Lord, I didn't say anything.

Jiang Huan looked at the sky speechlessly.

After Ling Chen said this, wouldn’t it be that there is no silver here?

Now, Jifeng and the others, who had no idea what was going on, almost jumped and laughed when they heard the sound from inside.

Of course, that was just a little bit, and he didn't really laugh out loud. After all, being heard by the person inside was done.

Canyang is his confidant, and he is clear about what he thinks at this moment.

Jiang Huan rolled his eyes and gave a thunderous thunder, "Crane Yang, do you know what fun places are there?"

"I know." Canyang nodded, "There is a place next to Juxianlou that specializes in fun, and you can throw pots and other things."

A dark light flashed in Jiang Huan's eyes. Before he could speak, he listened to a sentence from the person in the curtain.

"That's it!"

"Just go there, when you come back, you can still go to Juxianlou to get some new products."

Jiang Huan said, back into the car.

New products, what new products are, do not exist. Well, he just misses the taste of Linglong White Jade Crisp.

After this small episode, the group turned around and headed towards the Juxianlou.

A few minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Juxianlou is the largest restaurant in the capital, and most of the guests there are rich and sensible.

"Young Master, we're here."

Canyang said, lifting the curtain. Then, Jiang Huan and the others jumped out one after another.

Ling Chen looked at the plaque at the top reflexively and murmured to himself:

"Zhaixing Tower."

Somehow, he always felt that the feeling that this Zhaixing Tower brought him was very strange, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Compared to Ling Chen who looked at the plaque a few more because of curiosity, Jiang Huan is different.

He looked at the arrangement of the plaque and the surroundings, his face looked a little ugly, his fist hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly, and then slowly loosened.

He will never forget this name until his death.

This is the place used in the palace to watch the stars and moons when he was the prince of Qi.

I remember this place is the most lively in the palace, with crowds of people coming and going.

But after that banishment incident, everything changed.

The Zhaixing Tower was destroyed, and the utensils were thrown everywhere, blood was flowing all over the ground, looking terrifying.

Taking advantage of Jiang Huan's time to think, Ling Chen and Jifeng had already walked in.

Canyang looked at the familiar plaque name, and looked at the configuration inside from the outside, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, let's go in too."

"Yeah, go in."

After being fucked by the Canyang, Jiang Huan successfully came back from his thoughts and walked in silently.

If possible, he would rather test the person who was almost the same as the Qi Kingdom Zhaixing Tower arranged here to test whether he was an old member of the Qi Kingdom royal family or to use his reputation to lure himself into a fool.

Jiang Huan frowned, as if he was not as innocent and lively as a thirteenth and fourteenth boy.

All there is is worry, and the panic that this wonderful life in front of you may be destroyed.

Compared to Jiang Huan, Ling Chen seems different.

When his ex-King of Yue was still there, he was the crown prince, but he was controlled by those frames and restrained all day long. He even had fewer opportunities to play with eunuchs, let alone outside the palace.

After finally passing his father, he had a lot of ministers to take care of him, and he handled the memorials until he cried, which made him unwilling to accept his appetite and he had no time to go out to play.

Of course, he can't get out even if he has time. After all, he is the king and he must set an example.

But no matter how he is, Ling Chen is still a child one or two years older than Jiang Huan, and he is much more playful.

"Ah Huan, play with this!" Ling Chen took Jiang Huan's hand and pulled him in front of a pot.

"What is this?" Jiang Huan doesn't like to leave the palace, doesn't like to play, and knows nothing about toys, let alone throwing pots.

"This is a throwing pot." Ling Chen felt very upset when he lost face in the Situ family. But when Jiang Huan, who had a very powerful mouth just now, didn't understand what this thing was, he felt much better, and the lost face was found again. "You throw that arrow into the gourd, and when the specified number is thrown, there will be a prize."

"Arrow?" Jiang Huan looked at the throwing pot thoughtfully, and then at the servant holding the arrow next to him, "Master...Brother, are we going to play a game?"

Jiang Huan originally wanted to call the master, but seeing so many people here, it was not good to say it, so he immediately changed it to his brother.

"That's the point." Ling Chen said, saying to the person next to him, "Please give us two arrows."

"Yes." The servant said, handing the arrows to Jiang Huan and introducing the rules to them, "There are ten arrows, and more than nine out of ten arrows will be rewarded with a mysterious gift. If you throw them two, give them a small gift, do you understand?"

"I understand." The two nodded.

Seeing that the two agreed, the servant didn't say anything more, but made a gesture, "Start!"

Then, the two began to shoot arrows. Immediately afterwards, many people surrounded them.

It can be seen that they developed a strong curiosity about whether these two people could shoot arrows and get the prize.

Ling Chen looked at the pot that was several meters away from him, closed his eyes and threw the arrow out.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again, and then he looked at the arrow falling on the pot in disappointment, and said sadly: "I missed."

"There are nine more opportunities left, please continue." The servant was a little disappointed when he saw Ling Chen not hitting him, so he hurriedly comforted him, "I can't say I'll be able to hit him next time."

"Yes, brother, let's continue." Jiang Huan stood aside and cheered Ling Chen with Jifeng.

Ling Chen was inspired and felt much better. He closed his eyes and started throwing the pot for the second time.

Perhaps because of the two of them, Ling Chen had the courage to hit the pot successfully this time.

Then, except for one arrow, the rest were hit.

"According to the eight, two of them are not won, you will be rewarded with a small gift according to the rules."

The servant said, handing him a sky blue cardboard box.

"Thank you." Ling Chen took the gift, nodded and thanked him.

"It's this young master's turn next." The servant made a gesture of invitation, "Please, please."

"Um."

Jiang Huanmin stood at Ling Chen's position, closed her eyes, and started the game of throwing pots.

Strangely, Jiang Huan just made a random shot and hit an arrow that was almost the same as Ling Chen.

Of course, only Jiang Huan knew that this was the skill, or that he deliberately left two of them to make Ling Chen look better.

"Let's go and play the next one." Ling Chen threw the things in his hand to Jifeng and the others, and pulled Jiang Huan to the next recreation.

"Okay." Jiang Huan nodded in agreement.

What Jiang Huan didn't know was that there were eyes staring at him since they were playing games.

"Is it him?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!