Palace, inside the lobby.

A woman dressed in palace costumes, with robes mopping the floor, like weeping clouds, and a good-looking woman sat at the top of the hall. Although this woman in gorgeous clothes looks beautiful and youthful from afar, if you look closely, you can see the slightest crow's feet on the corners of her eyes.

The woman in the palace costume used her well-maintained, white hands to hold up a cup of tea and slowly sip it. It is said that if this woman makes this action according to her appearance, it should be a thousand graces, but this palace woman shows infinite majesty.

When she put down the teacup, she was about to speak to a middle-aged man in a purple satin brocade robe at the top of the place. Suddenly, I heard a cacophony of voices.

The palace woman frowned slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Go and see what happened? ”

"Yes, ma'am. A black-clad guard standing at the entrance of the lobby said yes and left quickly.

It didn't take long for the black-clothed servant to come back, he came to the lobby, knelt down on one foot and pondered for a few seconds before saying, "Madame, it's the young master who is back......"

"Well, wow, didn't I tell him to study his homework? and he sneaked out again, and I didn't know it?" The woman in the palace costume looked angry, and her palms trembled slightly, and she said, "Go and call him for me!"

"Yes, ma'am......"

The woman in the palace costume lost her interest in speaking, closed her eyes slightly, and recuperated. And the middle-aged man in the purple satin brocade robe didn't dare to open his mouth without permission after seeing the appearance of the woman in the palace costume, so he had to pick up the tea cup and drink it one after another.

After a while, Wang Meng was in front, and the black-clothed servant was behind, and they came to the lobby.

Wang Meng stepped into the lobby, walked straight to the nearest chair, sat down unceremoniously, and then crossed his legs without any sitting statue or rules.

"Mei'er, go and pour me a bowl of chilled plum juice for the young master!" Wang Meng instructed a delicate and lovely maid behind the palace woman.

The delicate maid named Mei'er made a strange gesture at Wang Meng, and then stepped back.

At this time, the palace woman finally opened her eyes again, looked at Wang Meng with a majestic expression, and reprimanded: "It's not for you to study at home, ......" Halfway through the words, the palace woman's face blinked angrily, and her expression became surprised and concerned.

"My son, what's wrong with you?"

The woman in the palace costume is Wang Meng's mother, the main mother of the Wang family in Nancheng on this day, Wang Liu's family.

At this time, Wang Meng put on a long shirt and jacket again, but because he fell to the bottom of the Immortal Valley before, this long shirt was hung up with many holes, and even half of the pearls on the crown of Wang Meng's hair were broken. No wonder his mother was so nervous, how could she not be surprised to see her son "embarrassed like a beggar"?

"Oh! nothing! Wang Meng took a bowl of chilled plum juice from Mei'er's hand, and took the opportunity to pick Mei'er's palm, which made her pretty face slightly red, and then said indifferently.

"I fell on a horse!" Mrs. Wang suddenly raised her voice, and her right hand trembled violently at Wang Meng.

"Oh, I said Mother! I'm a first-class martial artist in the rivers and lakes now, and it's okay to fall a few times. Wang Meng also had a headache when he saw his mother's fuss.

"You, you, you ......" Mrs. Wang was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while. Judging from her performance at this time, she usually spoils her son very much, for fear that her son will be knocked down, so it's no wonder that she has raised a super gentleman.

"Huhu ......" Mrs. Wang took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and she couldn't be rude in front of outsiders, so let's talk about this later.

"Why don't you go and get a new piece of clothes for the young master!" Mrs. Wang's face stabilized, but she glared at Mei'er who was standing behind Wang Meng at this time.

Mei'er hurriedly ran outside.

Mrs. Wang watched her son gobble up plum juice with concern, and her heart was extremely sour for a while, but now she still had to deal with the matter.

"My son, haven't I seen your second uncle Fang yet?" Seeing Wang Meng throw away the tea bowl, Mrs. Wang pointed to the middle-aged man in a purple satin brocade robe and said to Wang Meng.

"Oh!" and Wang Meng suddenly realized as if he saw the middle-aged man in the purple satin brocade robe, "It turns out that Second Uncle Fang is here." ”

The lobby of the Wang family is extremely wide, and at this time, the mother and son of the Wang family and the middle-aged man in the purple satin brocade robe are sitting in the middle, and the first-class domestic servants are standing in the corner of the lobby scatteredly. It is said that Wang Meng should have seen this middle-aged man in a purple satin brocade robe earlier, but he had to ask his mother to remind him to make a sudden appearance. It can be described as rude to the extreme.

And the middle-aged man in the purple satin brocade robe who was called Second Uncle Fang was not annoyed, and smiled and arched his hand at Wang Meng.

"Well, Fang Quan, you said that you have something to say about my son. Now my son is here, you name it. Mrs. Wang picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and moistened her throat.

Fang Quan, who was wearing a purple satin brocade robe, listened to the words, but stood up, first gave a big salute to Mrs. Wang, who was on the throne, and then turned around and said to Wang Meng with a wry smile: "That's the case, about the marriage of my eldest brother's daughter and my nephew......

"Oh?" Wang Meng, who was about to start napping on the chair again, suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Fang Quan in the purple satin brocade robe with a sword in his eyes.

"Oh?" Mrs. Wang put down the teacup and frowned again.

Looking at the expressions of this mother and son, Fang Quan, who was in a purple satin brocade robe, was a little flustered for a while, but he forcibly suppressed his mind and took several breaths before stammering and continuing: "Yes...... That is true...... About this covenant...... Probably want to postpone ......"

After speaking, Fang Quan, who was in a purple satin brocade robe, sat down on the chair with his ass, as if this sentence had used up all his strength.

"Heh......" Wang Meng chuckled meaninglessly, and half-closed his eyes again.

"Hmph!" and Mrs. Wang snorted unceremoniously and angrily: "Fang Quan, you can just say the reason." Let's see if we can be considerate of your Fang family. When it came to the last few words, Madame Wang had made no secret of her anger.

Fang Quan, who was in a purple satin brocade robe, took out a white towel and wiped the dense sweat oozing from his forehead, his hand was still trembling, even if he was an acquired martial artist, he could only tremble in the face of the majesty of this royal family at this time.

For a long time, Fang Quan, who was in a purple satin brocade robe, trembled and took a sip of tea, and only after calming his mind did he say: "That's the case...... The other day my niece went to our temple to offer incense...... Still...... Still...... But ......"

But for a long time, Fang Quan of this purple satin brocade robe did not come out.

WANG MENG COULDN'T LISTEN ANYMORE, AND CONTINUED: "COULD IT BE THAT THOSE BALD DONKEYS HAVE POLLUTED JIAN+++?"

These words startled Fang Quan, who was in a purple satin brocade robe, and he jumped up and waved his hand again and again.