Being chased by the empress, begging me to spread my wings!

Chapter 58: [Zhirou girl, who would call such a vulgar name?]

"I'll participate."

"That's a little bit of my heart."

Suning said, casually dropping a few pieces of broken silver under the tray covered by the handkerchief of the maid.

This counts as an admission ticket.

Feeling the essence light in the eyes of the blonde girl, Suning casually stuffed a few more pieces of silver into her bosom.

Several other princes in the vicinity also participated, placing silver taels on the tray, and Ling Feiyan's two senior brothers, Qingxuan and Mo Ran, were no exception.

Everyone knows that this is Qingyufang's means, in order to loot the money of these rich sons and brothers, and the collected silver taels can be put into the hands of Zhirou girl one by one.

But no one shouted out this kind of thing loudly, originally came to the land of wind and moon to get away with happiness, no one is bad at this little money, and there is no need to make a fuss about such a trivial matter.

That would be a loss of identity.

Suning kept warm up in the arms of a few blonde beauties for a few more hours, and Qingxuan and Mo Ran on the opposite side looked at his smug appearance of the spring breeze, and their teeth were almost crushed.

The two people who were originally handsome in the Flying Immortal were also handsome men, and the disciples who pursued them also had five fingers.

Thinking of taking advantage of the opportunity to leave the division to experience the worldly prosperity and mortal happiness, the two also deliberately found an excuse to split the little junior sister Ling Feiyan before running here.

After all, this kind of place is really not suitable for a pure girl like Ling Feiyan.

And if she saw the two people hugging left and right here, it would damage their great image in front of the little junior sister.

What they didn't know was that their image almost never had a positive moment in Ling Feiyan's eyes.

After the two secretly left Ling Feiyan, they had already become the image of the big badass.

And Ling Feiyan's heart for many years finally opened, and it contained memories of when she and Suning first met.

"This man is handsome and talented, he must be a scumbag!"

Qing Xuan pointed at Suning with one hand and said to the ink dye on the side.

"Look, that kid is about to flow out."

Mo Ran also said sourly, but he thought more comprehensively.

"This kind of person can be seen by our brothers, and we must not let him go to the girl who harms the good family."

"If you dare to seduce my little junior sister, see if I don't break his leg!"

The two said, and their guardedness towards Suning gradually rose.

Thinking of his little sister Ling Feiyan, who was like a flower, he had a feeling of protecting the calf.

The two and Ling Feiyan are also children of the Ling family.

Ling Qingxuan, Ling Moran, although he is not the child of the head of the Ling family, his status in the Ling family is equally noble.

Although the two are quite talented, they do not have the perverted self-motivation of Ling Feixue.

Hearing that the Spirit Sword Sect was extremely harsh, he gave up worshiping the sect and chose the Flying Immortal Sect, which was relatively lenient towards the disciples under the disciples.

The Flying Immortal Sect is in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, close to the secular world, and its treatment is much stronger than that of the hidden world sect of the Spirit Sword Sect.

So the three brothers and sisters hit it off and became disciples of Feixian together.

As for Ling Feixue, who was practicing in the Spirit Sword Sect, who might have crushed them in the future, the three rotten cubs said they didn't care.

We just need to enjoy the happiness, and let Ling Feixue do such a troublesome thing to do.

Ling Feiyan's goal is to find his true destiny, Ling Qingxuan, Ling Moran, these two brats have no goal.

Or the goal is to make yourself comfortable and happy every day, without any long-term planning.

A happy day is a day.

And today, the two optimists are unhappy.

By what!

Why is that one named Suning more popular than us!

We are the sons of the Ling family, and we have a lot of silver in our hands!"

And he doesn't look worse than that kid!

Are we not handsome enough, or are we not as coquettish as this kid?

At this time, Suning was still immersed in the embrace of the gentle township, not caring at all that his current self had been targeted by his future uncle.

Sleepy-eyed, the hara in his mouth is about to flow out.

She rolled over from the blonde girl's chest and turned her head into the arms of the white Dongzhou young lady.

Well, this big Yanmar is a flower shelf, or I feel that the beauty born and raised in Dongzhou is sweet.

Soon, it was evening.

At sunset, the evening is about to begin.

The guests of Qingyufang took the girls in their hands and went out the door to the Huaihe Bridge.

As the most famous head card in Yong'an City, Zhirou's every appearance has attracted thousands of people.

At this time, the west city of Yong'an City was already overcrowded, and they all made a special trip to admire the peerless face of the Zhirou girl.

No matter how large the area of a green jade fang is, it is impossible to accommodate so many people at the same time.

The residents of Yong'an City all gathered on the Qinhuai River.

On the lofts on both sides of the river stood richly dressed dignitaries, and ordinary people laid down a small boat or lotus flower under the bridge, on which they pinned their good expectations for the future.

Today is the most lively festival of the Great Song Dynasty - the Shangyuan Festival.

Soon, several well-dressed girls slowly approached the crowd in small boats.

They all wear delicate makeup, and they are either holding lanterns or holding various musical instruments such as pipas.

All of them are graceful and graceful.

"Is that Miss Zhirou?"

"It's so beautiful."

A restaurant shop Xiao Er with a towel on his shoulder looked at the beauty on the boat and couldn't help but admire.

He has never seen much of the world in this kind of small house, and when he meets a girl who dresses up casually, he thinks that people are absolutely beautiful.

The companions on the side laughed.

"I haven't seen it, they are all flower ladies from Qingyufang."

"How is Miss Zhirou so easy to see?"

"That's all for big people, and we ordinary people look good with these girls."

The companion spoke in a tone that gradually decreased.

At the bottom of his own, even the beauties who can only look at it are big people playing the rest.

Today, the rich merchants and princes and nobles of Yong'an City are all rubbing their hands, just to see the Zhirou girl's stunning appearance.

However, this opportunity is not something that money can buy, and if you want to meet the real face, you need to be personally invited by Miss Zhirou.

As for the conditions that are valued by the Zhirou girl~ more metaphysics.

It mainly depends on her mood.

The so-called when you are unhappy, it is difficult to buy a beautiful face, if you are happy, it is not necessary to directly do not want the bride price to make a promise.

Suning followed the crowd to the boat and found that the treasure ship was as tall as a three-story building, and he was a little amazed at how it stopped on the small Qinhuai River.

Several people and the Zhirou girl on the opposite side were separated by a thin drapery, and they could only see a graceful figure inside.

She seemed to be sitting upright, with a guqin in front of her.

Sitting inside was Zhirou, who was crazy for everyone in Yong'an City, she lowered her head, and the maids around her couldn't see her expression clearly.

Zhirou stretched out a slender jade finger like a coupling shoot, coated with red nail polish, which was bright in color, but not frivolous.

The woman sitting upright has picturesque eyebrows, her long hair drags on the ground like a waterfall, and her neon peony and red robe are graceful and magnificent, dignified and atmospheric. People can't help but sigh, even if it is compared to the Luan Feng in the current dynasty, it is not inferior in the slightest.

She is just admired by everyone, men crave, and women are jealous, but she does not seem to feel pleasure from it.

Although she tried her best to stabilize her emotions, there was still a faint sadness at the corner of her eyebrows.

Bored, she took the bamboo stick from the bamboo stick on one side.

"Li Rusong, Huanggong He, Chu Qianqiu..... And that Lord Huang, who is already seven old and eighty. Zhirou

casually threw the note on the ground, and the maid on the side quickly knelt down and put it back in the bamboo tube.

These are the names of the nobles of the high gates in the capital, and the Zhirou girl can be careless, but these slaves cannot be neglected.

If these high-eyed big people found out that their name Jane was treated like this, no one could stand it.

"These men are sanctimonious hypocrites, but they are just a group of womanizers, but they

want to show off the style."

"Greasy!"

The Zhirou girl gently supported her forehead and combed the hair on her forehead, and her words were all contempt.

Her expression was still bleak, and she picked up the bamboo Jane in the bamboo tube and suddenly saw the name on it.

The sad face couldn't help but smile heartily.

Cherry said in a small voice,

"Kibal Big Chadson."

"Who would call such an obscene name?"

(Guo Zhirou)