Feihuo's alcohol consumption is not bad, but he unexpectedly feels that drinking with Xu Lin is tasteless.

Some are several times thinner in the stomach, and some are drunk.

for his mind is not on this table.

"What, are you not satisfied with this wine and food?" Xu Lin noticed the loneliness of Spitfire, or rather loneliness.

The young man was even deeper than he was.

"No, it's just that I'm not strong enough to drink, and I'm just a little drunk!" Feihuo put down the wine glass in his hand, he really didn't have the heart to drink.

He understood why he was so irritable, why he was absent-minded.

He knows better than anyone what's going on in his heart.

But he also knows better than anyone how to suppress his thoughts and desires.

Spitfire's purpose is pure, but sometimes it can be confusing.

"That's the case, if you can't drink it, don't drink it, drinking too much hurts your mind and body!" Xu Lin also put down the wine glass, and he asked, "Or do you have something on your mind?"

Feihuo paused for a moment and said, "Actually, I have some things that I need to ask my grandmother for advice!"

"I'm afraid it's difficult, you can't enter the city without grandma's summons!" Xu Lin sighed and said: "If there is no valid reason, you'd better give up this idea, Aden still has no chance to see grandma, let alone you are an outsider!"

What Xu Lin said is the truth, even a person like Xu Lin who is reused for identity and rules is powerless.

"Unless, someone recommends you to go, such as Mrs. Iris, or an important disciple of Grandma!" Xu Lin said by the way: "Anyway, you are here too, I will tell you about the rules in Shu!"

Xu Lin didn't wait for Feihuo to reply, and said to himself: "The Tang Sect in Shuzhong is a female-dominated sect, and the disciples in the sect are divided into 'Yuque' and 'Yading', which I have already said, but 'Yuque' is also divided into many levels, and the most senior disciples, in addition to Mrs. Iris's 'Yunhu Xiaoxian', there is also Mrs. Donghua's 'Dream River', all of which are cultivated as the heirs of grandma!"

"In addition to Si Wen and Si Wu, there are three elders in the door, 'Respect to the Heavens, Pray for Blessings, and Abundance', respectively in charge of sacrifices, social interactions, and management, these are the highest status except for Grandma, and among Aden, there are only 'Heads Raised, Death, and Heavenly Eyes are in charge', in charge of guards, assassinations, and intelligence, and the intersection is in charge of 'Shadow, Spirit, and Harmony!'" Xu Lin said, but his expression seemed a little unnatural.

"However, the head of Aden is actually inferior to the youngest disciple of 'Yuque', right?" Feihuo said, he could see that even a capable person like Xu Lin would be respectful to the girls from the city.

Of course, it is not only the reason for respecting women, but the real reason is that Xu Lin's status is indeed very low.

This is a humiliation for any man.

"That's right, this situation can't be changed, so there are fewer and fewer male disciples of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong!" Xu Lin sighed and continued: "There is actually only one chance to change fate, that is, at the annual meeting, the disciples in the 'Yuque' will be favored and become their husbands, so that they can get the surname and become a member of the 'Tang family'!"

"Could it be that Brother Xu also plans to do so?" Of course, Spitfire does not despise such behavior, and even for people like Xu Lin, this kind of opportunity is rare and precious.

"I advise you, if you don't have any consciousness, don't get involved in the Tang Sect, if you have, at least you have to become the son-in-law of the Tang Sect, so that life will be better, otherwise it will be an endless journey, and you can't see hope!" Xu Lin thought of something, a person like Feihuo would not be as simple as Qingwen's guard.

was able to escort Tang Xuanji all the way to Shuzhong, and was a little lonely after Tang Xuanji entered Wuyu City.

Even a fool should know what it is.

"Could it be that Miss Xuanji?" asked Xu Lin tentatively.

Feihuo couldn't deny it, he stood up, cleared his thoughts a little, and said, "It has nothing to do with these, please don't misunderstand!"

He took a breath and said, "As long as someone introduces you, can you?"

Lady Iris told Xuan Ling to practice calligraphy while looking at a letter coming from outside the city.

Xuan Ling's brushwork is as fresh and beautiful as the exercises, quite self-contained, and extremely serious, even if some ink splashes on her plain clothes because of the strength, she doesn't care.

Mrs. Iris only smiled at the content of the letter, because the content could not be simpler.

"I hope to see Mrs. Iris, and I salute the fire!"

Although the letter is simple, the content after it is the focus, "You actually took the initiative to find me, it seems that there are some important things?"

Madame Iris looked at Xuan Ling, and she suddenly thought of a good idea.

She had already seen Qingwen's reaction, so she wanted to know what Spitfire's reaction would be.

It's been so long, and Mrs. Iris wants to know if the young man who was almost cornered by her will still be as strong as before, or if he is strong outside.

"Xuan Ling, don't push too hard, calligraphy is an elegant thing, unlike practice, you have to keep enough relaxation!" Mrs. Iris crushed the letter, and did not forget to remind Xuan Ling, who was practicing calligraphy.

Xuan Ling nodded, she was very well-behaved and good, it seemed that she would not refuse any order, docile like a kitten.

"By the way, I'm going to meet someone, do you want to go with you?" asked Lady Iris knowingly, unless it was an "order", Xuan Ling would hardly take the initiative to bring up her thoughts.

Or rather, Xuan Ling didn't have a mind of his own.

"Me?" Xuan Ling was a little puzzled, she instinctively thought that she wasn't talking to her, "Who are you seeing?"

"Of course it's to meet a very important person, maybe you'll want to see him!" said Lady Iris with a smile, "I asked you to go, are you going?"

"Hmm!" Xuan Ling said without the slightest hesitation: "As long as Madame lets me go, I will go!"

"That's right, I'll tell you who the person you want to see is!"

Lady Iris walked up to Xuan Ling, poked her head lightly, and whispered the name in Xuan Ling's ear.

The wolf in Xuan Ling's hand fell silently, and an ink-colored wave was printed on the snow-white rice paper.

She had mixed feelings in her heart, but she didn't know why, just as she didn't know why she shed invisible tears when she heard that name.