"Okay! In life, you want to be wanton!" Grandpa seemed to be very satisfied with my answer, and the old voice was full of happiness and hatred: "As long as you like my Xuan'er, grandpa will definitely let you get your wish!"

I was severely touched by the old man with white hair in front of me, it is rare to have a power holder from an aristocratic family, who will ignore the interests of the family and choose to be willing to satisfy the feelings of the children. This is the most genuine love!

Patronizing and moving, I didn't notice that by the long window, there was a quiet figure standing upright, and the moon-white robe was flowing like a cloud in the morning breeze. The handsome and clear eyebrows and eyes are shining because of the words in the ears, as if condensing the golden morning light, radiant and beautiful.

Grandpa left, leaving me with a bunch of refreshments and fruits. My eyes were bored when I looked at the things in this room, and suddenly, like a match snorting a flame, my eyes lit up, and I saw the delicate little flask on the table!

"Mo Li, that one, the flask, where did you get it?" I rubbed my temples, the overnight hangover was still quite uncomfortable, "I like it!"

"Miss, this is the night you fell asleep after you were drunk, and I took you back to the house and dug it out of your hands. Mo Li blinked his eyes, "Miss forgot who she drank with yesterday?!"

"Who are you drinking with?!" I knocked on my head, faintly aching, it seemed that I had drunk with that person last night, the sound made me very pleasant, I wanted to come out but I couldn't find any traces of breaking my head, I subconsciously refused to think about it, "Yes?!No? Why don't I have any impression at all? You must be talking nonsense!"

Mo Li shrugged his shoulders and didn't argue: "Miss said no, that's no." ”

Don't forget to come in, and his voice was steady: "Miss, the master asked you to meet the outsiders." ”

"Huh, see a foreign guest?!" I tilted my head curiously, I have been a young lady of the Xiao family for so long, and I have never tried to meet a male guest other than Cousin Wen, which is a little interesting, "Okay, okay, take a look!"

Every time I walk into the hall of the Xiao family, I can't help but sigh, what a waste of space, a single reception hall is as big as two basketball courts! The long row of red rice carved back chairs shows how prosperous this family is. You must know that only the men of the Xiao clan are qualified to occupy a chair here.

On the top and largest row of chairs, there are three people sitting at the moment. I approached the man who was accompanied by my grandfather and father, with long black hair curled in a crown of pure white jade hair, the ends flowing softly behind my shoulders, and at a glance I felt like a self-pitying daffodil.

A moon-white robe was unusually familiar, and he was raising his eyes from the blue and white porcelain teacup in the palm of his hand and staring directly at me.

"It's you, Yuebai Kaftan!" This man is really perfect, whether it is day or night, it is very pleasant, I said hello in a good mood, only to realize that something is wrong, have I seen him at night? Why can't I remember?

"Hmm!" he nodded gracefully, smiling like a spring flower blooming leisurely, "My name is, Murong Xi." ”

"Murong, Gusu Murong?" I couldn't help but approach him, and looked at him with burning eyes, "Will you move flowers and trees?" Have you scratched the face of a beautiful woman in your family? Someone in your family is called Murong Fu, right?!"

Murong Xi frowned in confusion, looking as good as Xi Shi's heart: "I, I don't understand." ”

"Transferring flowers and trees?!" Grandpa's calm voice was faintly curious.

"Scratch the beautiful face?" Daddy also said curiously.

"Oh," I patted my head, these are the things in the novels written by Master Jin Yong, I overreacted, so I had to explain them one by one, "Transferring flowers and grafting trees is a legendary martial art, the essence of which is to repay the other in the way of the other; Murong Fu is a handsome and dashing beautiful man, the young master of the Murong family in Gusu City. ”

"There is no Murong clan in Gusu City," Murong Xi's eyes were sharp, his tone was hurried, and his cold feeling was swept away: "You have only been out of the mansion once, how can you know Murong Fu?"

"I saw it in the novel!" I didn't understand what he was nervous about, but I understood that he must not know Jin Yong's novel, so I turned my head and asked Mo Li: "What is the book that writes the story of fighting the sword and walking the rivers and lakes?"

Mo Li Mo forgot to answer at the same time, and said in unison: "Script, Miss." ”

"Oh yes, it's the characters in the script. "I clapped my hands, and my voice and color gushed endlessly," It was also written in the script that Murong Fu had a cousin, who looked like a stunning city! Anyone who had seen her face, whether male or female, would be fascinated by her! There was also another male protagonist who had to be said -- Duan Yu, whose face was like a crown of jade, and he had a family heirloom magic skill--the Six-Vein Divine Sword!! He loved Murong Fu's cousin miserably. The characteristics of this Duan Yu are that Sven Xiumei is gentle and considerate, and his birth is super bizarre, in a word--under the Bodhi tree, Guanyin has long hair......"

I said it up, picked up Murong Xi and put it on the table at hand to drink the rest of the tea, and drank it all.

I noticed that everyone was looking at me in shock, the room was silent, I raised my eyebrows, what's wrong, this atmosphere is a little weird?!

"Xuan'er, you are, this is, where did you see it......" Grandpa glared at his father, who was speechless, and asked me with a trill, "What kind of mess?!"

"Old lady Xiao," Murong Xi's serious voice couldn't hear the emotion: "The more bizarre the script, the more tempting it is, I think what Miss Xiao said is very interesting, can you please, Miss Xiao moves, go to the Xiao family's famous painting pavilion and continue?"

"Yes," I nodded, turned around and led the way, the visitor was a guest, besides, once born and twice cooked, he was also an acquaintance, and finally, for the pleasing goods, I am still willing to take a few more looks! Moreover, reminiscing about Master Jin Yong's novels, it reminds me of the years of youth and frivolity, which feels really wonderful, "Follow me!"

"Seven, Young Master Murong," Grandpa's surprise calmed down in an instant, "Please take care of yourself." ”

The path leading to the pavilion is full of plum blossoms on both sides, the faint fragrance is faint, and the wind blows, and the red color is falling for a while. I am satisfied, rich people are generous, how much does it cost to plant such a large piece of plum forest with flowers and branches!

I looked back to see if Murong Xi had followed, but I saw a moon-white figure against the backdrop of red plums and snowy cotton white, his beauty was as touching as an immortal falling into the turbid world. A pair of eyes as deep as a clear pool, looking at me steadily, the feeling of love and obsession is about to come out.

I pretended not to see it, shrunk my neck and slowly turned my head, this young master Murong is amazing, coupled with the little eyes that look at people, I can be sure that the flirting technique is perfect, shouldn't it, Huahua Tai Sui is one?!

As soon as I stepped into the pavilion, I inhaled and sniffed, and it smelled so fragrant! On the second floor, I saw a stone platform standing on the table, and there was a pot of charcoal fire on the stone platform, hanging on the charcoal fire, and the golden meat skewers were filled with wisps of green smoke, and the aroma was fragrant, and the corners of my mouth suddenly became fond of it: "Barbecue!"

"Roast venison," Murong Xi's cold voice after the voice, "After the new snow, she looks far away, drinks and appreciates the plums, can you exchange it for Miss Xiao's script?"

"I didn't have a script, I finished reading it, and threw it away," I picked up a piece of venison, and the corners of my mouth were oily when I chewed it, and the taste was so delicious that I narrowed my eyes, "What do you want, can I tell you?"

"Don't leave, wine bottle. "Murong Xi is calling my maid?!What's the situation?

I chewed the venison, squinting at Murong Xi pouring the white wine into the wine bottle that Mo Li was holding, the small wine bottle with a round belly was very familiar, how did he know that I didn't know where I got it, this bottle?

"Last night, you took my flask. Murong Xi seemed to know the curiosity in my heart, and his voice was light and straight, "I also used my wine to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

"The bottle is yours?!" I slapped my head and finally remembered!"You were the one who had a drink with me last night?!"