Bai Guangyuan continued to echo: "Brother Zishu, you have to admit that most of us are here for Miss Eight's beauty, a young lady who has not built a foundation, if she is not beautiful, who will come all the way to attend her coming-of-age ceremony." ”

"Yes, of course we all want to see the beautiful women. ”

Liang Zishu was a little unhappy when he heard this, our eighth miss is amazing, you mediocrities, you only remember Miss Eight's beauty, but ignore her good qualities.

Hey, I don't know who is so lucky that he can marry Wangfu's eighth miss home.

Lan Zhongxi looked at Liang Zishu and pulled down his face, hurriedly hugged his shoulders and said: "Brother Zishu, don't be upset, everyone's words are rough but not rough, we are curious about your eighth miss, this is also a good thing, so that she can choose a person who is satisfied, and your master can also have a fast son-in-law who rides the dragon, how good." ”

After Lan Zhongxi finished speaking, he winked at the others, and everyone immediately said that it made sense.

Liang Zishu finally couldn't help it, pushed Lan Zhongxi away, and said unhappily: "You are all too superficial, you only see the beauty of our eighth miss, let me tell you, my eighth miss not only has a good personality and good luck, but also a prosperous husband, which is recognized by the family." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all burst out laughing.

Liang Zishu looked at this group of people angrily, they were really vulgar, low, shameless, and cheap.

Especially Bai Guangyuan, laughing forward and backward, unable to help himself.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, helped Lan Zhongxi and said, "You...... Hahaha...... It's also lucky, and it's still prosperous...... Haha, it's so funny, who doesn't know that she is the daughter of bad luck. ”

Liang Zishu was completely angry and shouted, "What do you know......?

Lan Zhongxi saw that Liang Zishu was really angry, and immediately covered his mouth, and Liang Zishu's vicious words were all held back.

"Okay, okay, everyone is good brothers, and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so there's no need to quarrel over this. Lan Zhongxi pretended to persuade him, but he still didn't forget his purpose of wanting to peek at Muxia.

"It's better to do this, Zishu, you take us to take a sneak look at Miss Muxia. I will look at the face, look at the luck, and naturally I can see whether Miss Eight is the goddess of Wangfu or the daughter of bad luck, if Miss Eight is really Wangfu, I will definitely say that Miss Eight is good in front of my brothers in the future. ”

Liang Zishu was a little moved.

Lan Zhongxi will look at the matter of luck and luck, and several of their friends who have a good relationship know about it, but they don't know if it's accurate.

Mucha has recently befriended the Second Lady and the Lan family, if Lan Zhongxi really helps Mucha say a few good words, maybe he can really break the rumors of the Daughter of Doom.

But Liang Zishu had his own worries, and he said hesitantly: "Here, I'll take a few of you men to see the young lady who hasn't left the cabinet, it's not good." ”

Bai Guangyuan saw that Liang Zishu was almost convinced, and quickly added fire and said: "Zishu, your thinking is really old-fashioned, there are only ten big families in Xiuzhen, we have a good relationship, and these are the only ones who often marry, to put it bluntly, we and Miss Eight are all related to each other, go and see what your sister can do." ”

Lan Zhongxi immediately continued: "If we can really see that Miss Mucha is really prosperous, we will also help to say good things about her and let her marry a good family, which is a good thing for Miss Ba." ”

These people are too good at fooling, and they hit Liang Zishu's heart.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally reluctantly agreed.

After Liang Zishu asked a maidservant about Muxia's whereabouts, he took these people and quietly entered the Thousand Grass Garden.

"Let's talk about it first, just take a look, you must not show up, you can't scare Miss Eight. ”

Liang Zishu led a group of people to hide in the middle of the spirit plant, constantly reminding.

Lan Zhongxi was looking for the figure of the legendary beauty and Miss Eight, and replied perfunctorily: "I know, don't worry, your Eighth Miss has not built a foundation, so she can't find my ......."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Liang Zishu looked at Lan Zhongxi with a puzzled expression, only to see Lan Zhongxi's demented face, and his words were about to flow down.

Not only Lan Zhongxi, but almost all the people became this expression.

Liang Zishu followed their gaze, and a beautiful figure appeared not far ahead, it turned out that they saw Muxia.

Lan Zhongxi looked at the person in front of him, and saw that she was wearing a light green gauze skirt, her long black hair hanging down her waist, and her gauze shirt fluttered in the wind with it, like a spirit among the spirit plants.

And when Mucha turned around, the big smart eyes blinked playfully, and on the white and tender cheeks, the cherry mouth was as delicate as the painting.

It was the first time they saw such a beauty, without the blessing of gold and silver jewelry, without the decoration of silk and satin, just a simple hair ornament, ordinary service, but deduced the picture of a person who is more delicate than flowers.

Lan Zhongxi only felt that the softest piece of flesh in his heart was pierced by someone.

Is this falling in love? Is this heartbeat?

Lan Zhongxi just wanted to chase the beauty in front of him home immediately, and then go to the Huang family to withdraw from the marriage.

She is not only beautiful, but also good-looking, Tewangfu.

Even if you are not prosperous, such a beauty must be married.