The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

In the Linyuan Palace, Yang Wentuo sat on the bench, his expression was calm and composed, neither showing any emotions or anger.

"What should I do? Do you want to go?" Qi Meng took an invitation from him and asked after reading it.

"Who sent it? What's the matter?" Ling Luzhou was curious.

Qi Meng handed him the invitation: "Look for yourself."

After receiving the invitation, Ling Luzhou glanced at the contents, and immediately laughed: "Why don't you go, this appointment must go."

Wen Xian also led Liu Yanyan over to have a look.

"Master Chi is going to hold a private banquet, how many relatives and dignitaries are invited?"

She asked curiously, "Where is Firework Alley? What is Zuihonglou?"

Qi Meng glanced at her: "Don't ask if you don't understand."

Looking at Yang Wentuo again: "Do you really want to go?"

"Go." Yang Wentuo smiled warmly, and there was a sharp edge in his humble and polite demeanor, "It's rare to see the top card of Zuihonglou, it's a pity not to go."

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The incense curtain moves in the wind, and the zither sings high-profile.

As soon as the night fell, the people of Wanjia had just lit the first candle, and the fireworks alley was already shining with stars, people and cars passing by.

This kind of place of fireworks and moonlight with green willows, peach blossoms and red inclined bridges is not a place where dignitaries with pious appearances like to come.

At least, on the surface, you have to pretend that you haven't been here much.

Now a group of dragon sons and emperors and grandchildren came here in Weifu, and even the crown prince came here in white fish and dragon clothes.

It was only because the person who invited them to go was the imperial teacher of the current dynasty, a true immortal descended from the mortal world.

At first, few people were called, but the dignitaries who heard the news rushed into the drunken red building one after another, hoping to find a chance to win the favor of the real immortal.

After all, no one dared to think before that the immortals of the heavenly court would actually like to hang around the fireworks.

But with a change of mind, the national teacher's beauty is as beautiful as the monster in the painting, which is in line with the ten miles of spring breeze.

What is even more unexpected is that the national teacher seems to be a frequent visitor here, chatting and laughing with the girls in the building, almost familiar with them.

Today, he didn't wear the pure white fairy robe that was glowing in the dark, but changed into a brocade robe, and the little fairy aura that was lingering at first was reduced a lot, and he became more and more charming like a ghost.

She is even more eye-catching than the sister Hua in the drunk red building.

If you change your clothes again, it's hard to say who is the number one in Zuihonglou.

The old bustard didn't know the identities of those dignitaries who came here in low clothes, let alone the poor boy from the countryside who ran errands for the sisters in the past.

She was still winking and joking with her colleagues: "Lao Chi, I heard that you became a family after you became prosperous. I don't know how many sisters in the building are sad. Why come today when you have time, and you are not afraid of the shrew at home who will beat you with a broom? Be careful When I got home, I was forced to kneel on the washboard by the ears."

She twirled her fingers lightly, made a gesture that suggested asking for money, and continued to joke: "What does your family look like, tell me. In case she comes to find someone later, I will ask the servant to drag her away, and you run through the window." .”

Hearing these words, the dignitaries in micro-clothes next to them were dumbfounded.

Not to mention that the national teacher is familiar with the old bustard, he already has a wife? !Also a fairy?Or mortal?

But listening to what she said, she was no different from ordinary people.

Before the national teacher entered the palace, did he live among the people as a commoner?

Everyone was full of curiosity and doubts, but no one dared to ask, they could only speculate secretly in their hearts.

Chi Si raised his mouth slightly, with a bit of indifference and resentment in his lazy tone: "He doesn't know how to hold a broom but only holds a knife. It's okay, I invited him to come with me today."

The old bustard didn't quite understand the nonsensical and incomprehensible rhetoric.

But she was tactful after all, so she immediately changed the subject: "Who are you looking for today? Ah Fang has been reading you for a long time, why don't you look at her. Don't talk about looking for Zhiwei again."

At this time, a prince in micro-clothes next to him gave the old bustard a gold ingot without hesitation: "Arrange the largest room and call all the beautiful sisters."

When the old bustard saw it, his eyes were brighter than gold, he quickly laughed and flattered him, and asked the servant to lead the distinguished guests to the top floor.

"The person hasn't arrived yet. I'll wait." Chi wantonly pointed.

Several people in the company knew that he was talking about King Linyuan.If he doesn't go upstairs, no one else dares to go upstairs first.

Not to mention a few princes and princes, even the current crown prince, they all stood together at the entrance of the Zuihong Building to greet guests.

Fortunately, such embarrassing things didn't take long, Linyuan Wang Yang Wentuo came here too early.

He is wearing a black brocade robe today, which makes his pale skin look more smoky, and has a bit of a sense of desolation and sternness. glow.

When the old bustard saw this peerless son who was made of jade and gold, his eyes seemed to have been washed away from the mundane dust, and the eyeballs were brighter than the glare of ten ingots of gold ingots.

Meiyan stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, as if she was afraid that someone would run away: "This is the first time for you to come to our drunken red building? I don't know what kind of sisters you like, we have them in this building. If you don't like it Yes, today I will drink with you personally."

She still wanted to tease a few words, but suddenly felt a biting cold wind blowing in from the gate, the soft red silk curtains hanging high in the building were swaying, and the lights as bright as day were flickering and flickering in the wind. The mountain demon cave in the legendary storybook is a little more ghostly and gloomy for no reason.

There seemed to be a faint sound of grinding teeth.

Her body trembled suddenly, and her fingers trembled as she let go of the distinguished guest's arm.

A few drops of cold sweat slipped down, and in the blink of an eye, everything was back to normal. The horrible scene I saw just now seemed to be just a dizzying illusion?

Suddenly the hallucinations of trance disappeared, but the cold and weird reality remained.

The atmosphere between Chi Lao Si and the distinguished guests who came with him and the young man who just arrived was very inconsistent.

The old bustard was well-informed, and he immediately understood that they were together.

But the relationship is mostly not very good on weekdays. They talk and laugh on the surface, but they have their own ghosts inside.

She immediately called the servants to welcome the customers upstairs and escape from the intrigues of these noble families.

It wasn't until he saw the back of the person disappearing on the stairs that he patted his chest and exhaled a soul-stirring breath.

Yang Wentuo exchanged a few words with a few relatives, being modest and polite but also justly alienated and indifferent.

Everyone is traveling in micro-services, so it is inconvenient to reveal their identities, and they have nothing to say.

Chi Si still looked at the other party with a cunning and resentful smile, his eyes full of malice and affection.