Chapter 703: Names and Shadows (Part II)

It didn't take long for the doorman to rush out, bow down and raise his hand, and said to Xiang Chengxian: "Sons, please!" Miss Xiang is already waiting! Xiang Chengxian smiled proudly and straightened in.

Fang Yingwu was quite emotional, and couldn't help but mutter: "The name is sharp, how many people in the world can see it?" Now even the prostitutes understand the philosophy."

In a blink of an eye, he saw that Xiang Chengxian had already entered the gate, leaving only a back for himself, so he hurriedly followed up, and if he didn't keep up, he would be thrown away.

The eight people at the door are in charge of greeting guests at the door, and there are naturally other small people leading the way, bypassing the two corridors and entering a quiet inner courtyard at the east end. Then the little guy stopped and let the guests go in on their own.

In the distance, I saw a pink figure standing on the edge of the flowers, supported by maids on both sides. Getting closer, Fang Yingwu stared. This lady is indeed as rumored to have a golden hair, her eyes are like blue waves, and the exotic style is coming, but her facial features are still the appearance of people from the Central Plains.

Probably a half-breed, Fang Ying judged very skillfully in his heart. It's just that what makes Fang Yingwu very curious is that this Fan Xiang'er doesn't know where the old bustard got it from, and she doesn't know what kind of blood she mixed in, which is very rare in the Ming Dynasty.

This Fan Xiang'er was blessed with a blessing to this side again, and greeted crisply: "Is the person who came Fang Gongzi?" Fan Xiang'er, a slave, is far away. ”

Hearing the beauty greet herself, Fang Yingwu closed the ivory fan in a chic manner, and happily stepped forward to respond. However, he saw that the eldest prince next to him suddenly jumped out, blocking his vision.

Fang Yingwu looked at the back of Xiang Chengxian's head inexplicably, not knowing what he was going to do. Just as he was stunned. Xiang Dagongzi cleared his throat and said to Fan Xiang'er: "But is Miss Xiang in person?" If the name is well deserved, Xiaosheng is polite! ”

Fan Xiang'er swiped her eyes. Seeing that although Xiang Chengxian was not as handsome as the young man behind him, he was also handsome, and he was quite happy in his heart, so he covered his mouth and said shyly: "The posture of the slave family is like a willow, but Fang Gongzi smiled when he saw it." ”

No way! Fang Yingwu almost jumped to his feet, he finally understood, it turned out that this eldest prince actually wanted to fake his name to pick up girls! He took advantage of the actual advantages, and he only took on a false name. However, this Fan Xiang'er really has eyes and doesn't know gold and jade, and mistakes Feng Jing for Ma Liang

But if you think about it, it's not all her fault. Xiang Chengxian is almost the same as his own figure, the age difference is a few years old, and his accent is also with a southern accent, saying that his appearance can also be called dignified, the key is to know himself well. In front of people he doesn't know, if Xiang Dagongzi has the intention to pretend to be himself, it is really not easy to distinguish.

When Fang Yingwu came back to his senses, he saw that the two had walked into the Xuan side by side, and they talked happily with each other. First, I heard Xiang Dagongzi describe his thoughts: "Xiaosheng was dismissed. Now that I am full of depression and have no pastime, I have nothing to do when I hear Sister Xiang'er's name, and I am somehow tempted to ask for a meeting, which is probably also fate. ”

Fan Xiang'er said very cheerfully: "Where, where." Fang Gongzi is known as the Jingshi, and he is also the person who choked to death in the slave family. Now that Fang Gongzi can move down, it is really brilliant. The slave family was overjoyed, it was like a dream come true. ”

Xiang Dagongzi put on a look of shame: "Sister Xiang is overrated." Now that there is no official and no job, what kind of reputation do you talk about? It's good if others don't dislike the downfall. ”

Fan Xiang'er hurriedly relieved: "With a character like Fang Gongzi, how dare the slave family treat each other because of their status?" Although the slave family is in a cheap place, they still respect Fang Gongzi. ”

Fang Yingwu was speechless while listening in the back, he was here to visit the kiln, why did he feel weird, this is too respectful?

entered the open house, although it was said that it would only be a short conversation because of time, Fan Xianger was not stingy in hospitality. Eight plates of fresh fruits in a row, and the tea is also the best Huizhou pineapple tea, which should be praised in the eyes of Fang Yingwu.

After that, Xiang Chengxian continued to pretend to be Fang Gongzi and laugh with Fan Xiang'er, but Fang Yingwu was bored, so he had to watch Xiang Dagongzi pretend to be himself, while grabbing the fruit and gnawing it, he was very happy. In the eyes of others, he only said that this person was the little brother brought by "Fang Gongzi" to see the world, but no one bothered him.

I don't know how long later, a little maid stood behind the curtain and gestured to Fan Xiang'er. Fan Xiang'er understood, so she said to "Fang Gongzi": "Today's good night is short, but the coming day is long, only please meet again." ”

Xiang Chengxian and Fang Yingwu glanced at each other again, they understood very well that this was tonight's main master, and it was about to arrive. Of course, for them, it's also a drama coming.

Xiang Chengxian straightened his face, took the shelf and said: "Sister Xiang'er just said sweet words to warm people's hearts, how did you get the end, or do you want to dislike Xiaosheng?" ”

Fan Xiang'er smiled and said, "Fang Gongzi has said it, and there is really an appointment in advance." Even if you are in the dust, you have to say a letter, and there is always a saying that comes first and comes first. ”

Xiang Chengxian said disapprerovitically: "Then I'll wait to see what kind of guest it is and whether I can sell some face." ”

Fan Xiang'er saw that "Fang Gongzi" was actually entangled endlessly, and she was a little anxious, "This is inevitably out of order, how can there be a reason for two groups of guests to meet." Please also ask Fang Gongzi to have mercy, don't be embarrassed for the weak woman of the slave family, otherwise the slave family can only be cut in half. ”

In the face of such a pleading beautie, Xiang Chengxian couldn't say cruel words for a while, and if he persecuted again, it would be a bit like a spicy hand destroying flowers. It's not easy to bully men and women, and being unreasonable and cheeky is not necessarily a must-have for everyone.

Thinking of this, Xiang Chengxian turned his head sideways and frequently glanced at Fang Yingwu, this kind of ruthless role of destroying flowers with hot hands is more reliable for Fang Yingwu to do.

When this atmosphere was deadlocked, Fang Yingwu was finally summoned by the eyes of the eldest prince Xiang, and interjected: "When the night entertainment is always over, I will find another place to wait." Today is really not fun, and when the evening guests are gone, we will continue and enjoy your pipa skills. ”

It's even more unlikely! Fan Xiang'er hurriedly said: "Some guests may have to stay overnight at night, and the slave family will not have time to fight with the two sons tonight." In order to apologize, the slave family did not charge the tea money of the two sons. ”

At this time, Fan Xiang'er regretted that she had been too charming, otherwise how could she provoke two stalker-beating mad bees and butterflies? She wanted to shout: "I don't know how good the slave family is? Isn't it possible to change it now? ”

Stay? Xiang Chengxian and Fang Yingwu both grasped this sensitive word, and they had a feeling that they had no trouble stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to find them. In the pit they wanted to dig for Kang Yongshao, staying in a prostitute was a very important crime. (To be continued......)

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