Su asked many people, and finally found the place where Shen Ruregret lived, and was about to leave the city, a very remote courtyard.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, which shows that the people who live here have no intention of taking care of it.

She knocked on the door, and soon the people inside came out, a gray robe loose and stained with different shades of ink, and his hair was messy, his beard was unkempt, and he still smelled of wine, but his eyes were still clear, he should have woken up from last night's wine.

"Who are you?" Shen Ruregret's voice was a little hoarse.

Su Yan handed over the notebook in his hand, "If you are a son, I heard Liu Hang say, you live here, and you are here to visit." ”

Hearing this, Shen Ruregret raised his eyebrows and looked Su Yan up and down, "Who are you Liu Hang?" ”

Even revealed his own residence, he is not such an eventful person.

Su Mian was silent, "Friend." ”

She followed Shen Ruregret through the courtyard and into the house, the strong smell of wine, the paper scattered all over the ground, some of which were crumpled together and thrown on the ground at will.

Shen Ruregret rummaged for a while, and barely found a clean bowl, and wanted to pour water for Su Yan, but there was no room for it, and finally only poured a bowl of wine, and asked, "Like to read the book I wrote?" ”

Su Yan's face was not red and his heart was not beating, "Well, Childe is talented and writes very well." ”

Shen Ruregret easily gave a dozen manuscripts on the table to Su Mi, who looked dazed.

Shen Ruregret: "You came here, don't you just want to read the latest volume?" ”

Su Yan was surprised, "Didn't the last volume just be sold, and you wrote it so fast?" ”

There are a dozen manuscripts in my hand, and it looks like the content of at least two volumes, and I can't see that this dog thing is really diligent!

A sneer flashed on Shen Ruregret's face, "I'm a person who is idle at home, so I can write books, if I don't write faster, where can I eat?" ”

Su Yan was slightly stunned, remembering what Liu Hang said, although Shen Ruregret couldn't enter the office because of his background, he didn't expect him to make a living by writing a book.

She flipped through the manuscript in her hand, page by page.

Shen Ru's handwriting is excellent, but this content really makes her dare not compliment.

In the previous volume, it was written that the heroine Juan'er got acquainted with the first gentleman in Beijing, and the two met like old friends, she was amazed by the excellent appearance of the patrol son, and the patrol prince fell in love with her at first sight.

And Shen Ruregret has already written this dozen manuscripts that Juan'er was in the palace, suffered from her husband's neglect, and was often harassed, but fortunately her husband's younger brother, Hang Gongzi, broke the siege and took care of her several times.

The two of them 'eyebrows' were discovered by the people of the palace, and Juan'er's husband was angry and wanted to reconcile with Juan'er.

Juan'er was misunderstood by her husband and returned to her parents' house sadly, unwilling to leave the house for half a step, and no one was seen.

The Xun Gongzi who learned that Juan'er was going to leave, as well as the aforementioned confidant Qing'er, all came to Juan'er's house, and after Hang Gongzi learned about it, he was so anxious that he also came.

When the four of them met, a storm quietly came

Su Yan was already scolding her father in her heart, this Juan'er was ambiguous with Qing'er for a while, drunk with Xun Gongzi late at night, and Hang Gongzi for a while, and she was still infatuated with her ex-husband, this Shen Ruregret must be sick!

This kind of, if you sell it, you can get it!

"Shen Gongzi, with all due respect, you wrote this Juan'er too affectionately."

Shen Ruregret was drinking again at this time, and looked at Su Sui, "Yes, it's okay." ”

He thinks he's pretty good at writing.

Su Yan's face was dark, wasn't it?

There is also the name in this book, it is Juan'er and Qing'er, and there is also a Xun Gongzi and Hang Gongzi, in a modern sentence, you can directly read your aunt's ID number!

Shen Ru regretted looking at Su Yan with interest, "Then tell me, if this Juan'er is not affectionate, who of these people should she like more?"

Liu Hang, that nerd, never reads his script, and it is difficult for him to find someone to talk to.

Su Yan resisted the urge to tear it up, put down the manuscript in his hand, and smiled on his face, "I think Juan'er is cold by nature, no one likes it, especially this misbehaving ex-husband, it's good not to look forward to his death, how can he be infatuated?" ”

She tried to make Shen Rucheng realize the outrageousness of this.

Shen Ru regretted: "."

A moment later, Su Mian was blasted out of the Shen family, and the wooden door "banged", almost hitting Su Mian in the face.

The corners of Su's forehead jumped, [The temper is quite short-tempered. 】

[Write my aunt and grandmother so much, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you still have the face to slam the door! ] 】

How could Liu Hang know a friend with such a dog temper?

Su Yan ran away with Shen Ru's remorse.

And as soon as she left with her front foot, someone knocked on the door of Shen's house with her back foot, the man entered the house, a wooden box was placed on the table and opened, and the silver with white flowers was placed in front of Shen Ruregret, and there was an envelope.

"Go on as it is written, and all this money is yours."

Shen Ruregret sneered and drank to himself, "It's really strange today, one after another, people want to teach me how to write a book." ”

Amusing.

The long sword came out of its sheath and rested on Shen Ruregret's neck, and the cold light appeared, and his face turned white.

The man looked at him coldly, "Shen Gongzi, if you want to die, do you still want silver?" ”

It has been ten days since Su moved out of the palace, but the emperor's holy decree has not been approved for a long time, and Song Qianfan has not sent the letter of harmony.

"Since you want to reconcile, you should quickly cut the mess." Xie Xun shook his fan and said to Su Xun.

Liu Miaoqing nodded, "Ah, Your Majesty may have forgotten, why not remind me?" ”

Su Yan was distressed and lay on the table, "How to remind?" "[The opportunity to see the old emperor, and when he went to the court, he was talking about important things in the court, and at this time he went to mention his own book of harmony? 】

[That's too confusing.] 】

Song Qianhang frowned, "Otherwise, I'll remind my eldest brother and ask him to write the peace letter to you?" ”

Su Yan shook his head, "Forget it." ”

[In Song Qianfan, only the widow has not been reconciled, do you still expect him to write a book of reconciliation? 】

[He doesn't know how to take revenge on me at this time, maybe I will go out of this Baihualou today and be dead on the street tomorrow morning. 】

Suddenly, there was an uproar and cheers outside, shouting "Fairy Cloud Girl".

Liu Miaoqing got up and walked to the window to look, the graceful woman stroked the piano with a smile on her face, which attracted everyone below to rush to show her goodwill.

"This fairy cloud girl looks very good."

Su Yan also stood up and walked over to look, "This fairy cloud girl seems to have encountered something before, and she was depressed, but today it seems that her mood is very good, and I think the troubles in my heart have been solved." ”

Xie Xun shook the fan, the smile on his face was intriguing, "What can make the girl in this flower building worry is also emotional." ”

A few people listened to his words, and they weren't curious about what happened to this fairy cloud.

But Su Su suddenly remembered, [Ah! I remembered it, no wonder I thought this fairy cloud had seen it somewhere! 】

Everyone's eyes were puzzled: "? ”

[Isn't this fairy cloud Song Qianfan's old friend outside! ] 】

[I have so many jewelry and good things, all of them let him please this person. 】

Everyone was shocked: "!! "No wonder Su Yan's things are so small two boxes. (End of chapter)