Fang Jing asked the little servant to lead him to the courtyard, and after waiting for a while, he waited for a babbling voice.

"Brother Jing!!" Han Shuyu seemed to be always so energetic. "I'm here to send you an invitation!"

Fang Jing felt that the voice was getting closer and closer, and then a hard invitation was stuffed in his hand, and then Han Shuyu's voice appeared less than half a meter away from him, "This is written by me! This is your nephew's full moon banquet, you must go......"

Fang Jing took a few steps back without a trace, and said with a smile: "It's really Miss Lao Han's trouble, I can actually go to the door with my mother......"

"How's that going to happen! they're all doing that to you...... Why are you still thinking about ......" Han Shuyu suddenly stopped when she said this, only to realize that she had accidentally told her what the person had told her.

Fang Jing's face was not very good-looking, and he smiled reluctantly: "...... What happened to me? I've always been good......."

No matter how rough Han Shuyu is, she is also a girl, and she was a little scared when she saw Fang Jing like this, but she still mustered up her courage: "...... I've heard it all, they take your eyes ......"

"What eyes?" Fang Jing interrupted her sharply, "I'm a Heavenly Remnant, I can't see it in the first place!"

After speaking, he realized his fierceness, and he was also stunned.

Han Shuyu looked at him in shock, this was the first time he had lost his temper in front of her, and he was a little speechless for a while. When he reacted, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

"What are you yelling at me for!" she couldn't help but raise her voice, "I'm also thinking about you! You've been harmed like this by them, and you still want to stay in the Fang family and make cattle and horses for them!"

It's noisy. Fang Jing couldn't help but want to touch his ears again.

"And I don't dislike you for anything! I also think you're so pitiful...... I thought, I can come with you!"

In the end, she was a little ashamed and very aggrieved, so she simply stomped her foot and ran away with tears.

...... Wretched.

She took pity on me.

Fang Jing buried his face in his hands, only to feel that a breath of air pressed in his heart and couldn't come out.

Everyone who knows the so-called truth is taking pity on me.

But...... Who needs it?

The invitation fell to the ground and slammed into a heavy echo on the bluestone slab.

A gentle breath came not far away...... It's not a little guy, he pushes himself into the yard and leaves.

He paused, raised his head, and said sharply, "Who?

The small figure slowly walked out from behind the tree, and Su Yi scratched her face with some embarrassment.

"That...... I've heard that you can go eat with an invitation......"

So I followed all the way.

Fang Jing was stunned, it was that girl.

Although he didn't know what his expression was now, he also knew that his current situation would only be more terrifying.

It's hard to believe that she wasn't scared away. Fang Jing thought like this, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little softer.

Su Yiwu made a review by herself: "I know...... It's not good to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but I just thought that maybe I could mix up a seat at a banquet......"

Fang Jing collected his expression and looked in the direction where the voice came from: "Did you hear it all?"

"No, no ......" Su Yi hurriedly waved her hand, at this time, she had to decisively deny it.

Fang Jing smiled: "I know that the monk's five senses have always been relatively strong, you are so close, you must be able to hear it." ”

Su Yi was shocked: ...... Are you a monk or am I a monk?

Fang Jing then asked her, "Do you want this invitation?"

Su Yi nodded hurriedly, and remembered that he couldn't see, so he quickly replied, "I want it." You're going to give it to me, right......"

Fang Jing suddenly laughed, he fumbled to pick up the invitation card and hold it in his hand.

Su Yi kept her eyes off the invitation throughout the whole process: "...... Right, right, right......"

Fang Jing seemed to remember the good impression he had for the girl who showed his affection with his teeth and claws, and then looked at the girl who was standing straight in the sun, revealing a real smile that he hadn't seen for a long time: "Yes." ”

...... Only you will treat me as an ordinary person.

-

Yang Pan didn't expect to really receive an invitation to the full moon banquet from the Han family.

The invitation was sent by the guy at the pastry shop, and it seems that he did tell Sister Wen about his arrival in Yutang Town.

The handwriting on the invitation card is beautiful, and it is the handwriting that Sister Wen often used to copy flower notes when she was a child.

It is often said that a person's psychological state can be detected from a person's handwriting, but unfortunately, what Yang Pan read from above is that she was happy from the bottom of her heart when she wrote this word - it seems that she has a good life in the Han family.

Yang Pan put the red invitation on his face, taking advantage of this moment of coolness to calm himself down.

However, before it could cool down, a small hand lifted the invitation aside.

The sudden light stabbed Yang Pan's eyes, and he wiped away the tears that had accidentally flowed out, while glaring at the culprit Su Yi as best he could.

"What are you doing?"

Su Yi curiously compared the two invitations in her hand: "The same, young master, why do you have this, some words are still different, the words you please paste are better than mine...... Hey, young master, are you crying?"

Yang Pan didn't react for a while, and subconsciously retorted when he heard the last sentence: "No!" He thought about it and said solemnly: "It's just a stress reaction!"

He also emphasized: "Stress reaction!"

Su Yi's focus was obviously not on this, she showed a smug smile, and then re-stamped Yang Pan's one.

Yang Pan got up halfway through, and was vigorously pushed back by Su Yi, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"It seems like it's a good thing. Su Yimei said.

Yang Pan took down the invitation, looked at the invitation in Su Yi's hand, and was a little curious: "Where did you get this?"

Su Yi put away the invitation: "Young Master Fang gave it." He also said that with this, he could go to Han's house to eat delicious food. ”

Yang Pan frowned and said, "Why did he give you this?"

Su Yi then told him what happened in the morning.

Yang Pan savored it carefully, and a trace of understanding flashed in his heart, it seemed that his guess about Fang Jing was still possible. Now it's time to know the main characters of the original incident and the inside story.

However, it is clear that there can be no rush.

Putting this matter aside, Yang Pan asked Su Yi, "Then did you give him some silver or something?"

Su Yi nodded, she had always remembered the young master's teachings, but she thought about it carefully: "It doesn't seem to be enough, he is a little unhappy......"

Yang Pan said casually: "Then give more." ”

He took out a gold leaf from the storage bag, "Add this should be enough......

Yang Pan had exchanged all the cash silver for spirit stones before, but it was obvious that in cities with a large number of mortals, gold leaves and other things were more popular than spirit stones.

After all, spirit stones are hard currency that only monks can use.

"The gift that the Fang family gave to the Han family was five deep-sea night pearls, although they were nothing in the eyes of the monks, but in terms of value, fifty gold leaves were not enough. Brother Yang is also Kunlun's senior brother, if the gift is too shabby, I'm afraid it's not good, and I lose Kunlun's share......" Shen Yifeng didn't know when he came over, and his voice full of resentment startled the two.

Yang Pan settled down, pinched the invitation in his hand, and said leisurely: "How can you understand my friendship with Sister Wen...... She must have been happier than any gift I had received...... Besides......"

The corners of his mouth twitched, remembering the Kunlun master who climbed his disciple's window in the middle of the night and cried poorly.

"If I can help that fat man save this expense, it's too late for him to be happy......"