Concubine Shang Yunxiao

Chapter 197 Fighting

"Even this lord... the place that this lady can look up to, naturally has quality assurance." Huaiying spoke with a raised face.

On the attic, Gong Pingao, who had been waiting for a long time, poked his head out and waved at them all: "Mo Yu, Xi'er, I'm here."

After many days of contact, he has already changed the name of Yuanxi.But Yuan Xi always called him Prince.

Seeing Gong Pingao's smiling face, Yue Yao suddenly realized: "It turned out to be another deliberate coincidence."

"What?" Huai Ying asked incomprehensibly.

Yue Yao was about to speak, Yuan Xi said first, "Go in."

A group of people went up to the attic and found that there were only two people upstairs, Gong Pingao and Pingzhi.It seems that he has booked the whole place.

Huai Ying and Yuan Xi sat next to Gong Pingao, and the three attendants sat at another table.

Gong Pingao saw that Yuanxi's nose was sweating slightly, and immediately opened the folding fan to blow her air.There was an indistinct smile on the corner of Yuan Xi's mouth.

Huaiying picked up the teacup and looked around to drink tea, pretending that she didn't see anything.

"Maybe I should sit with Yuan Nuo and the others." Huai Ying muttered.

Gong Pingao just looked at Yuan Xi and smiled lightly.

"Ice powder is here," Yuan Xi said.

Gong Pingao was in a hurry, with a fan in one hand to send wind to Yuanxi, and a spoon in the other to feed himself ice powder.Huai Ying curled her lips when she saw it.

Yuan Xi didn't say anything.If he is willing to be courteous, let him do so.

Gong Pingao didn't dare to stop even if his hands softened.

Yuan Xi wiped his mouth with ice powder after eating, and Gong Pingao still had half a bowl left.At this time, there was a noise outside the window, as if a group of people were arguing.

"It's a fight." Pingzhi moved fast enough, and he was already lying on the window sill to watch the excitement.

Yuan Xi stood up and walked slowly to the window.Only then did Gong Pingao close his fan and shake his hand, which was sore.

A group of people gathered in the street downstairs.The two men were surrounded by the crowd, and beside them were two children, a man and a woman.

One of the tall, thin men in a white cotton shirt pointed at the man in front of him who looked like a nobleman in a black silk robe and said: "What's the matter, today I will take care of this matter."

"Who are you?" The two nobles rolled their sleeves up to their elbows and said, showing their true colors, "If you want to be a hero, you have to see if you have the ability, and see if your skinny appearance can bear the burden." How many times, young master?"

As the young master said, he stretched out his fist in front of the white cotton shirt and shook it, with an extremely contemptuous attitude.

(End of this chapter)