Young man, please stay

Chapter 303 Xiao Lang Returns Home
"Hong Ling, what about Bai Qingqing..."

"shut up!"

"?"

"How dare you! Little Qin Lang, dare you address the Regent by his name?"

"..."

Qin Lang was originally stunned by Zhu Hongling's words "shut up", but he could tell from the next sentence that she was joking, so he laughed foolishly.

Zhu Hongling tilted her head:
"why are you laughing?"

"I was wondering what expression you had under the mask when you said that just now. For example, was it similar to Tuan Tuan?"

"round and round…"

Zhu Hongling thought for a moment:

"Is it the cat that followed you down the Tianshan Mountain?"

"It's a fox."

"You said we are foxes?!"

"No, no, no, of course not in a derogatory sense. It's in a good sense, just... um, a little cunning."

Isn't cunning a derogatory term?

Zhu Hongling didn’t understand. If cunning was not derogatory, then what else about foxes was derogatory?
In short, Qin Lang really had no intention of insulting Zhu Hongling. He was just imagining what the sly smile of the girl would look like on Zhu Hongling's face.

"By the way, is Tuan Tuan in the mansion now?"

"After she woke up from her deep sleep, she disappeared for a long time. But it's okay. When she was in Tianshan, she sometimes disappeared for a year or two. When she came back, she not only brought back news from all over the Great Zhou, but she was also safe and sound. So I'm not worried about this."

……

Instead of worrying about Tuantuan, Qin Lang might as well worry more about Senior Sister Mu who is far away in Tianshan.

Since the immortal disaster, the injuries left by Mu Xuanli on Nangong Zhuo have been healed by Qin Lang, his unfilial junior brother, but Mu Xuanli still doesn't know what's going on.

In other words, Zhuo Beibei had been persuading Qin Lang to relax, otherwise Qin Lang might really have considered going from the capital to Tianshan.

Qin Lang even thought of a biography along the way, called "Little Lang Returns Home", maybe it can be submitted to "Red Face" and become the first long series or something...

But then again, isn’t the name Xiao Lang Huan Xiang a bit strange?
As the saying goes, mother and son... cough... bah!

As the saying goes, there are differences between siblings. Qin Lang vaguely recalled the time when he used to pull his little Lang to tease him when he was a child. He was moved to tears and decided not to name the book "Little Lang Returns Home".

……

"Hong Ling, it's just right. We are still having lunch over there. Why don't we celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival together?"

"what…"

Zhu Hongling didn't expect Qin Lang would invite her to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival together.

If it was just Zhu Hongling and Qin Lang, she might have agreed without hesitation, but now...

The Empress, the Princess, Qianshou, and Qin Lang’s third sister…

Not only are these women not easy to deal with, but the key is that it would be better if they were not mentioned. Once they were mentioned, Zhu Hongling suddenly remembered that the women in the room seemed to have an unclear relationship with Qin Lang... or even a clear relationship...

"Don't go."

"?"

So Zhu Hongling decisively refused.

Although it was Qin Lang who was rejected, it was Zhu Hongling who felt inexplicably depressed.

"Why? It's so much fun when we're all together?"

"Forget it, I don't like to join in the fun...Also, you only invited me, but did you ask for their opinions?"

"Uh...this..."

Zhu Hongling's question hit Qin Lang right on the spot.

Seeing Qin Lang smacking his lips in distress, Zhu Hongling kept watching him, and her mood actually improved a little.

The reason is also very simple.

If Qin Lang said "it doesn't matter" or "it doesn't matter" without thinking, showing that he didn't care at all about what those women thought, Zhu Hongling might have some negative opinions about Qin Lang instead.

But now… "Qin Lang, let's go back first."

"Ah? Stop it, Hong Ling, I..."

"You haven't even eaten yet, so hurry back to spend the holiday with them. Just tell them everything. Su Yupan and Su Yinping will understand."

"Hey wait!"

Zhu Hongling turned to leave, but Qin Lang grabbed her hand.

Zhu Hongling's heart skipped a beat, because Qin Lang did not touch her brass knuckles, but actually pinched her soft palm accurately, which was also a small technical job.

"Then you have to come tomorrow."

"tomorrow…?"

"Hey, if I tell you my story of going down Tianshan Mountain sooner, I can see you take off your mask sooner, right?"

"..."

Zhu Hongling didn't expect that Qin Lang still remembered her promise. It seemed that he was serious, so she might not be able to make excuses at that time.

"Got it, let's go!"

"Ah."

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Back in the main room, Qin Lang told everyone exactly how the Regent had sent people to investigate the stables and how Ben Lei had helped to drive them away.

Everyone felt very surprised, even Su Yinping and Su Yupan, who were used to the Regent's investigation as Zhu Hongling said.

"I feel restless as soon as I come back. Yupan, what do you think?"

"This Bai guy...what is he doing on such a festive occasion..."

Su Yupan muttered, but finally took a sip of realgar wine:

"Forget it, let her be."

"But…"

Su Yinping frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Because Qin Lang had one hand under the table, quietly pressing on her leg.

Su Yinping looked at Qin Lang blankly, only to see Qin Lang shaking his head slightly. Although she didn't know why, she subconsciously listened to Qin Lang's words and didn't say anything else.

Of course, since the button had been pressed, Qin Lang, who had quietly interrupted Su Yinping, would not easily let go of such a small opportunity. He took advantage of the situation and rubbed the princess's legs twice through her skirt with his big hands.

The princess almost spit out the wine, a blush flashed across her pretty face, and she immediately raised her embroidered shoes and hit Qin Lang.

"Um--!"

Ms. Su was a martial artist after all, and she stepped quite hard, causing Qin Lang to groan as if his shit was cut off, attracting the attention of everyone at the table.

In order to maintain his image, Qin Lang had to force a grin and raise his glass:
"Come on! Let's have another drink together! Happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

"Happy Dragon Boat Festival~"

……

The food and wine at noon can only be regarded as the beginning of today's festival. After lunch, there will be various street performances in the streets and alleys of the capital.

There are people beating gongs and drums, dancing dragons, performing with brushes, and selling small items.

The most exciting of all must be the performances on the entire street near the North Gate, because the performances there are choreographed by the Jiaofangsi, and will be performed all the way from the North Gate to the palace. Finally, in the evening, accompanied by a fireworks display, the palace will hold a Dragon Boat Festival banquet.

In previous years, there were usually two Dragon Boat Festival banquets.

One at noon, the other at night.

At noon, people mainly eat, while at night, people mainly play, which includes traditional performances such as fireworks and martial arts competitions, as well as literary and entertaining activities such as word puzzles and poetry competitions that gradually became popular during the reign of Empress Zhaoguan.

This year, the empress did not hold a special Dragon Boat Festival banquet in the afternoon, but she still wanted to hold an entertaining Dragon Boat Festival banquet in the evening, so she invited all the people in the princess's mansion into the palace.

This gave Qin Lang his first opportunity to enter the palace.

"Baby, um, can I go to your place tonight to take a look?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)