Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1107 How much is your old face worth?
Han Wangfu.

Nangong Han took a miscellaneous book to read: "Where is the princess?"

"Princess went to Qianjin Pavilion." Liufeng replied.

"This girl has such a temper, if she says she doesn't care, she really ignores her, she's really cruel." Nangong Han threw down the miscellaneous books in annoyance, rubbing the center of her brows.

"My lord, there are still two days left for hunting, when the time comes, I will take the concubine for a walk, everything will be fine." Liu Feng suggested.

"That's the only way to go, let's make arrangements."

"Yes!"

Township government.

The old man sighed for a long time, and sighed for the 380th time: "Oh."

The old lady glanced at him angrily: "What are you doing? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Xiao Liu still hasn't come, are you sure someone will invite you?"

"Nonsense, how many times have you asked this month?"

"Then why hasn't she come? The servant must be lazy."

"I said, old man, you have annoyed Xiao Liu so much that I can't even see her, so you can't go to Prince Han's mansion to coax her in person."

"Do you think I don't want to? I'm not worried that she won't see me, how embarrassing it is. "

"How much is that old face of yours worth? I don't care about you, anyway, if you don't coax Xiao Liu back, I'll kick you out of the house!"

"Hey, it's against you, you old woman, you still drove me out, you can try to drive me out."

Xiao Liu was wandering on the street and saw a windmill seller, one of them was blown by the wind and turned very fast.

Take a few steps quickly, "I want this."

Pick it up and start playing, and someone will pay for it later.

Xiao Liu just held it like this, as long as there was wind, the windmill would keep turning, she was smiling.

There were a few men on the corner of the street. Whenever they saw a woman holding a windmill, they would quickly step forward and drag her into the alley.

Upstairs in the teahouse, Nangong Wei looked at Xiao Liu who was holding a windmill, the corners of her mouth raised.

Suddenly, while Xiao Liu was walking, the windmill in his hand was broken by a gust of wind and fell to the ground.

She looked up and looked at the man who was slowly walking towards her: "Song Wenlin? When did you return to Beijing?"

Song Wenlin glanced at the second floor of the teahouse without any trace, and smiled: "I just arrived today, what is the princess doing?"

"Hey, it's this windmill. I bought one because I saw it was fun, and I just ruined it." Xiao Liu pouted, unhappy.

Song Wenlin glanced at the windmill on the ground, "What's so interesting about this, we have real waterwheels in Yangzhou, the kind that moves with water, that's the fun."

"Really? How big is it?" Xiao Liu was very curious, she had never seen a real windmill, no, what does a waterwheel look like.

"I'll draw a picture for you in a while. If I have a chance to come to Yangzhou, I'll take you to see it myself." Song Wenlin looked at Xiao Liu's face a little absent-mindedly.

"Okay, okay, then you can draw now." Xiao Liu looked around, then dragged him into a nearby shop, and asked someone to bring out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Nangong Wei on the teahouse paid attention to Song Wenlin the moment he appeared, "Who is this person? Go and find out!"

Although it ruined her plan, this man may be better than this plan.

Xiaoliu held a picture of a waterwheel that he had painted, along with Yangzhou's unique towns and winding water villages.

She looked as if she was there.

Then she dragged Song Wenlin to talk about many things about Yangzhou, and then she left him with more than enough meaning.

Song Wenlin looked at Xiao Liu who was leaving, the emotions in his eyes were changeable, and finally hid in the depths.

"My lord, our master is here to invite you!" A man stood in front of Song Wenlin.

Song Wenlin seemed to be aware of it, looked towards the second floor of the teahouse, nodded, and followed the man upstairs.

"What's the matter with the girl?"

(End of this chapter)