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Chapter 2320 The Drunkard Doesn't Want To Drink (One More)
"It's so fresh, I've never seen it before." The woman's maid said beside her.

"Ma'am, would you like me to invite that girl over so that you can get to know her?" The servant girl continued to ask.

The woman shook her head, "No need, she should be Lord Mu's friend, so it's their business to come here, why should we bother?"

The servant girl nodded and said, "Madam is very right."

The woman asked the servant girl again, "Are you ready for the poetry meeting?"

The maid said: "Madam, don't worry, everything is ready. The ladies who received the invitations have all arrived in the private rooms on the fifth floor."

"After the meeting, serve the food and wine first, greet everyone, and wait until the meal is full, and the interest will start to rise. At that time, Madam, you can go over and write questions for them."

Hearing these reports from the servant girl, the woman nodded slightly.

"You ask the people we arrange in advance to pay more attention to see which of these girls are really consistent with their words and deeds, and which are just showing off."

"Character, talent, virtue, knowledge, conversation, you have to write it down carefully, understand?" she told the servant girl again.

The maid nodded again.

The once-in-a-year poetry meeting is just a form, or a bridge.

To put it bluntly, competitions for talent and so on are all ulterior motives.

The real purpose is to select the most outstanding women and record them on the list for the reference of the royal family and princes who marry.

"Madam, don't worry about these things, it's still early, let this servant massage your forehead first." The servant girl said.

Madam nodded, "Alright, I don't know what's going on these few days, but I've had another headache."

"You apply some essential oil to me, push and push first, and then I will go to the Poetry Club after I relax a little bit. Now that I go, they are restrained, let them play by themselves first."

The woman lay down on the imperial concubine's bed.

Outside, Yang Ruoqing followed Mu Zichuan and passed by.

She found that the further upstairs, the better the environment.

Well, there are layers of bamboo curtains over there, and there are still figures walking around inside, which is really artistic.

"Zichuan, where is our place to eat? Why do I feel that we are not here to eat, but to see the scenery." Yang Ruoqing caught up with Mu Zichuan and joked with him.

Mu Zichuan said: "It's on the fifth floor, soon."

The two went up to the fifth floor, and when they came up, when they passed the door of a private room, they heard the voices of Yingying and Yanyan coming from inside.

Neither of them paid any attention to it. It's normal for ladies in the capital to have a party.

"Here we are." Mu Zichuan said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing stopped, looked at the opened door in front of her, her eyes widened in surprise.

Letting her feet lead her in, her eyes swept over everything inside. Even the well-informed she felt that her eyes were not enough at this moment.

"My God, is this really a restaurant for eating? I really can't believe it." Yang Ruoqing said.

This kind of arrangement and decoration reminded her of the last time she was in the bamboo forest behind Zuojiazhuang.

At this moment, she and Mu Zichuan were sitting on the floor. The floor was obviously covered with soft carpets with special patterns.

However, this pattern, this touch feels like sitting on the ground with thick bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest.

The table in front of it was shaped like a big tree's territory, and the roots at the bottom of the table were entangled, extending to the small pool over there.

In the small pool, there are colorful fish and pebbles at the bottom.

Then the top of the head also worked hard, obviously there is no birdcage, but occasionally a few birds chirping can be heard.

"How about it, does eating here have a special taste?" Mu Zichuan's voice came into her ears, and Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

His eyes finally fell on him on the opposite side.

"Eating here is really a kind of feeling, Gao! Wonderful! I like it!" She boasted.

At the end, I added another sentence: "When Tang Yazi comes back from the hunting ground after finishing his work, I must bring him here for dinner, so that he can also feel this kind of picnic-like feeling!"

Mu Zichuan was full of joy when he heard the previous sentence.

But the latter sentence made him feel a little uncomfortable.

How did this girl get there, what did she do, what did she eat, and what did she see, all thinking about Luo Fengtang?
Do you want to take him to feel it too?
This...is the kind of 'sharing' with someone you like?
He understands.

Because he did the same to her, but she gave her heart to Luo Fengtang.

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, grabbed the bamboo leaf tea in the cup in front of him and took a sip.

The bitter taste slipped from between the lips and teeth all the way to the stomach, spreading in the bottom of my heart.

He is a person who is not even qualified to be bitter and resentful.

Soon, the food he ordered was served.

Yang Ruoqing saw that she liked all of them, which made her twitch her index finger, and praised this restaurant and Mu Zichuan again.

Then, grab your chopsticks and start enjoying.

And the other side.

"Xiao'er, have you really seen it clearly?" At the corner of the door of the elegant room, Han Ruyi grabbed the maid, Xie'er, and asked in a low voice.

Mao'er nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's absolutely true, it was Mu Zichuan and Yang Ruoqing who entered the private room over there called 'Xiaoqiao Liushui' together."

"Small bridge and flowing water"?
Han Ruyi glanced at the elegant room over here, and the anger in his eyes was burning.

If I remember correctly, this place, including the private room called 'Xiaoqiao Liushui', was recommended to Mu Zichuan by her.

During the Lantern Festival, she made an appointment here, and wanted to invite Mu Zichuan to have dinner here alone, and then get in touch.

Knowing that he is a scholar with a noble character, she purposely searched here, looking for one elegant room after another.

Finally, I fell in love with 'Little Bridge and Flowing Water'.

She felt that he should like the atmosphere in that elegant room very much, and she had done so many things to please him.

How did he evade it?
One hundred favors, one thousand reasons.

What now?
He even took another woman there for dinner. After eating, do you still want to have a good time in it?

The jealousy burned Han Ruyi's rationality to the point of collapse, she raised her foot and walked towards that side, and was grabbed by the servant girl.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Yan'er asked nervously.

Han Ruyi's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "A man and a widow, one is a married woman, I'm going to see how they, Li Xia of the melon field, can defend themselves!"

Is this going to make a fuss?
Mao'er became even more nervous, and quickly grabbed Han Ruyi's arm.

"Miss, absolutely not," she said,
Han Ruyi stared at her, "Why not? They hide here alone to eat, and General Luo is not here, so they are the ones who feel guilty!"

(End of this chapter)