Xianyang City.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

The sun is blazing and extremely warm.

In the courtyard.

Ying Ziye, Jian Jiu, Yuan Tiangang, the sweeping monk, Hou Qing and others, lying on the recliner together.

The pine tree is made of reclining chairs and has a faint fragrance, and a layer of animal skin fluff is placed underneath.

Each recliner has small tables on both sides, with pastries and porridge placed, which are sweet and delicious.

There is also a canopy above that blocks part of the sunlight.

"Gululu!"

Firefly faced her little face seriously eliminated the sweet and delicious glutinous rice and red date porridge, and a piece of black and precious crispy porridge.

"Friendly, comfortable!"

Hou Qing lies on the recliner, lying on her back.

He grabbed the edge of the wine jar with one hand, touched the dry bar that was also holding the wine jar next to him, held it high, and the crystal clear wine flowed into his mouth.

"It's so cool!"

Drought is already in a much better mood at this moment.

First, the Huoyu Mountain Villa has been rebuilt, and second, it can be drunk to relieve sorrows. There are also acquaintances Hou Qing and Firefly Gou to accompany them.

But at this time.

"Young Master, Grandmaster!"

The bad guys heard the news and reported respectfully: "On the side of Langya Mountain, representatives of all forces have been summoned by the Mohist school."

"The alliance will be discussed in three days!"

Although some forces have arrived one after another before, they have not come in full. They have just made some plans to make preparations so as not to waste time.

Now that all forces have arrived, they are going to have a formal alliance.

"oh!"

Ying Ziye exclaimed lightly, his face was solemn, and he sat up.

He looked at Wei Zhuang who was out of place and slightly restrained, and smiled and ordered: "This time, I intend to let the anti-sustainable sand and the bad guys act at the same time. Wei Zhuang, go and see your senior brother Gai Nie together!"

Facing the arrangements given by Ying Ziye, Wei Zhuang is also quite looking forward to it.

Moreover, he always felt that he was out of place with the young master, Hou Qing and others.

It seems that there is no idle like the other party...

He still had too short contact with Ying Ziye and was not led to the wrong way.

"Can!"

Wei Zhuang responded.

Then he grew up and prepared to take the people to move.

"Take back the living Jing Tianming."

Ying Ziye said leisurely.

"Can!"

Wei Zhuang nodded slightly and left quickly.

When he left.

The salted fish continued to lie down in the courtyard.

"Young Master!"

Lu Zhi and Lu Su were cautious, with a pair of small hands behind her back and ran over.

The two ran over and squatted slightly in front of Ying Ziye.

"What's wrong?"

Ying Ziye raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Lu Zhi had a graceful expression and a very hot look. Lu Su's little face was a hint of shyness.

"Young Master!"

"This is a gift for you!"

The two stretched out their little hands, but saw one holding a pair of boots.

The two pairs of boots are exquisitely crafted, and are made of good Shu brocade and deer skin.

One pair is a pair of cloud boots, with cloud patterns embroidered on the boots, and dragons and phoenixes dance.

Of course, it is the dragon pattern, and it does not exceed the rules.

A pair of embroidered beasts are embroidered with deer shapes, but have four corners, and are gentle and clean in appearance. They like to play around.

It's enough to show that the two of them have worked hard.

However, when Lu Zhi saw Shao Siming, she immediately felt the crisis and immediately pulled Lu Su and the others to prepare gifts carefully for Ying Ziye.

Seeing this scene, Ying Ziye found that the two of them had a little dark eyes. I guess Lu Zhi and Lu Su must have stayed up late.

He couldn't help but feel ache in his heart, stroked the heads of Lu Zhi and Lu Su, and said softly: "Thank you for your gift, I will cherish it."

What you cherish is not just a gift, but naturally there is also love.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Yuan Tiangang laughed aside.

Jian Jiu also sighed happily: "I'm envious, when will I have such a beautiful wife?"

He looked at Ying Ziye weakly, showing a pitiful look.

The monk sweeping the floor couldn't help but laugh, and hurriedly became serious again, restoring the master's majesty.

"Lao Jiu, don't want your wife, I can introduce it to you!"

However, Yuan Tiangang took over the conversation and said, "I was talking to the elder Xu Hao at the Huoyu Villa site before."

"I heard that there was a beautiful girl named Gongsun Linglong, who was beautiful and wise, elegant and charming, and profound in knowledge, and good at debate."

"How about I'll introduce her to you!"

Jian Jiu was amused when he heard this, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Yes, thank you, Grandmaster."

A squirt!

Hou Qing next to him couldn't help laughing.

He heard that Gongsun Linglong had a nickname, named Gongsun Auntie.

The other party is indeed eloquent, and is even the heir to famous masters.

However, Gongsun Linglong is huge in shape and speaks pretentiously. She likes to cover her face with a mask. She is very confident in her own beauty, which often makes others laugh and cry.

Fu Nian, the head of Confucianism, once used extraordinary to describe her appearance!

"What's wrong?"

Jian Jiu asked without knowing it and was puzzled.

"It's okay!"

Hou Qing waved his hand quickly.

But I wanted to see Jian Jiuwanyi really wanted to see him. When I met Gongsun Linglong, what should I do?

Hanba looked at Ying Ziye holding Lu Zhi and Lu Su's two delicate ladies.

One is Shaoyu, the other is soft and sweet and cute girl.

I couldn't help but fall into memories, and even stopped drinking.

"Young Master, I want you to kiss me!"

Lu Zhi snuggled in Ying Ziye's arms on her left side, tilted her face and said with a smile.

It is bold and fierce, even if there are people watching it, there is no fear.

this……

Ying Ziye was stunned and looked embarrassed.

He looked around Hou Qing and others, and looked over with a smile, but felt embarrassed.

"It's better to give up."

Ying Ziye whispered.
To be continued...