If she remembers correctly, this purse was definitely not embroidered by Shen Nianci himself, but given by a prostitute when her second cousin Shen Yunqi lingered in the Qinglou.

She was too stupid at that time, thinking that it was a testimony of sisterhood, and she wore this purse on her body wherever she went, and later at a banquet, she was recognized, a dignified young lady, actually wearing the purse of a famous prostitute in Qinglou, and suddenly fell into the situation pointed out by Qianfu, and was ridiculed by everyone.

I didn't expect to live again, and she would be able to see this purse again.

I want to see, what is Shen Nianci going to do?

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of the Hou Mansion in the north of the town.

Early in the morning, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion was waiting at the door, personally leading them into the second gate and going directly to the Furong Courtyard where Lu Lao Taijun lived.

Today's birthday of Mrs. Lu, the guests in the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei are like clouds. Along the way, Shen Nianzhen saw a lot of ladies and ladies of the family, and his neck was a little sore when he greeted him.

It was easy to get to Fukuei-in, but before I even entered, I heard bursts of laughter from inside.

"If the old lady knew that Miss Shen was coming, she would be very happy!" The eldest lady of the Lu family led the guests to the house with a smile, and was extremely enthusiastic when facing Shen Nianzhen.

After entering the flower hall for a while, as soon as Shen Nianzhen entered, the laughter and laughter in the room were instantly quiet.

On the main seat sat a kind old lady wearing a crimson embroidered Fu character placket, surrounded by many ladies and ladies, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Shen Nianzhen, and then greeted her with a smile: "This is the daughter of Shen Dada, right?" Come, come, come and sit beside me. ”

"Nian Zhen greets the old lady, I wish the old lady a long and blessed life......" The words of please be safe and birthday were only halfway said, and they were interrupted by a loud male voice outside: "Grandson greets grandmother!"

For a moment, all eyes in the room were on the door.

I saw a splendid dress, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy striding in from outside with a secondary painting scroll in his hand, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips and jade skin, and a handsome appearance.

This is Lu Yiming, the prince of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, who served in the military department of the DPRK at a young age, although he is only a small Congliupin, but who dares to say that he is not promising?

There were a lot of young ladies from the family sitting in this hall, and when they saw Lu Yiming walking in like this, they all showed shy expressions and bowed their heads one after another.

Shen Nianzhen took a serious look at this enemy who had ruined his family and buried himself in the fire in his previous life, and then quietly stepped aside.

At this time, she suddenly noticed that Lu Yiming did not come in alone, he was followed by a young man with an ordinary face, like an entourage, Shen Nianzhen noticed that this man had mediocre facial features, but he had a pair of very atmospheric narrow phoenix eyes, which was very good.

At this moment, the man raised his head and glanced at Shen Nianzhen lightly, his gaze was as sharp as an arrow piercing the clouds.

Shen Nianzhen suddenly felt a pang, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little cold in this warm hall.

This is a dangerous person.

For the first time since being reborn, someone has given themselves this feeling. Shen Nianzhen quietly retreated behind Ding.

"Grandmother, grandson send you a congratulatory gift! The Eight Immortals Birthday Picture drawn by Master He Zong himself! Lu Yiming smiled proudly, and in front of the people in the flower hall, he slowly unfolded the picture scroll in his hand in front of the old lady Lu.

Draw a picture of Senhezong's birthday? Check it out! The crowd immediately looked at the scroll.

I saw that the unfolded part of the scroll was snow-white.

Everyone blinked.

When I looked at it again, the scroll had been unfolded, but it was still blank, and there was nothing.

Lu Yiming looked at his grandmother, and at the same time paid attention to everyone's gaze, seeing that everyone was stunned, he suddenly smiled proudly: "How?" I have spent a lot of effort and countless sums of money to ...... these Eight Immortals."