In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 159 Is there such a good thing?

He also swept away the snacks on the table. Zhao Wuling rubbed his brows and let out an inaudible sigh.

When he raised his eyes again, he met a pair of bright eyes.

Qin Feng tilted his head and asked him with a mean smile: "Why did the young marquis sigh?"

Zhao Wuling's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the joints of his hands clasped on the edge of the case turned white. The noble man was deep in thought. Perhaps he was told that something was on his mind, and he became angry from shame.

Tan Feng put away his smile knowingly and straightened his head as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that he was finally obedient, his brown eyes turned warm. After a while, there were a few more stacks of snacks on the table. Qin Feng looked at the snacks as high as a hill, couldn't help but burped, and rubbed them in circles. Rubbed belly.

"Thank you, Young Master, for your warm hospitality. I'm full, I'm really full."

After eating and drinking, he stood up to say goodbye, but no matter what he did, Zhao Wuling always looked unfazed and undisturbed. When he bowed and bowed, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

Surrounded by hustle and bustle, Tan Fen felt eerily quiet.

How could someone do nothing, say nothing, and just look at someone quietly, and suddenly make people's hair stand on end?
After a moment of stalemate, Qin Feng chose to be the first to lose. It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. When facing such a noble person, it is better to coax him a little and don't offend him casually.

Even if he can easily crush ten or eight Zhao Wuling to death.
"It's too noisy over there. If you don't mind, Mr. Marquis, I'll sit there for a while."

He sat back with a smile, and Zhao Wuling's expression softened slightly. For the next moment, the two chatted. Tan Feng couldn't remember what he said, and it was always perfunctory.

Zhao Wuling is so boring, like a haggard old man who strayed into a land of flowers and willows.

When the oiran Liu Wushuang appeared on the stage, the whole hall exclaimed for her immortal temperament and beauty. Tan Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "I wonder who is more beautiful in the eyes of the young marquis, Miss Qin or Liu Wushuang?" pretty?"

Before he finished speaking, the lights suddenly went out, leaving only a spotlight in the center of the stage. Liu Wushuang was sitting on the swing and slowly descending, as if a fairy descended to earth, causing everyone to cheer. However, Zhao Wuling had no intention of watching, and his brown eyes were staring dimly in front of him. man of.

For a long time, he looked away indifferently and asked lightly: "Want to attend the palace banquet?"

bang.

Like fireworks exploding above his head, Qin Feng swallowed his saliva.

And such good things?

He looked at Zhao Wuling secretly, his face was ecstatic, and his eyes were shining: "Of course I do. I heard that the dancers at the palace banquet are all extremely beauties. I have never seen them before."

"Ah."

Zhao Wuling suddenly whispered: "Since you like it, during the palace banquet, you can pretend to be my servant, enter the palace with me, and wait on you."

"what?!"

Tan Feng jumped like a frog, his pupils were constricted, and he looked at the "serious person" in front of him with an incredulous expression. As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, and it is indeed true.

"Why, the second son of Qin turned his head and forgot what he said?"

Zhao Wuling relaxed his shoulders and neck and looked at him calmly. Qin Feng scratched his neck unnaturally. The grudge between him and Zhao Wuling was nothing more than him bullying Xu Lin'er.

——After today, I will kill or cut into pieces without any complaints.

stains.

It was just his means of avoiding danger, unexpectedly Zhao Wuling really remembered it.

Just now, he was still thinking about how pie in the sky could fall. Lord Zhao Xiaohou actually invited him to drink and asked him if he wanted to go to a palace banquet. It turned out that it was all premeditated. He made him a servant so that he could be ravaged and humiliated for his sister Xu Liner. revenge.

He lowered his head and cursed in a low voice: "I just said, there are such good things!"

"It seems that you have remembered."

Zhao Wuling stood up slowly and methodically, walked to him, lowered his head slightly and looked at his eyebrows: "If you have free time, you can learn etiquette and rules from the servants in the palace. The rules in the palace are strict and you will not be allowed to be rash."

Does this mean that he just collided with Xu Shurui?

He opened his mouth and finally nodded obediently: "Yes."

After Zhao Wuling left, he lay alone on the soft bed that was still warm, no longer interested in watching the performance. After a while, he suddenly stood up and squeezed out of the crowd with quick steps. When He Lianhu came to look for him, the place was empty. one person. ——

darkroom.

The stone door opened slowly, making a dull sound.

Qin Feng raised his eyes and saw Shi Shiran walking out. She was a slender woman with a beautiful face, wearing a goose-yellow skirt. Every inch of her skin was white and rosy, and her every frown and smile touched people's heartstrings.

Seeing him in a daze, he curled up his beard and said, "How?"

Qin Feng looked at the woman in front of him and was shocked: "The appearance, figure, and voice are all exactly the same!"

With a look from Hu Yan, the woman walked up to Tan Feng. Tan Feng stared at her deeply, feeling an indescribable sourness in his heart.

I don't know what she was thinking, but Hu Yan said bluntly: "Now that the 'form' is available, as for other aspects, no matter how powerful the disguiser is, there is nothing you can do. Only you can train her."

Qin Feng waved his hand, and the woman walked into the stone door obediently. There was another dull sound, and the stone door closed completely.

He frowned: "After the palace banquet is over and I have some free time, should I consider this matter again?"

"A palace banquet?"

The hand holding the tea cup paused, and Hu Yan looked up at him.

"Ah."

Without much explanation, he hurriedly left Lianhe Manor as if something was urgent.

While queuing up to enter the city, Qin Feng was among the crowd, bored and listening to the chatter of the people next to him.

The Zhang family's chickens and ducks have been stolen for several days in a row. The thief is a fool from the old Wang family next door. The Zhang family's mother-in-law is considering reporting it to the official and asking the county magistrate to seek justice.

The son of the Li family is going to marry a bride in the second half of the year, but the bride price has not been collected enough, so the couple has to work early and late to earn some money.

Grain prices have risen again, and this year's harvest is lower than last year's. Everyone has to save money and live a tight life.

Due to rising taxes in the Tanzhou area, people complained. Many memorials to impeach Tanzhou officials for colluding and stealing people's wealth were finally sent to the palace, but nothing happened.

Someone in the southwest border took advantage of the chaos to raise troops, and there was probably going to be another war...

The east family is the eldest and the west family is the shortcomings. Tan Feng’s ears almost get calluses when he hears this.

The soldiers at the city gate recognized him as the second son of Tan Zhan's family, so they turned a blind eye, skipped checking his pass, and waved him off.

Tan Feng swaggered into the city. People were coming and going on the street, including people doing business. He followed the scent and walked to a roast duck shop.

He threw the silver coins over casually and said, "Shopkeeper, a roast duck, wrap it up."

The shopkeeper was already accustomed to the strangeness, and he handed out the money in a familiar manner, and replied enthusiastically: "Okay, thank you Mr. Qin for coming. Please wait a moment, and the roast duck will be wrapped for you."

"it is good."

He stood on the street with his arms folded, and his appearance was completely different from the others. He was really gorgeous and eye-catching.

In the corridor upstairs, a pair of deep brown eyes captured his figure.

"Isn't that Mr. Qin?"

When Han Yi came in, he found that the young master had gone to the corridor. He leaned down and looked down at something. When he got closer, he also lowered his head and looked down, and he suddenly became enlightened.

"When I came down just now, he was standing there. Even as he bought a roast duck, he didn't forget to talk sweetly to the woman next to him. What a libertine!"

Zhao Wuling suddenly looked back and glanced at him. A chill ran down Han Yi's spine. Knowing that he was talking too much, he retreated behind him and remained silent.

"Go and ask him to come up."

Zhao Wuling withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back, then stopped suddenly and said in a cold voice: "He is Tan Zhanshi's son, be polite when talking to him."

(End of this chapter)