The husband of the female queen, he is soft and cute

Chapter 48
As soon as this side was over, servants from Yuanzhong came to call everyone to sit in the garden.

Su Chengrui stretched out his hand towards the people on the ground, squinted his eyes and said with a low smile, "Miss Wan still has the strength to stand up? This banquet has just begun, and I'm still waiting to see the next wonderful performance!"

Hearing this, Wan Yingchun raised his head and subconsciously glanced at her side. Seeing that Yang Qingyue turned away as if he didn't see her gaze, he couldn't help turning pale, humming softly and clapping the hands in front of him, and hurriedly got up and followed. .

The people in the gazebo left one after another, and there were not many people left in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go too." Su Chengrui said to Liu Xiaolian.

"Miss Su, please stay."

Someone behind her called her.

Su Chengrui turned around and looked at the refined figure in white clothes in front of him, "Mr. Luo, is there something wrong?"

I have to say that Luo Yunzhi is indeed beautiful. Even though his face cannot be seen clearly through the veil, he can still stand out among the clouds of beauties, which is unforgettable.

Luo Yunzhi came to her and handed over the things in his hand, "Miss Su left something behind."

Su Chengrui stared at the blood jade in his hand, and suddenly understood the reason for the dispute between Ah Qing and him in Luoshangfang.

It's just that what she didn't understand was why since Luo Yunzhi had already taken the blood jade back, why would he give it to her now?

The man looked at Su Chengrui with his dark eyes, and there was a slight smile inside, "Since this blood jade is with Miss Su, Miss Su should send someone to return it, so that our marriage contract can be considered complete." It's all over, isn't it?"

Su Chengrui changed his mind, took the jade pendant and thanked him.

His eyes suddenly fell on the back of his hand, and there was a row of small tooth marks on the inside of the back of his hand.The tooth marks had obviously been there for a while, and a shallow layer of blood scab had formed on the broken skin.

Needless to say, Su Chengrui could guess whose masterpiece it was.

Because the injury was on the left hand and the location was not obvious, no one noticed it all the time.

Luo Yunzhi was about to take back his hand when suddenly the woman grabbed her palm.He looked startled, his brows were furrowed, and he was about to reprimand him.

Su Chengrui took out a handkerchief, carefully wrapped the wound and tied it in a knot, let go of the man's hand before he got angry, and said with a smile, "Okay, return it to the original owner."

Luo Yunzhi was puzzled.

Suddenly, he saw familiar characters embroidered on a corner of the veil, which was the piece he had lost a few days ago.He raised his head in surprise, but saw that the woman had already turned and left.

Luo Yunzhi's eyes fell on the bandaged palm, and he was slightly absent-minded.The fingertips were hot, and it seemed that the temperature of the woman's palm still remained on them.

Why does this Su Mu seem different from the rumored one?
The banquet is set in a corner of the garden.

Dozens of tables, large and small, were placed in two rows, with men and women sitting on one side, separated by a red carpet in the middle, as a venue for performances.

The night was completely dark.

There are countless colorful lanterns hanging in the garden, and the blooming flowers are gently swaying in the wind with the sound of the zither. Sitting at the table, tasting delicious food and drinking fine wine, the evening wind blows on the face with a refreshing fragrance.

"Damn it! Su Mu, honestly, did you secretly find a master to learn chess crazily? You played chess with one hand. You didn't see Wan Yingchun's expression throughout the whole process. It's really wonderful!"

Sitting next to him, Liu Xiaolian drank wine and relished talking about the previous game in the pavilion.

Su Chengrui smiled without saying a word, raised his wine glass to touch hers.

Liu Xiaolian asked curiously, "By the way, she will really give you those pink pearls?"

"If she doesn't give it, I'll come to ask for it."

Liu Xiaolian raised his eyebrows and said, "Honey, that's the treasure of Wanjia's town store. What's the difference between this and directly copying her pawnshop?"

"How could I do such an illegal thing as copying someone's shop? It would be embarrassing for your mother, but the bet is different! The yellow mouth and white teeth personally agreed! She wants I want to rely on..."

Su Chengrui paused, facing Liu Xiaolian's curious eyes, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, "I'll take someone to tear down her shop again!"

"puff!"

Liu Xiaolian couldn't hold back the drink from his mouth.

I thought she could come up with some novel method, but in the end I still had to demolish the shop!
Liu Xiaolian raised his sleeve to wipe the water stains from the corners of his lips, suppressed a smile and patted her arm, "Okay, okay, don't forget to invite me to join in the fun."

A melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in the distance, making the noisy banquet suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked for their reputation, and saw the white gauze floating in the wind in the waterside pavilion, faintly showing the slim figure sitting behind.

The wide red sleeves are scattered on the piano platform, and the tender fingers painted with bright red cardamom gently touch the strings, following the melodious melody, like an elf dancing on it.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, but just a pair of hands was enough to make people's imagination run wild.

"It's Young Master Yingyue!"

Who in the crowd recognized the figure first and exclaimed.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The song is over.

The people in the water pavilion got up slowly, lifted the veil and walked out, a crimson figure appeared in sight, like a succubus that night, capturing the attention of everyone present at a glance.

Jiang Yingyue bowed gracefully to the crowd, "Yingyue has met all the young masters and ladies."

The golden trousers inserted into the bun swayed slightly with his slight squatting movements, making crisp and soft sounds in the air.

The man lowered his brows and eyes, and his black hair was rolled up casually. The already delicate brows and eyes were slightly powdered, his eyes moved, and his every frown and smile showed amorous feelings.

There was a gasp and admiration from the crowd.

One of the young ladies came back to her senses and joked with a smile, "Miss Du still has a lot of face, Young Master Yingyue never likes to attend such occasions, most people can't invite him!"

"Yuntai is absurd! I just followed suit." Du Chun'er said with a chuckle, and drank with her.

"It's just a brothel boy, what's there to be proud of!" A young man in a pink gauze skirt couldn't see it, put down the wine cup in his hand heavily, and muttered dissatisfiedly with his mouth pouting.

Many women were immersed in the beauties and the fairy music, and they couldn't get enough of it. They all shouted and asked Jiang Yingyue to play another song. The atmosphere of the banquet was enhanced to the most lively stage by the appearance of the oiran.

It was Du Chun'er who got up first and pressed Jiang Yingyue to the table.

Jiang Yingyue's seat happened to be next to Luo Yunzhi's, and both of them were among the most beauties in Tongcheng.

One is as cold and bright as the moon, and the other is as enchanting as the scorching sun. Two beauties with completely different styles, sitting together instantly make the garden full of flowers lose their due color.

Someone proposed to play the drinking order.

Du Chun'er shook her head and said with a smile, "What about drinking orders? I've been tired of throwing pots in previous years. Let's try something new this year."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested.

"What new pattern?"

Du Chun'er clapped his hands, and the servants brought up a wooden tube with dozens of wooden sticks stuck in it.

"Everyone here has a number engraved on the corner of the table." She shook it as she spoke, reached out and randomly took out a wooden stick from it, and pointed to the number on it.

"23."

"My table is 23."

A voice as crisp as a yellow warbler sounded.

　I didn't expect everyone's comments to be so tacit.

　　They all like sweet pet articles, so Cangcang knows how the next plot will go.

　　Haha.

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(End of this chapter)