couldn't resist her, and the final result was that Lan Junyao held Lan Qingyue, followed by Lu Zhirun's master and servant, and headed in the direction of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

The four of them stood outside the Drunken Immortal Building, it was almost noon at this time, the most people were eating, and the flow of people coming and going almost overwhelmed the four of them, Lan Junyao frowned, and at a glance, she saw a little brother waving in their direction.

He walked a few steps briskly to separate the crowded crowd, "Xiaoqu has seen Miss Lan, Master Lan, the younger one is waiting by the side of the eighth master, and I am here to greet the two of you at the order of the eighth master." "This little guy is Mo Yi put on the clothes of a servant boy and waits here. Mo Yi's original name was Du Qu, and after he became Ling Qixuan's secret guard, he changed his name to Mo Yi.

"The eighth master is so blessed, even the people who serve around him are such handsome little brothers. Lan Junyao laughed and said, this little brother has red lips and white teeth, and a delicate face, it is really a waste to be a little girl, and a picture in his heart can't help but imagine.

"Young Master Xiaoqu, how did you do such a rough job, let it go, let the master see it, and blame us for not taking care of you. Xiaoqu, who had a delicate appearance, only took an inkstone, and his face was already pale, and the servants on the side hurriedly took it down, for fear that he would not be able to get out in one breath, so he passed.

"Ahem, young master, I... How can you be so vain as you say?" Xiaoqu glanced at the servant with displeasure, his eyes were red, this cute appearance was so flattering.

"Miss Lan, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Qu stretched out his hand and waved a few times in front of Lan Junyao's eyes, how could Miss Lan be stunned in place, and looking at the weird smile on the corner of her mouth, how could he have a bad premonition.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go inside. The more Lan Junyao thought about it, the more feasible this kind of thing became, and she looked at Xiaoqu meaningfully, and it was really a potential one.

When she saw it, Xiaoqu suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, obviously it was noon when the sun was high, but he felt that the cold was born from the soles of his feet, and he sighed in his heart, why did he come every time he met Miss Lan, no, he must apply to the prince to change posts with Mo Er, for fear of seeing anything else rich from Lan Junyao, Xiaoqu took the first step and led them towards the private room.

Xiaoqu led them directly to a private room on the second floor, pushed open the door, and saw a screen with heavy ink and heavy dyeing. Water lilies are planted in a moon-white pot with dark color strokes next to it.

The room is smoked with charcoal at just the right temperature, the green leaves are spread on the white stones, and the pink petals are stretched out layer by layer, and the body is small and soft, like a fairy lying in the water with a smile and drunkenness. Only this screen and a flower, the noble atmosphere of the room is fully revealed.

I chose a good place. Lan Junyao walked around the screen, and there was a pearwood long table near the window, and there were several yellow stools of the same style on both sides of the table. The window sash is ajar, and the breeze jumps in through the window, blowing the fragrance of the room.

The three of them sat opposite each other at the table, and in the middle of the table was a white porcelain bottle with a Yalan backing, surrounded by several ivory-white cups, and the aroma of fruit wine could not suppress the nose of Lan Junyao.

When he saw them coming, one of them got up and beckoned them to take their seats. When he saw that there was one more person next to their brother and sister, the man raised his eyebrows, "Who is this?"

"Lu Zhirun, the young hall master of the Lower Suo Yutang, has given a salute to the two sons. Although Lan Junyao did not tell him the identities of the two, but seeing that the three of them were dressed luxuriously and could make friends with Xiangye's children, they would not be general.

"Fortunately. Ling Yi returned the salute, "I invited you to be a guest, and you brought someone else with you, what is this?" Ling Yi smiled and waited for Lan Junyao's answer, which also meant to be said to Lu Zhirun.

They don't know the young hall master of Suoyutang, but they have heard of the fame, the royal jewelry workshop of the palace. But today, the three of them invited the two brothers and sisters of the Lan family, and there was an unknown stranger here, which was a little unpleasant.

As soon as An Ning heard that the young hall master of Suo Yutang actually knew Lan Junyao, his eyes suddenly glowed like stars, and he saw that Lu Zhirun was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Yaoyao, come and sit here. An Ning patted the seat next to her and beckoned her to take a seat. Suo Yutang's things are very delicate, but every time the supply to the palace is limited, every time she can't wait to put those treasures into the account, she always has no choice but to share them with others.

How could Lan Junyao not understand what An Ning's idea was, but she couldn't control this kind of thing, so she went with An Ning.

"I didn't stipulate that if you invited me, I won't be allowed to invite anyone else, Brother Lu, you don't have to worry about him, just sit down. Lan Junyao patted Lu Zhirun on the shoulder arrogantly, looking like a good posture of the two brothers.

Ling Qixuan was originally calmly drinking a little wine, watching Xiao Jing's face change slightly, his eyes brushed over Lan Junyao's hand patting Lu Zhirun's shoulder, and the slightest murderous aura forced a straight line in the air, attacking the two of them.

Lu Zhirun was glanced at by him, and suddenly felt that all the pores on his body were open, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy, and under Ling Qixuan's eyes, he was finally defeated, and moved away from Lan Junyao's hands without a trace.

"I'm cheeky and bothering a few people. When the words fell, Lu Zhirun picked a place that he thought was relatively safe and sat down, and he suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to have gone to the wrong banquet today.

Lan Junyao sat down beside An Ning, reached out and poured herself a glass of fruit wine, put it to her mouth, and threw it away.

"Drink slowly, it's a stamina. Ling Qixuan's eyes fell on Lan Junyao, who was sitting diagonally opposite him from time to time, deliberately suppressing his thoughts about her, and he didn't know when she was like a poppy, always making herself want to stop.

"Ahem... Cough..."As soon as the words fell, as if to respond to peace, Lan Junyao stroked her chest and began to cough.

I don't know what kind of fruit is brewed from this fruit wine, and the mouth is full of fragrance, and I can't wait to swallow the cup together. Lan Junyao was about to pour herself another glass, when she suddenly felt a heat rushing up from her lower abdomen, her throat and eyes immediately became hot, and tears were about to burst out of her eyes.

Ling Qixuan handed over the cup in his hand, Lan Junyao didn't look at who it was, just drank the cup with a cow, and the burning pain was relieved a lot. She cleared her throat and wanted to say thank you, but she saw a table of people staring at the cup in her hand like a ghost, and Ling Qixuan was the only one watching the scenery outside the window.

Lan Junyao's brain began to work, she vaguely remembered that when she first entered this room, Ling Qixuan was drinking tea with it, and she finally understood where the surprised eyes of others came from. Holding a white porcelain cup in his hand, he can't put it or take it.