After three rounds of drinking, Uncle Rong joked: "Azhi is still very proud of his face. He can invite the princess as a guest. Look, Changling's birthday in previous years has never been as happy as today."

After he said this, everyone looked at Wei Changling, and his face was slightly drunk.

"I'm so happy, it seems like the family is reunited." He looked at Su Zhi with a smile, "But the happiest thing is that I still hear Azhi's mute disease healed."

Su Zhi's thin lips are slightly bent, and he is always so elegant.

"I guess it's because of the princess's blessing." Uncle Rong's kind-hearted eyes were shuttled between the couple, making Youmeng embarrassed to speak.

"Originally, He Que wanted to take me out of the house to relax, but he deliberately kept me in a silence and didn't say where to go. Now I know." She smiled sweetly and glanced at Su Zhi coquettishly, "It turned out to be back to her parents' home."

"My mother's home?"

Uncle Rong and others were stunned and quickly realized that it was the little girl who was deliberately teasing Su Zhi. Su Zhi fell in a calm and laughed without saying a word.

"It's interesting and interesting. We are Azhi's 'family family'? Haha..." Wei Changling couldn't stop smiling, "I won't be in my father's family in the future, Azhi, I hope the princess will take care of her more."

"Don't worry, I will definitely raise your Master Su to be fat and fat, and..." Youmeng turned to look at Su Zhi with a wicked smile, "Since it's a family, I will often bring him back to see you."

Everyone laughed and said yes. Su Zhi smiled with a clear smile on his face. On the surface, he looked very calm, but there was a mystery under the table. Just as Youmeng was talking, he kept holding her hand and rubbing it secretly. Youmeng was so sweet that he wanted to pull it back, but he held it.

The spiritual cultivation was close to each other and saw their little movements under the table, thousands of words surged from their hearts.

"I see your fate that has been so in love with you now, I am so happy for you." She raised her glass, with a dignified manner. "Spiritual cultivation respects you, I wish you lovers, you can always fly together and roar with the zither."

Su Zhi smiled and took her heart. Youmeng said shyly, "Sister is so serious. If it weren't for the pulling of her sister, maybe I wouldn't have a chance to meet He Que, and you would be our matchmaker."

Ling Xiu stared at her with relief: "I dare not be a matchmaker, so let me witness you go all the way with the standpoint of a friend."

The two of them happily drank this cup together. When they came back to their senses, they saw Uncle Rong calling out a few musicians, and whispered a few words to them. Then they stood up and left the seat one after another.

Youmeng was puzzled: "Oh Uncle Rong? Why don't you eat it?"

Uncle Rong smiled silly: "This birthday is my birthday, but it's time for our Lefang, and the rules of opening the door to welcome guests are still unavoidable."

Youmeng knew it and looked at Lingjing reluctantly: "Good sister, then do you have to perform on stage later?" No wonder she rarely drinks on the table, so she just whispered the cup when she was toasting Uncle Wei and herself.

The spiritual practitioner held her hand and said, "Yes, but I'm a little later, so I can talk to you again."

"Okay." Youmeng couldn't ask for it.

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Everyone had enough food and drink, and gradually dispersed to do their own business.

Su Zhi rarely comes back, so he naturally has to stay in the Lefang for a few more moments, walk around, and relive the past feelings, while Youmeng is accompanied by spiritual cultivation.

The two of them sat on the back of the singing stage, on the steps of the spring pool with a giant landscape landscape, and were chatting when they suddenly heard a group of children's quarrels: "Brother Su!...Brother Su!..."
Chapter completed!