299. Do scholars have so many tricks?
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Girl
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Yuchen ZhenzhenWords: 1121Update Time: 24/01/11 17:58:12
After the results were released, more invitations were sent to the Shen family.
The contents of the invitations were various, including Wenge elegant gathering, Suting elegant gathering, Yan tea tasting, opera listening... and even a flower appreciation banquet, which made Cheng Xi dumbfounded.
Do scholars have so many tricks?
I was shocked!
"Appreciating flowers and drinking tea are just a pretense. They are nothing more than reciting poems and talking about the past and the present."
As Chen Xingluo spoke, he calmly placed one of the invitations that said it was from "Huancai Pavilion" in the corner.
[In view of the general environment,
"There's something for you in here too."
"For me?"
Cheng Xi saw that he had picked out four or five invitations, and found that they were all from the little sisters he had made friends with recently, and one of them was from Mrs. Du. Most of the invitations were to invite her to visit the house, enjoy flowers and drink tea. Qu Shaoya even directly set the meeting place at the teahouse.
The person involved laughed. This was not an invitation. It was clearly asking her to go out and play together.
"I think Xingqi has been holding back for the past two days, so let's go."
The couple was divided into two groups. Shen Xingluo was quickly taken away by the fiery Qin Zheng, and Cheng Xi also took the little girl out. Only one parent was left at home to talk to each other.
"My apprentice is unfilial, and my apprentice-sister-in-law is also unfilial. What kind of destiny do I have—"
The energetic chanting spread far away, causing Cheng Xi to speed up his steps.
"Sister-in-law, is it really okay to leave Mr. Xu at home alone?"
"fine."
Of course it's okay. After taking out several medicinal plants from the plant plane, her cheap master's eyesightened, okay?
The two of them plus Wang Shu quickly arrived at the teahouse. In the familiar box, besides Qu Shaojing, Jiang Yuyao and Qin Nan, and several other little sisters greeted each other before they had time to drink tea when they were distracted by a knock on the door.
"I heard from the maid that you are here, and I found you as expected... Huh? Xiaoxi and Xingqi, why are you here?"
"Yanyan?"
Cheng Xi and Chen Xingluo were also surprised to see Song Yan here, "Didn't you go to your maternal ancestor's house in Zhuozhou?"
"Yes, I just came back the day before yesterday, and I heard Mr. Shen's name before I even entered the house."
Song Yan left for Zhuozhou not long after returning to Beijing from Lin'an Mansion. It was precisely because she knew she was not in the capital that Cheng Xi did not visit her.
Hearing this, Qu Shaoya looked at this and that in surprise, "So you guys know each other?"
"Have you forgotten? I told you that I made two friends in Lin'an Mansion."
Song Yan sat next to Shen Xingqi, her sinful hands couldn't help but rub the little girl's fluffy black hair, and her eyes suddenly narrowed in enjoyment.
Ah~ It turns out it feels so good, she has wanted to do this for a long time!
Shen Xingqi: "?"
Just confused.
Qin Nan was stunned when he heard this, "Wait a minute, I remember you said that those two friends are both extremely talented players with higher talents than you?"
She believes that Cheng Xi is a master. After all, he must be strong enough to save Mr. Wu An from the killer. But what about the sister of the Shen family? How could such a cute and cute little girl be the one Song Yan mentioned? What about the master who beat her until she couldn't hold her head up?
She must have heard wrong!
Qu Shaoya and Jiang Yuyao's hands shaking the fans paused slightly, their expressions subtle.
"Ahem, um...Sister Nan, there's something we didn't seem to tell you."
The assassination in the suburbs of Beijing was still kept under wraps. They wanted to protect the Shen family from being harassed, so they didn't mention it to their friends, but it was impossible not to mention it now.
A few minutes later, Qin Nan was in a daze after being forcefully fed a story.