently patted his little heart, and looked at the person who saved him gratefully, and was stunned for a moment.

When did she become so popular, and dared to work for two nobles to stretch out their hand of friendship, save her from the dire situation, and save her face from danger.