"Should we start? So soon!"
Mu Cang straightened the hairpin on Shui Miaomiao's head and said softly, "Slow down, don't panic."
Shui Miaomiao held Mu Cang's hand, stood on one foot, and tried hard to put on the half-lost shoes, muttering, "How can I not panic? I just saw a long queue at the door, but in the blink of an eye, It’s about to start, and I’m not prepared at all.”
"It's all your fault!" After putting on his shoes, Shui Miaomiao turned around and glared at Hua Yixian, then took back his hand and ran towards Yueshan.
"Me." Hua Yixian was very innocent and wanted to go up to defend herself, but was stopped by Lan Jixuan, "Miaomiao will be on stage soon, so don't make her nervous."
"It's okay, it's okay." Yue Shan grabbed Shui Miaomiao, who was running over, and comforted her, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "It's just time to start preparations. There's still plenty of time."
"But I'm just nervous."
Shui Miaomiao looked back, "Then I'll go first?"
"Yeah." Leng Ning responded stupidly.
"Miaomiao, prepare well, I will cheer for you." Hua Yixian said cheerfully. He changed his face very quickly. After being helped up by Lan Jixuan, he rubbed his eyes, and the sad feeling disappeared. , people can’t help but wonder if they are dazzled.
"It's better to skip it. You can watch it in a while, but please don't make a sound. I will be more nervous if you do this. It's over, I have forgotten the dance steps."
"Don't worry." Yue Shan put his arms around Shui Miaomiao's waist and walked out of the grove, "I'm here, even if you forget, I can bring it back to you, trust me."
"Of course I believe you, I just don't believe in myself."
"Okay, do we want to sit at the banquet now?" Hua Yixian asked.
"You guys go ahead, I still want to be alone for a while."
"you sure?"
Lan Jixuan nodded, Hua Yixian looked at Leng Ningchi.
"I think I should go take a look at the gate first."
"What about you?" Hua Yixian looked at Mu Cang.
Mu Cang coldly uttered two words, "Internal emergency."
"Okay." Hua Yixian clapped his hands and said, "That's it. Let's get over. I'll go find my sisters and save a seat for you."
"The seats are all arranged in advance."
Hua Yixian waved her hands, turning a deaf ear to Lan Jixuan's words, and left the woods at the lead.
"Is it okay for you to be alone?" Leng Ningchi asked Lan Jixuan as he passed by.
Giving Leng Ningchi a reassuring smile, Leng Ningchi stopped talking and watched Leng Ningchi leave. Lan Jixuan was looking back, and Mu Cang had disappeared without a trace.
Lan Jixuan was the only one left in the grove, apparently.
Lan Jixuan suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice, "Is something wrong?"
"I just want to say that what the fourth brother did just now was too rude. This was in someone else's mansion." Lan Boyu walked out of the darkness.
"Am I more rude or you are more rude?" One sentence instantly angered Lan Jixuan, who had calmed down. He strode towards Lan Boyu and asked sternly, "Look at what you have done. What's wrong with you?" You are qualified to question me!"
"Brother doesn't mean that."
"No?" Lan Jixuan almost squeezed out the words from the tips of his teeth. He looked at Lan Boyu, and Lan Boyu looked at him, calm and calm.
Lan Jixuan was defeated and asked dejectedly, "Brother, do you know what you are doing?"
"It's clear as day."
"Why?" Lan Jixuan took a step back and shook his head, "Why do family matters have to be brought to the stage? Can't we just take a step back? If a gentleman takes something far away, he must wait for it; if he takes something big , then you must be patient."
"But Zhongwei bullied others too much! I tolerated it time and time again, but what about him? He forced me. I am the eldest brother. He ignored the etiquette and challenged me repeatedly. Prestige puts you in a dilemma.”
Lan Jixuan blocked Lan Boyu's outstretched hand. No matter how much he said, he could not accept it. "What's wrong with me? I just became a porter to escort gifts. If my third brother hadn't been sick for some reason, I would be here now." He is standing here watching this farce, so why did he agree to his father in the first place and pretend to have nothing to do with it?"
Lan Boyu looked disappointed, "Is this how you see me as a brother?"
"I respect my brother as I respect my father, but what you have done recently is nothing like that of an elder brother!" Thinking back to the past, Lan Jixuan became a little excited.
"Fourth brother!" Lan Boyu pressed Lan Jixuan's shoulders and asked solemnly, "As the eldest brother, haven't I done enough?"
"It was Zhong Wei who wanted to separate the family. Just because of his nonsense, should I give up my position as the young clan leader? He caused trouble in the clan. I gave in blindly, but he quickly slapped me in the face. On."
"This birthday celebration was entrusted to me by the clan. He crossed his arms and set fire to the storehouse regardless of brotherly love, which almost caused a disaster. I suppressed it and begged him to let go. I was enough. All benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted.”
Lan Jixuan calmed down, yes, if not for this, why would he come to wish Leng Qiaoxian birthday on behalf of the Lan family? He should have followed the Holy Confucian Sect.
"I don't know that my second brother has not given up. He insists on competing with me and raising gifts in private. He is determined to make a fuss. There has never been any separation in our Lan family. I am not here to ask you to let Lan The family is in embarrassment, so I am here to divert everyone's attention from the farce that Lan Boyu wants to separate the family and start his own business, to the after-dinner rumors of brothers fighting."
"Second brother was not like this before."
Lan Jixuan knew about his eldest brother's many difficulties, but he just couldn't accept it. It was like overnight, the second brother and his eldest brother were at odds with each other. Is the position of the young patriarch so important?
"You don't understand a lot of things." Lan Boyu relaxed and patted Lan Jixuan's shoulder, "Brother came to you just to make you relax. This is not something you should worry about. Even if you are a saint, Zong, just practice well and come out after you have adjusted. This is Leng Qiaoxian’s birthday party. You shouldn’t have such a dull face..."
Leng Ningchi returned to the gate of Ying Mansion. There was still a long queue outside the door, and Baili Zhengyong was talking to Wen Renxian.
Wen Renxian nodded, turned around and walked into the mansion.
"Why are you here?" Wen Renxian stopped and asked when he saw Leng Ningchi.
Leng Ningchi leaned over. She knew the true meaning of Wen Renxian's words and replied, "Miaomiao is preparing for the dance performance."
"Thank you for your hard work today."
"I didn't do anything to help Lord Ling."
"You can take your seat first."
"This place?"
"They are all casual cultivators and small sects without invitations. Zhengyong will send someone else."
As An Jue said, there will always be many uninvited people, but they will not be driven away, and they can still get a table.
But how far apart is unknown.
On my birthday today, the city government office closed a street, and the street was hung with red silk and red flowers, waiting for Baili Zhengyong's order to arrange tables and chairs.
Not to mention perfunctory, this table is worth thousands of gold.
Baili Zhengyong also made proper arrangements. No matter how many gifts they give to such uninvited people, they will receive equal gifts in return. In the future, no one will use this matter to make friends with Yingfu.
