Suppressing the doubts in her eyes, Xue Niang smiled and said, "This teahouse is quite different. ”

Mu Ran had already come back to her senses, lowered her eyes and nodded lightly with the emotion in her eyes, and turned her head to look at the people outside the teahouse, her eyes seemed to be just a little curious, but as long as she was careful, it was not difficult to see the suppressed emotions in the depths of her eyes.

The teahouse, the two words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the plaque are simple and straightforward, but because these two words have become unusual, people are eager to catch up, just because these two words are mentioned by Feng Linglang, the prince of the Jin Kingdom, the first to obtain a fief and be crowned king because of his military exploits, and the king of Lang, who enjoys the title of wolf handsome.

was supposed to be the most qualified and capable person to inherit the throne, but for some reason, when he was crowned king, he directly announced that he would give up his inheritance rights, and only served as the commander of the three armies, stationed on the battlefield for a long time, and kept the peace of the Jin Kingdom forever.

No one knows how many curves and curves there are, but they all understand that it will definitely not be so simple, and Mu Ran only learned the secret after a long time.

The teahouse was the place where Mu Ran and Feng Linglang first met, and it was the only one that was not a chance encounter in the design, at that time she secretly discussed with a merchant to secretly buy spirit grass seeds, and the other party chose to negotiate here, only to meet Feng Linglang unexpectedly.

Feng Linglang actually doesn't appear here much, leisure things like the tea house, in Feng Linglang's opinion, are all things that waste time and life, almost half of his life is devoted to martial arts cultivation and studying the art of war, and his life is terrifyingly monotonous.

"How many guest officers have reservations?" asked a tall boy of seven or eight years old, who was dressed appropriately, and smiled as he stepped forward.

Mu Ran looked at the smiling boy in front of her in a daze, still lost her mind, others only thought she was stupid, and Xue Niang didn't know the rules here when she came to such a place for the first time, just now she only thought it was an ordinary teahouse, but as soon as she entered the door and looked at the surrounding furnishings, she couldn't help frowning and didn't know how to answer.

The boy's eyes flashed when he saw that the two were speechless, but he heard one of the two guards following behind him, "Miss, the master has a box here, you can use this." As he spoke, he took out a sign from his waist and handed it to the boy.

As soon as the boy saw the sign, his eyes flashed, and he smiled, "It turns out to be an old acquaintance, come, a few of you please come with the contemptible." With that, he made a gesture of invitation and led them upstairs.

Xue Niang glanced at the two guards behind her who were still expressionless.

Although the tea house is popular, but in fact it is very quiet, there are a limit to the number of people who receive it every day, a total of three floors, the first floor is an ordinary tea field, usually there will be storytelling or listening to plays, the second floor is an ordinary box, and the third floor is a VIP box.

The people who can occupy a box on the third floor are all people with strong backgrounds, and the Hou Mansion only occupies a box.

The setting of the box is very considerate, and the row of windows on the left side opens to show half of the royal capital, and the plain and elegant pale yellow curtains are used, and the poems about tea are carried on them.

There is also a row of windows on the right, but when you open it, you can clearly see the lobby of the tea house, and there will be storytelling here in the morning, and you can see and hear it when you open the window.

Mu Ran is naturally no stranger here, she has been here several times, and she can be regarded as a regular customer here, so the boy just said casually that the old familiar customer was really right.

There were no guests in the tea house in the afternoon, Xue Niang ordered the two guards to guard the door, but unfortunately the two guards obviously didn't take her, or should I say they didn't take them seriously, just an indifferent sentence 'Hou Ye ordered not to leave Miss an inch and protect Miss Miss', let Xue Niang say this sentence.

Xue Niang was so angry by their attitude, although she took the initiative to speak and make a decision for Miss before, although it was embarrassing, but it was also an extremely disrespectful attitude, knowing that it was Hou Ye's order, she also endured it, and she didn't plan to care, but what is the matter with such an attitude now.

Xue Niang's eyes were so angry that her eyes were on fire, but Mu Ran looked at the lobby with relish and didn't seem to be affected, but she just pulled Xue Niang's clothes without a trace.

Xue Niang, who got the hint, pursed her lips unwillingly.

The two guards just glanced at Xue Niang indifferently, and when they saw that she had already shut up, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

The strong are respected, they respect the strong, for them, if they really want to become the guard of any young lady and young master of the Hou Mansion, then there will definitely be no one who is willing to become Ling Muran, more want to become Ling Yanran's guard, even if she is ruthless and selfish, but the strong need this, not to mention that the other party is still a genius alchemist, with a bright future, and she is the fiancée of King Lang.

Even if this fool is favored by the Hou Ye, he is still a fool, what can he do except be sheltered.

Mu Ran had long known that these two guards were different from ordinary guards, they were the shadow guards that Jingkang was waiting for, divided into two branches, one dark guard and one shadow guard, all of them were carefully cultivated through special training, and their strength was not bad.

She remembered that in her previous life, these two guards Jing Kanghou had all secretly given them to Ling Yanran and became Ling Yanran's right-hand man, she would be so impressed by these Shadow Guards, they had a share in the capture of the Divine Doctor Valley back then.

She won't hate them, but she definitely won't want to reuse them, even if they haven't done anything now, even if they are all talents, but she can't act as if everything hasn't happened, the mustard in her heart has almost become a knot in her heart, these people, she will prepare for Ling Yanran.

In a place where a few people couldn't see, the girl with a pure face hooked the corners of her mouth, for some reason it seemed a little weird and disobedient, obviously those eyes were so innocent, but the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to have a strange calculation.

She thought no one was seeing, but she didn't know that from the time she stood on the street and looked at the tea house, everything had almost fallen into someone's eyes.

Feng Linglang didn't like or hate the two young ladies of the Hou Mansion, whether it was that genius or this fool, everything he did was just follow that person's arrangement, and he didn't pay much attention to this marriage, nor did he reject it much, just a formality.

So he never deliberately paid attention to anyone in the Hou Mansion, including his current fiancée, so he didn't know what was happening in the Hou Mansion.

He had seen Ling Muran, but he had only seen it twice, he didn't have much of an impression, and he couldn't remember his face clearly, but for some reason, when he leaned against the window and saw her looking up at the teahouse downstairs, he was sure at first glance, even though she was now thin as bones, her face was sallow and difficult to distinguish her true face, but he recognized her.

It was the silly girl in Ling Mansion, but it wasn't either, because the woman at the moment was not stupid, no fool had such an emotional pair of eyes, and no fool could hide such deep emotions at any time and bury them in the deepest part of his eyes.