Xiang Xinci shook her head quickly, she didn't dare! She seemed even more nervous when she was shaken by the third brother: "I'm very happy if I can... I can come out..." I don't look out.

A little thing that is not good! "Where is this? You can go shopping when you come out. You can open the curtain to look outside. Look, it's not scary." Xiang Zhuyan opened the curtain a crack and pulled her over.

Xiang Xinci was "caught out of control" and faced the direction of the window. The noisy scene outside seemed to rush towards her through the wooden baffle!

Xiang Xinci shrank and was shocked.

Xiang Zhuyan couldn't laugh. How could he have such a silly and cute sister? He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub her little face. He still couldn't relieve his anger after being deformed. He was so cute that he was so foul.

Xiang Xinci protested in disbelief: "Umbrella, sing..."

"It's so good, I won't tease you anymore." Xiang Zhuyan pulled her closer and signaled her to look out through the gap: "Is it lively?"

Xiang Xinci opened her big eyes: "Many people..."

This is where I go: "That is, there is no embroidered mirror in my car window. If there is, you will be more enjoyable to see it. The ladies in our mansion have embroidered mirrors on their carriages. The embroidered mirrors can be seen from the inside. The outside cannot be seen through the embroidery. When you get good, let the mansion customize a carriage for you and you can go out every day. At that time, there will be more people watching than now and it is more lively."

"real!"

"When did the third brother fool you?"

Xiang Xinci immediately swore in anticipation and promised: "I will definitely be good!"

"Okay, our Xiaoqi is obedient." Xiang Zhuyan lifted the curtain with distress: "You see that the street over there is not. Turning over is the spice market that our saints all have famous."

"Where?" Xiang Xinci leaned over, subconsciously pressed on the third brother's leg, and tried hard to look out.

Xiang Zhuyan hung up the curtain a little, reached back, took a tea stool, smiled and raised her hand, put it on her knees and asked her to help her: "Isn't it very lively?"

Xiang Xinci was stunned for a moment, but her face was still filled with an incredible well-behaved expression that was impacted by the scenery outside the window.

She had just acted subconsciously, and at least if Xiang Zhuyuan was by her side, she was used to it. Moreover, Xiang Zhuyuan would not remind her if she was suitable, but - don't expect him to have bilberry action: "Can we go?"

Xiang Zhuyan immediately scratched his head: "Next time, I will definitely go next time."

Xiang Xinci smiled, as if she didn't understand his embarrassment at all. Seeing him looking at him who was very worried about bringing him out but still happy with him, she thought, it was not unreasonable for Xiang Zhuyan to be favored.

A innocent heart, loves to play and make fun, and is prone to the spirit of being absent-minded, and looks very popular with elders.

It's hard to take action.

Xiang Xinci looked out the window "obsessed" but did not mean to let the other party go. At least, her mother repeatedly provoked her, so she wanted to give them an extraordinary "big gift"! It was given by the third brother himself, hoping that the second aunt could hold on.

When the carriage turned countless bends, it entered a prosperous and orderly street.

Xiang Xinci's eyes suddenly became a little serious and had not moved away from the shops by the road. It should be here... She had not gone out at this time in her previous life, and there was still a certain gap between the shops on the street and her original understanding.

Suddenly, when Xiang Xinci saw a familiar teahouse plaque, she picked up the tone she had just said, "Brother Three, where is this place? Are there anyone listening to the opera? It looks very lively?"

Xiang Zhuyan took a look and felt that there were too many acquaintances here, which was not good, and it would be better not to get off the bus. He thought that Xiaoqi had rejected the spice market just now, and if he refused again - what's the point of going out this time?

Xiang Zhuyan suddenly felt excited, and he looked forward and was afraid of anything. He brought everything out, so he let Xiaoqi enjoy it: "Minda stop!"

Minda wanted to whip the horse again: "San Master, there are so many people here..."... The third master has already helped Miss Seven get off the carriage.

"Wear the veil. This is a restaurant that pays great attention to refreshments, but refreshments are not their main ones. The main thing is their characteristics. Have you seen their plaque today? This is today's poem, one every day. Only when you come out can you go in. Third brother will take you to see it."

"It must be right..." The poem... Before the last word was expressed, the person was dragged out.

"Follow me." Xiang Zhuyan was tidying up his clothes, handsome and unrestrained, Yanran, the noble young master in the capital: "Does your brother look very literary?"

Xiang Xinci nodded in support, but his hands grabbed his sleeves with fear and nervousness and followed him obediently.

Xiang Zhuyan patted her back comfortably.

Xiang Xinci's eyes were unrest, but he was content with himself and grasped his brother's sleeves. He knew in his heart what this place was. None of the princes and nobles and so-called celebrities and scholars were missing. Because of this rule, the answers he gave could not be repeated, which indeed blocked many people outside the door and invisibly screened the guests.

Even if you come in by buying answers, those who can have the leisure and elegance to buy answers will naturally not be much different from their family background.

Therefore, there are more useful people who can meet here.

Xiang Xinci was about to feel sorry for the person in front of her. If she appeared in front of everyone in the name of his own sister, how could his own third sister meet people in the future? It would be really worrying to think about it.

"The Third Young Master is indeed well-known. If you answer two pairs correctly, you can bring people into the venue. However, you know, the Third Young Master. We have specially prepared for the girls' family here-"

Xiang Xinci tightened his hands holding his brother's sleeve!

Xiang Zhuyan immediately protected him: "Where did you come from so much nonsense?" Can his sister's pen and ink be read casually?

The waiter did not dare to condemn Master San: "Yes, yes!" He hurriedly shouted to the museum according to the rules: "Give a pot of Longjing and give it to Master Xiang San——"

Xiang Zhuyan looked at Xiang Xinci proudly.

Xiang Xinci looked at the third brother with admiration, and the light in his eyes was full of gentle smiles. This smile filled his eyes but did not reach the bottom of his heart. This teahouse also has an advantage, and it shouted loud enough. Those who want to cling to each other, or those who have bad relationships, must be unable to sit still when they hear this shout.

Xiang Zhuyan was so gloomy that his sister's praise must be fully accepted: "I have no knowledge, but I can match it with anyone, and our elder brother can also turn it around, so that they have no customers for ten or twenty years, so they are all small-scale fights and are not worth mentioning. The young fourteen who just entered school in our mansion can match it, don't make a fuss." This is the misfortune of admiration. In the future, wouldn't she just come to me and recite a few jokes? She can't find the North. No, no!

Xiang Xinci immediately smiled with her eyebrows and eyes curled up, and she could feel infinite sweetness and vitality through the veil: "Only the third brother is the most powerful."

"Can speak, leave."

All living beings have stairs and private rooms specially prepared for women. Xiang Zhuyan took her there.

I saw a group of people coming down the stairs opposite. The man in the lead was eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a jewel-like dress, a beautiful cloud, a wealthy and prosperous dress, his hair was tied up with a gem hairpin, and a gold ingot collar hanging on his chest. He took advantage of his nobleness and flauntlessness.

As soon as this man opened his mouth, he was indeed as selfless as his clothes: "Who am I going to be? This is not Master Xiang San! I thought I had heard you wrong when I heard you report your name just now. Are you waiting to go further in the school and come out to gain fame?"

The followers behind Mr. Jiang immediately spoke nervously: "Mr. Little Marquis——"

"Shut up!"

The man dared not say anything anymore.

In a private room near the lobby on the second floor, someone happened to see the scene downstairs and couldn't help but be excited. Mr. Jiang and Mr. Xiang San are old rivals.

In the private room next door, Song Xuan stood in front of the window and happened to see this scene. However, he was thinking about another thing, Ling Duke's Mansion: "Ziheng, Ziheng, Mingxiluo!"

Ming Xiluo looked up at him slowly, without any rushing. Facing the people around him who were talking nonsense, he seemed to be quiet and not in this space. The young man looked elegant and calm, with his eyes and eyes tall, but he had a kind of aura that made people willing to bow their waists like a spring breeze.

As soon as he raised his hand, the sounds around him quieted down.

Song Xuan waved quickly: "Come here!"
Chapter completed!