Peach Blossoms: Snake's Eyebrows

Chapter 232

Mei Qianqian accidentally walked to the door of a certain Taoist priest's house while wandering, and went in shyly to ask the Taoist priest for a bowl of water to drink, only to see that the Taoist priest was fair-looking, but he didn't have the fairy style of Xiaoxiangzi back then bone.

As the saying goes, receiving a drop of water from someone should be repaid by a spring, not to mention drinking a large bowl of water from someone, so Meiqianqian's eyes were full of affection, and the fake Taoist priest dressed as an ordinary man was full of love. One after another.

"Where does Miss live?" Not everyone can resist the temptation of a beauty.

Mei Qianqian smiled shyly and reservedly: "My name is Qianqian, and I'm in Chunxiang Pavilion."

The fake Taoist immediately reacted: "You are Miss Qianqian who poured a plate of braised pork all over the city."

Meiqianqian moved lightly, turned her head three times and said, "If you are free, young master, you might as well come and see me tonight."

The beauty in the Taoist's heart, the peerless beauty actually made an invitation to him, which is something that no rich young man can ask for.Meiqianqian walked out the door and glanced at Xue Xiaobai: "Oh, my eyes are about to cramp from laughing."

Xue Xiaobai covered her mouth and giggled: "There is a good show tonight."

Not long after, the two walked around to the mansion of the city lord's house. Mei Qianqian took out a letter and handed it to the concierge: "Please, elder brother, give it to your eldest son."

Then a burst of fragrant wind disappeared into the street.

Only then did the two of them slowly walk towards Chunxiang Pavilion.

The concierge watched the graceful back disappear, and nodded secretly. This beauty is many times more beautiful than that Taoist sister. The young master is really lucky this time.

Thinking of this, the concierge held the letter respectfully, and was about to walk towards the eldest son's room, when he heard a crisp voice: "Wait a minute."

A woman in yellow flashed by, snatched the letter into her hand with a smile, and then asked the concierge, "Is it for elder brother?"

The concierge had a bitter face: "Miss, aunt, you can return it to the younger one."

But the woman in yellow didn't return it, she took out the letter first, and saw that it read: On the willow branches on the moon, after dusk.The signature is Chunxiangge Qianqian.

(End of this chapter)