Chapter 94 Where did you come from a slim man? Oh!
Song Lan was about to decline, but the eldest princess had already thought she agreed.
Then he made a few more polite words and invited Liu Wu and Pei Yuanshi to go too.
I thought these two people would wink, so I politely refused.
At that time, if we talk to each other for a few more words, she would show regret and regret. Then, when the banquet started, she arranged a capable servant to send some food in person, which would be considered a complete gift.
Unexpectedly, these two young men had no intention of refusing at all.
As soon as she said that, Pei Yuanshi pulled Liu Wu to agree.
The eldest princess:...
It's really better than God!
No matter how good the plan is, it is impossible to match the other party’s cards as soon as he opens his mouth.
But since the words have been said and they have agreed, she is not good enough to say "You are not allowed to go" again, which is a waste of etiquette.
Forget it!
It’s a matter of two more pairs of chopsticks!
At worst, at that time, I will create other opportunities to talk about love and act absurdly for the couple!
If Song Lan knew what the eldest princess was thinking, she would definitely jump.
Who and Yan Jun are acting absurd? !
Who is going to act absurdly with him again? ! !
The eldest princess had an arrangement in her mind and immediately said goodbye to the house, arranged for the mansion, decorated the entire princess's mansion, and decorated it with lights.
Especially the water pavilion where the banquet was to be held, she deliberately asked people to hang several layers of gauze tents around, and arranged them to see them looming, but in fact they couldn't see anything clearly, so that the people inside could, regardless of the situation, You can feel confident and bold in anything you do.
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Watching the eldest princess leave in a hurry, Song Lan glanced at Liu Wu and Pei Yuanshi, and had no intention of explaining.
She went to the house where she worshiped her spiritual seat like nothing, watching the young men in tulle and vaguely dancing with soft waists.
A young man was bold and handed over a peeled grape. He recommended himself with a heart-warming look: "Sir, I have heard a new story today. It is a very popular new story in a teahouse outside. Is it good to tell you?" Song Lan raised his eyebrows.
"Okay!"
After hearing this, after dancing, many years retreated like a tide.
Soon after another group of people were replaced, they came up to cooperate with the young man's storytelling.
"What I said is..."
The boy's voice was crisp, like the sound of broken jade in Kunshan. With the lush voice and emotion, he also did not forget to peel grapes for her with charming eyes like silk. .
The story is not very distinctive, and it even sounds a bit cliché.
But when talking about the supernatural details, the boy can always just rightly grasp the nervousness, and the few people who play with it, it adds a lot of color to this story with average writing skills.
It's just—
Why does this story sound more and more familiar?
"Stop!"
Song Lan sat up straight, with a serious expression.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The boy who was suddenly shouted to stop watching was nervous for a moment. He didn't know where he said or did it wrong, and his palms were sweating a lot. "You just said, who is helping the boss baking Hubiao get rid of evil spirits and find his youngest son?"
The boy breathed nervously and replied carefully: "The Song family is in the third place." Song Langjun..."
"God-telling!!"
Song Lan angrily shouted with a dark face: "Where did you come from the sloppy man? He turned black and white and made up random things!"
This story was clearly told that day, when she took Liu Wu to bake hu cakes in the West City. The stall found out and removed the Hubiao ghost, broke the Hubiao curse, and mentioned the Dalang of the Wang family who sold baked Hubiao. If there was any change in the family and someone was missing, where could he go to find it!
(This chapter ends)