The Cultivator's partner went off track all the way

Chapter 477 An Unexpected Fated Person
Duan Yitang and Pei Qingfeng both felt good about each other, so they decided to cheat together, hinting at each other about what they wrote.

I have to say that there are actually quite a few young couples doing this, but Yunmeng Pavilion doesn't care, the picture is just a lively scene.

And in addition to free drinks and food, guests usually order other things.Those who come to Yunmeng Pavilion want face, and if they don't, they won't pay at all.

Duan Yitang and Pei Qingfeng were also taken away by the servants together. The two looked at each other and smiled, and they seemed to have a good atmosphere.

Seeing how they were getting along happily, Tang Yue felt that today's harvest was good, and the little sisters became two pairs.

She herself doesn't care, but Senior Sister Shang is alone, I wonder if she minds this?
Just as he was about to ask her about her attitude, he saw that the servant had come to invite Senior Sister Shang, and someone actually selected all of her poems.

"Senior Sister, I'll take you there, as long as you know who that person is, I won't disturb you."

Shang Fangling nodded, "Okay."

The boy didn't stop Tang Yue, so it wasn't a breach of the rules.

This is the rule of Yunmeng Pavilion poetry selection, if one party chooses, then the other party will be given this opportunity to stay in the same room with the other party and have a conversation.

What Tang Yue didn't expect was that it was Dongfang Heng who picked the poem of the senior sister.

She looked at the five sheets of paper in Dongfang Heng's hand in disbelief, and the top one revealed the words, "On the top of Youyou Gufeng, see the spring of three flowers every day."

She saw Shang Fangling write this with her own eyes, and handed it to the servant to transcribe.

Dongfang Heng accepted this well, and made a gesture of invitation to Senior Sister Shang, "Sister Shang, please, I will make it difficult for you to stay with me for a while."

Shang Fangling has always been generous, "The rules are like this, I am willing to participate in such an event, and my senior brother did not make it difficult for me."

Hearing this, Dongfang Heng felt good about it, and thought it would be a pleasure to have a drink with Junior Sister Shang.

Tang Yue asked her: "Will Senior Sister Tu care?"

Dongfang Heng replied: "We just followed the festival customs and talked for a while, Yun Xin is not so persnickety, besides, the matter between the two of us has not been fully settled."

Tang Yue also thinks that this matter is not too much. There is nothing wrong with seeing a few more people on a blind date, and today is such a day.

The two of them were just talking, and she didn't really want to interfere with Senior Sister Shang's interpersonal relationship, so she said to the two of them: "Then I won't bother you for dinner, and when it's over, Senior Sister will just send me a spiritual message. "

Shang Fangling asked: "Does Junior Sister have any plans for the future?"

Tang Yue smiled, "Senior Sister, don't worry about me. If someone draws me, I will make an appointment with him. If no one draws me, it's good to go shopping again. This is the place of Senior Brother Murong, and he will never let me go." I was wronged."

Shang Fangling thought about it too, the junior sister has an independent personality and never makes people worry, so he let her go alone with peace of mind.

Tang Yue returned to the poetry selection stage and continued to select lines. At this time, there were still five poems left on the stage, and the probability that they all belonged to one person was not high.

She just wants to choose some poems that suit her heart, write down the poems, and go back to find out who wrote them.

I saw a sentence, "The rooster crows on Kunlun Mountain, and the feathered guests compete to ascend the jade ladder." (Excerpted from Cao Tang's "98 Poems of Xiaoyouxian")
I felt that this poem seemed to know a lot about Kunlun, maybe it was a famous poet there, so I put it away, thinking of going back to find out who the poet is.

I saw another sentence, "I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I hear the sound of folding bamboo." (Bai Juyi's "Night Snow")
This is a poem describing the snow scene. Now that it is summer in Wuji Mountain, although it is not hot, it has nothing to do with snow.

The person who chose this poem was either from a cold place or liked snow very much. She thought it was very interesting and put it away.

She no longer regards this matter as a search for a predestined relationship, but treats it as a game. Seeing that the poems have similar styles, they may be written by the same person.

In the end, five seemingly cold poems were selected and handed over to the host in charge of the matter.

Then I waited for the waiter to see the result. Each piece of paper actually had a number, and the waiter could find out which monks these poems came from by looking at the number.

Tang Yue didn't have too much hope, so she tasted the melons and fruits beside her with ease.

Xiao Er walked to her side, "Congratulations, monk, you have selected five verses, and you can have dinner alone in the wing room with the male monk who wrote them."

Tang Yue raised her eyebrows, and she really made the choice, but to see who they are, they like these seemingly cold lines.

Xiaoer led her into a private room on the first floor of Yunmeng Pavilion. Outside the window was an artificial lake. The interior decoration was gorgeous and exquisite. Under the moonlight, the lake outside the window shimmered like a mirror, reflecting the night sky of stars.

The decoration and atmosphere of the box are very good, better than the free banquet venue provided by Yunmeng Pavilion.

Tang Yue was slightly surprised, "The price of this private room is not cheap, why would you provide it to us?"

Xiao Er smiled, "This male guest has arranged for it on purpose, and paid for it."

Tang Yue understood, it turned out that someone was willing to spend money and was dissatisfied with the free private rooms in Yunmeng Pavilion, which improved the quality of the room.

This is also very good, and can give the lucky draw female guests a better experience.

She knocked on the door, "Excuse me, may I come in?"

A familiar male voice sounded, "Please come in."

Tang Yue wondered where he had heard the man's voice before pushing the door open and saw Yu Yuan sitting on the couch at a glance. He was sitting slightly obliquely, with long white hair scattered to the side.

blurted out, "Editor Yu, why are you here?"

Then I remembered that she hadn't handed in the manuscript for about half a year. During this period, Yuyuan sent two or three letters, urging her to hand in the manuscript vaguely.

But she had a lot of things to do, so she just pretended she didn't see it and didn't reply at all.

So she was a little guilty at this time, did Yuyuan come to urge her to write the manuscript?
Yuyuan replied indifferently: "I have some things to do when I come to Wuji Mountain, that is, the matter of the dark vines, which needs to be handled by me personally, so I came here."

Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "So, the Dark Vine has a solution?"

She walked to the low table in front of Yuyuan's collapse, sat down as well, and asked about it seriously.

It has been several years since Yuyuan said that she would go back to study this matter. When she asked about the progress, Yuyuan said that the elders of Kunlun Palace were still investigating.

Now there is finally a result, that is to say, can this mortal vine be resolved?

Yu Yuan raised his head and looked into her eyes, "Speaking of which, you haven't handed in your manuscript for half a year, do you mean you won't write anymore?"

Yu Yuan sat on the couch, his long white hair was like a waterfall, scattered on the side, reflecting his jade-like skin, with deep eyebrows and eyes.

At this time, his fingers tapped the table lightly, and the white clothes were slightly opened, exposing his collarbone, which seemed a bit seductive.

Tang Yue said awkwardly: "Well, that's not the case. It's just that I have a lot of things recently and I'm too busy. I start school this month, so I should have some time to do research and publish articles."

(End of this chapter)