The cold emperor, please see the trick

Chapter 157 In half a month, everyone forgot about singing on mobile phones?
Thinking about it, she has never been outside the palace during the day, which is another different state of mind. In the past half month, because she has been obsessed with soaking in hot springs, and was called too early by Xiaosongzi in the morning, she has had a normal routine for a while. .

But at this moment, she couldn't help scolding herself for being stupid, why did she waste such a good opportunity to leave the palace?Nothing has been done until today.

After only a second of emotion, she was attracted by the bustling streets during the daytime. It was the morning at this time, passing by and going to the market, anyway, it was so lively.

As soon as he thought about it, he walked along the road, and he had long forgotten that the excuse he told He Zaifei was to investigate the case. Anyway, if the boat didn't reach the bridge, she could just turn around first.

Along the way, she randomly bought some gadgets and stuffed them into her purse. After walking around the street, she was attracted by the sight in front of her.

I saw that the restaurant where she and Ouyang Che had dinner that night is now full of guests, and even the door is surrounded by many people. Didn't it mean that her mobile phone made this restaurant haunted?There was no one there that night.

Could it be that within half a month, everyone has forgotten about singing on mobile phones?

She thought for a while, then turned around and hid in a corner, took out a small mirror, and put makeup on her face. She transformed from a handsome young man into a bearded, slightly dark skinned, but overall looks quite strange people.

When he walked into the restaurant, the waiter was busy greeting the guests. After thinking about it, he noticed that there were even more waiters here than before. It seemed that the business was very good.

The obvious difference is that in the middle of the lobby of the restaurant, a medium-high table is set up, and a storyteller sits on it.

It seems that people in ancient times were really smart. When she thought of this idea to attract business, she didn't pay attention to what the storyteller was saying. She looked around and saw a man in white sitting where they used to drink.

The back was somewhat familiar, she frowned as she thought about it, and then walked over. She purposely went around to his side, seeing that there was always a half-smile on his lips, but there was something evil about him, and it was still radiating around him for a while. There seems to be no chrysanthemum fragrance.

As he thought about it, he didn't pay attention to the scent of flowers, he just stretched out his hand suddenly, and the fan in his hand had already patted his shoulder.

"Brother, can I sit here?" She deliberately lowered her voice, just like him, with her mouth slightly raised, and asked evilly.

(End of this chapter)