Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 161

When they climbed to the normal level, they could see some literati and elegant guests standing in groups of three or four on the upstairs platform. They were all in broad robes and belts. Next to point out the scenery, and some hold a few calligraphy and paintings, and comment on them.

When the three of Yun Zhuohua and the others stood on the platform lightly, no one really noticed them at first, until they hid behind others and hid in a dark place, they heard the noise downstairs. It was lively.

It should be Mr. Fatty who caught up, Yun Zhuohua raised his index finger in front of his lips, telling them both to hide, and don't make a sound, then he stared at the stairs without blinking, ready to Take them away.

Cangyu was hiding behind the pillar opposite Yun Zhuohua at that time, in a dark place where the sun could not reach, Yun Zhuohua's two red lips suddenly broke into his sight, Cangyu somehow, looked on those red lips Unable to move away for a long time, Cangyu turned around embarrassedly until Yun Zhuohua sensed turning his head and glared at him angrily.

Cangyu avoided Yun Zhuohua and turned around just now, but was exposed to others again. A young man in a light robe was looking at Cangyu with a slight smile.

Although Cangyu was drenched and embarrassed by being chased by others, he still seemed to be strolling by the lotus pond in a fine attire, he didn't care, and smiled very gracefully.

"Young master, would you like to come over and recite poems together, and leave a pen and ink." The young man suggested softly.

Hearing that there was still a sound from behind, Yun Zhuohua frowned and turned around to give Cangyu a hard look, then looked at the stairs again, thinking about how much the stalemate between Master Ran and the others would be rushed. Coming up, halfway through the thought, Yun Zhuohua suddenly recalled, turned around and looked at Cangyu.

Cangyu covered her mouth and stretched out her hand with a smile, revealing the gentle and refined young man behind him, "Young Master, please let us go over to join in the fun."

"Happy?" We are hiding from people, why are we joining in the fun?

Yun Zhuohua rolled his eyes, and was about to refuse, but Cangyu had already consciously followed the young man into the crowd, and the two of them had just walked into the sunshine of the platform when they were caught by other people. Surrounding him, it was impossible for Yun Zhuohua to pull him back.

"Those people don't come up, you don't have to worry." At this time, another young man came, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please" to Yun Zhuohua, not minding the embarrassment of the three of them at this moment.

Now that it had been exposed, Yun Zhuohua didn't hold back, she called the little monk, and followed the man along the way.The fact that the fat master was able to stand in a stalemate with those people for so long and not come up, and these literati knew that they were being chased by others, but they could invite them so carelessly, this can only explain one problem.

These people are not ordinary literati.

Maybe it's still a dignitary.

Even if he is not an official in the family, he is afraid that he has been a scholar for generations and has a rich family background.

Standing in the crowd, listening to these literati's lyrical poems, watching them sway their pens and inks, Yun Zhuohua finally realized that these people gathered in Wangjiang Tower to see off the young man who invited Cangyu just now coming.

They have been reciting poems and composing for half a day. There are a lot of pens and ink on the table, and some people are painting while looking at the scenery.

　I want tickets~~I want tickets~~
　　Rolling around for tickets~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)