Before Mr. Huang could react, he was directly hit in the head by a jade plate, and he was about to have a seizure, but when he saw the two words on the jade plate, he was speechless.

His voice trembled slightly: "Yu... Feather... The Feathered Boy ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the body that had just been erected knelt directly on the ground.

Everyone is starting to be curious, how can Mr. Huang, who was still aggressive and arrogant just now, get here and go.

"Eh, what's going on, why is this all of a sudden?"

"I'm just curious about who he is talking about."

Lan Wan'er walked up to Mr. Huang in two steps, squatted down and looked at Mr. Huang at eye level.

"Remember, not everyone you can provoke, in the future, this Qingjitang... Fengyun Street, there will be no more Mr. Huang. ”

After speaking, he picked up his jade plate and left the scene, as for the little girl, she could only ask for more blessings.

Lan Xuan'er didn't have a loud voice, but it made everyone hear it clearly.

Now they can't guess who this boy is, they're stupid!

"Fengyun Street? The one who can expel people from Fengyun Street can't be ......"

"Damn, I actually saw the Lord of Fengyun Street today, the only heir of the legendary Chinese Medicine Doctor Valley?!"

"I thought it was an old man or something, this boy is so young and has a bright future!"

Everyone was discussing excitedly, but only Mr. Huang was still sitting on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

In the teahouse, the hall on the first floor was bustling, everyone was opening their mouths to speak, and after speaking, they picked up the tea bowl in front of them and drank it in one gulp.

The second floor has a rare purity, separated from the noise of the first floor, and each compartment is hung with nostalgia, hanging rows of beads.

The smell of tea wafts in the air, mixed with the scent of soothing incense, which gives people peace of mind.

Wei Xuanyun sat in one of the private rooms, and there was a small window in their place, and they could see a circular stage in the hall, which was reserved for the storyteller.

Wei Xuanyun's slender fingers knocked on the table boringly, making a regular clicking sound, and even a woman would be jealous of her white hands.

"Big guy, be quiet, be quiet, what I bring to you today can be described as earth-shattering."

Below, there was a voice with a strong tone, which was strange to say, and the voice on the first floor magically quieted down.

Wei Xuanyun looked down, the circular venue where there was no one just now was now sitting on the table and chair next to the barrier, only to see that the person was wearing a narrow-sleeved green coat, with two mustaches, holding a fan in his hand, and the ruler on the table was the prop he had just slapped the table.

"That day, the sun was shining, and the boy in the feather coat was strolling down the street, and he saw a pharmacy bully bullying the little girl......"

The storyteller gushed endlessly underneath, how noble the feather-clad boy depicted, how untainted by the dust of the world.

"King Wei, it's rare to see that you're interested in a person, why, it's rare to see you so attentive."

Wei Xuanyun, who was named, wore an elegant brocade robe, a simple jade crown with a dazzling tassel on her head, and her jet-black black hair poured down, and the wisps were scattered around her shoulders.

The eyes are like stars, under the high bridge of the nose, the lips are as bright as snow cherries, and the lines on the face are extremely perfect.

Hearing the man's ridicule, Wei Xuanyun's face was still bland: "The thirteenth prince is too worried. ”

The thirteenth prince is named Long Jingyu, and the mother concubine followed the emperor who was still a prince at the time before the emperor ascended the throne, and now she can be regarded as a favorite.

"Thirteenth brother, you ridiculous person doesn't seem right, why did it end up on King Wei's head."

It was Long Jingyi, the sixth prince, who spoke, with a somewhat elegant voice with an attractive charm, and his bright eyes like stars with a gentle smile.

The Seventh Prince Long Jingjue sat aside, and what caught his eye was a soft and handsome face, with slender eyebrows, deep eyes, slightly thin lips, and a feminine face with a little indifference, without saying a word.

"That's not right for you, since King Wei came to this Snow Dragon Country, I have never seen King Wei think so intently, isn't there someone in my heart?"

Long Jingyu didn't care about Long Jingyi's words at all, opened the folding fan in his hand, covered his mouth and chuckled.

The main person being discussed is holding the cup at this time, with slender fingers, and it is beautiful in a flash.

The man of the heart?

A face suddenly appeared in Wei Xuanyun's mind, with delicate long black hair and a brocade ribbon all tied up.

The appearance of Hang'er Langdang, coupled with a heartless smile, makes it difficult to associate with the words "lady".

His complexion suddenly softened, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked, not knowing when he could see him again?

The Boy of the Feather Coat......

"I... My God, sixth brother, pinch me, did I see something I shouldn't see! ”

Long Jingyu had been paying attention to Wei Xuanyun, and the smile on his face crashed into his eyes, but he hid directly behind Long Jingyi as if he had seen a ghost.

Long Jingyi and Long Jingjue looked at Wei Xuanyun who was not smiling, and they really saw that smile at this moment, and the coldness on their faces was reduced a lot.

This really made the hearts of the three young people feel a full shock.