"Really?" The spiritual cultivator's little eyes were filled with evil spirits. "Even if he is five years older than you, don't mind?"

"Of course it's true." Youmeng raised the corners of her mouth and muttered sneakily, "How could I think he was old..."

I thought to myself that the Grand Tutor was so many years older than me, and I liked it even though I had made her feel that men who have been preserved by time are more interesting?

Ling Xiu smiled and said, "Then I tell him to go, he must be very happy when he hears it."

"Oh, don't, my good sister!" Youmeng was anxious and grabbed her, "Let him know that I'm trying to break him right from wrong behind his back. How embarrassing it..."

"I really envy you." The spiritual cultivator drank on her forehead and slapped, "No, you both make me envious."

Youmeng couldn't quite understand what she meant: "Hmm?"

"As the saying goes, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals." The spiritual cultivator stared at her, "I envy you for your love and love each other so sincerely."

Youmeng was sweet and shy, and he patted Ling Xiu's shoulders with pleasure and said, "Then I wish my sister, I will find your destined person as soon as possible!"

The spiritual cultivator just smiled faintly, turned his face and stopped talking, and a trace of imperceptible pain flashed through his eyes.

"By the way, sister, why don't you do me a favor?" Youmeng suddenly had an idea, "Su Zhi and I have an agreement. I think the occasion tonight is suitable for me to fulfill it, but I want to give him a surprise."

The spiritual practitioner raised his interest: "What agreement?"

Youmeng smiled and pulled her closer and whispered.

The spiritual practitioner's eyes lit up: "This idea sounds very good."

Youmeng was a little embarrassed: "But... sister, you know my identity, it's not convenient to show up like this. I'm afraid I'll be recognized."

The spiritual cultivator held her hand: "Don't worry, I can arrange all of this, come with me."

After speaking, Youmeng was pulled out of the main hall.

Su Zhi accompanied the group of children to practice singing, and a hearty laughter rang behind him: "That kind of awesome girl, even a god will touch the hearts of ordinary people, right?"

Su Zhi didn't look back, his tone was full of indifference that you were not talking to me: "Uncle Wei, you've drunk too much."

Wei Changling waved his hand meaninglessly: "It's a bit too much, but he's still awake."

Su Zhi understood what he said and turned around and stared at Wei Changling.

"I think we're still..." Wei Changling glanced at the children with his eyes, "Let's just talk?"

A deep feeling appeared in Su Zhi's eyes, and he followed him upstairs in a tacit agreement, headed to a quiet place, and talked for a moment.

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It is normal that when spiritual cultivation takes place, the guests below can't wait. She is worthy of being the pillar of the music shop. Before the show started, the dignitaries and nobles who supported her could no longer hold back and began to give rewards one after another.

But after waiting for a long time, she finally waited for her personal maid Shancha, and blessed her place, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone, our spiritual musicians have a bad voice. We need to take care of it for a day. I'm afraid we can't offer songs to you tonight."

The seat suddenly booed: "We all came here for spiritual girls, why don't we sing if we don't sing?"

"That's right, my music tickets are all bought with real money!"

"It's so unkind!"

The guests expressed their dissatisfaction, and camellia comforted everyone: "But the girl said that she was in good health and could not ruin the noble people's music tickets and rewards, so she found a new musician with exquisite music skills to perform for her."
Chapter completed!