Dongyun Imperial City, post station.

Green willow sat on the mat, a pair of smooth little feet swaying back and forth.

"Uncle is really, I don't accompany Miss at home on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I go to a banquet." Green Willow's small mouth pursed high.

Yang Youqing glared at her: "It's not big or small, you also question Xianggong?" ”

Green Willow didn't dare to speak, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

Liao Dongxue said softly: "Actually, I don't blame Brother Ziyu, his current identity is different from the past, and he has a literary name, some entertainment can be pushed away, but some can't be shirked." Today's Mid-Autumn Festival is still in a hurry to go out, thinking that it is the kind of entertainment that can't be shirked. ”

Fang Fei also nodded slightly, and said, "I have heard about these things from time to time, and sometimes I can't help myself. ”

The three ladies and the prospective ladies all spoke, and Lu Liu didn't dare to speak more, just muttered: "The ladies are too fond of their uncles." ”

As she was talking, Fang Fei suddenly frowned slightly, turned her head to look left and right, as if she was looking for something.

"What is Sister Fang Fei looking at?" Yang Youqing asked curiously.

Fang Fei frowned and said, "Sister, do you feel ...... What does it smell like around here? ”

Yang Youqing's face was dazed, she looked left and right, and she didn't see any problems.

However, Liao Dongxue also reacted at this moment, her face was full of surprise, and said, "How can there be the smell of incense?" When did Sister Fang Fei smell it? ”

"For a while, I thought I was mistaken." Fang Fei said.

Several people were puzzled, and suddenly they heard a cough.

"Green willow girl, you are getting bolder and bolder, and you are saying bad things about my son behind my back." Shen Lang's deep voice was like a bass.

A burst of yellow brilliance suddenly erupted in the courtyard, and Shen Lang's phantom appeared in that brilliance.

All the women were stunned, and their faces were full of surprise.

"Xianggong!"

"Shen Gongzi!"

"Brother Ziyu!"

"Auntie...... Uncle......"

Shen Lang said: "I was invited by the Dragon Palace at noon today, I couldn't refuse, and I didn't know when I would come back, so I didn't explain it to my mother." I saw a strange sight here, and I thought about the ladies...... Ahem, thinking that everyone can't appreciate it, I feel very sorry in my heart, so I asked Luo Shen Niangniang to cast a spell and let everyone come over. ”

"Really?!" Green Willow exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Lang's face sank: "You say bad things about me, I won't take you there." ”

Lu Liu's face suddenly collapsed, and a pair of big eyes were full of tears: "Uncle, I was wrong." ”

"Hmph, I know it's wrong, if I dare to say bad things about me behind my back in the future, I won't be spared!" Shen Lang stretched out his hands as he spoke, "Give it to me." ”

Yang Youqing and the others did not hesitate, and immediately walked into the dark yellow light and put their hands in his hands.

Shen Lang held four soft little hands, and there was a burst of tenderness in his heart.

"Follow me."

Shen Lang smiled and took a step back gently, and the women also took a step forward.

In this step, the heavens and the earth change.

In an instant, a colorful world appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The night is like ink, the bright full moon is in the sky, and the feet are a sea of bright and gorgeous flowers.

It is Yang Youqing, who has always been the most straightforward, and her face is full of shock at the moment. Not to mention Fang Fei and Liao Dongxue, the two girls were even more intoxicated.

"It's so beautiful!" Liao Dongxue muttered.

At this moment, Zhen Luo's divine dance also stopped, and the fan in his hand also turned into a streamer and dissipated. Her expression was still cold, but she could tell that she was a little tired.

After all, it was only a wisp of her distraction here, and using this Dou Turning Star Shifting Technique was also a big burden for her.

"Thank you, mother." Shen Lang bowed to Zhen Luo.

Zhen Luo snorted coldly and said lightly: "I borrowed your incense avenue in the Wen Palace to cultivate, so naturally I should also do things for you, thank you." Now that the matter is done, I will take my leave. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around, as if she was about to leave.

However, this body was only halfway turned, and Shen Lang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the cold little hand.

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you join us?" Shen Lang said softly.

Zhen Luo felt that his little hand was grabbed by Shen Lang, Rao was as cold as her, and his body trembled slightly. She bit her lip lightly and struggled, but found that Shen Lang was holding it extremely tightly and didn't give her a chance to break free at all.

"Your family Mid-Autumn Festival gathering, what am I doing here, let go quickly, what kind of system are you!" Zhen Luo said angrily.

Yang Youqing walked over, took Zhen Luo's other hand, and said softly: "Niangniang, you have known each other for a long time, if you talk about intimacy, I'm afraid that I am far inferior to Niangniang, what kind of family outsiders are really outside, if Niangniang doesn't dislike it, let's enjoy the moon together for the Mid-Autumn Festival today?" ”

Zhen Luo turned his back to Shen Lang, and Shen Lang couldn't see her expression. However, Yang Youqing was standing on the side, but she could clearly see that there was a faint flush on her cold and beautiful face.

"For the sake of Youqing's face, this is the only time I won't take an example." Zhen Luo bit his lip lightly and said in a low voice.

A few people didn't stay where they were, and Shen Lang chose a direction away from the main road. Shen Lang and several women walked in front, and Wang Xinsheng, Qu Bo and the white-clothed scribe followed behind.

Wang Xinsheng stared at Shen Lang and Zhen Luo's hands all the way, hating itchy.

He could see very clearly that Shen Lang, a shameless man, never let go after taking Luo Shenniang's hand. This has gone all the way, and it has led all the way. Luo Shen Niangniang quietly struggled a few times, but never broke away, and finally could only let him pull.

Wang Xinsheng felt that countless plants in his heart broke through the ground, and tens of millions of divine beasts rushed wildly.

This is the protagonist of "Luo Shen Fu", the goddess in the hearts of thousands of scribes of the human race in the world!

Now in front of my eyes, being held by this shameless man!

He felt again that he should have listened to Shen Lang just now, and left directly. Staying here now is purely self-inflicted.

"Marrying a wife should be like Yang Youqing!"

Qu Bo stood beside Wang Xinsheng and sighed in a low voice.

Wang Xinsheng nodded approvingly.

The white-clothed scribe snorted coldly.

Walk slowly until you reach a spot on the edge of the island where you can see the sea, and then you choose a flat place to stop.

Shen Lang let go of Zhen Luo's hand at this time, he also knew that Luo Shen Niangniang was extremely thin-skinned, and it was not beautiful if she really wanted to be teased.

There were a lot of things in his storage bag, he set out a tablecloth futon, took out fine wine and food, and the group sat in the sea of flowers to admire the moon and watch the sea.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Zhen Luo suddenly stared at Shen Lang and said coldly: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Gongzi and all the ladies gathered together again, and they should compose a poem." ”

"Okay, good, my uncle writes poems, composes poems!" Green willow clapped his little hand and said.

Liao Dongxue and Fang Fei also looked at Shen Lang, and a strange light flashed in their beautiful eyes.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "Niangniang wants me to compose poems, and that Ziyuzuo must obey orders." ”

Wang Xinshengqi said: "Didn't you promise the third princess not to write poetry?" ”

Shen Lang's face was full of surprise, he looked at Wang Xinsheng suspiciously, and said, "Who is the third princess?" ”

Wang Xinsheng sighed deeply: "In terms of face, I'm not as good as Ziyu!" ”

Shen Lang smiled slightly, picked up his wine glass and stood up.

Everyone looked at him quietly, and saw that Shen Lang's clothes were swaying lightly in the breeze, and the moonlight was sprinkled with flowers and the sea was magnificent, setting off the slightly thin figure, which was really as free and easy as an immortal.