Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

When Xiaoling followed Chen Youlan into the brightly lit Zuichun Building, she saw Li Xin who was sitting in the private seat talking and laughing with Qin Huaiyu. She immediately touched Chen Youlan and said, "Miss."

Before she finished speaking, Chen Youlan turned her head and stared at Xiaoling like an electric shock, and said, "Call me son or young master outside!"

Xiaoling reacted immediately, quickly covered her mouth, glanced around carefully, and confirmed that no one should have heard what she said just now, then stuck out her tongue, patted her chest lightly and said: "I almost forgot, I almost forgot gone."

Chen Youlan snorted, but didn't pursue it.

Xiaoling pointed to Li Xin's side, and said, "His Royal Highness Chu Wang has arrived, where is he?"

Chen Youlan looked along Xiaoling's face, just in time to see Li Xin laughing loudly. I don't know why, seeing this guy so happy, she felt a little upset, she curled her lips silently, and said disdainfully: "Let's go wild! You don't have the manners of a prince at all."

Xiaoling didn't understand what "the manner of a lord" is, but she felt that Li Xin's smile was genuine, and she didn't seem to hate it.

"I must let you suffer from being dumb today, so that you can learn what it means to be in awe!" Chen Youlan snorted coldly, said something to herself, and then walked forward with Xiaoling.

Li Xin was joking with Qin Huaiyu, when suddenly he saw a young man in a sky-blue Confucian shirt sitting down beside him, looked up, and was facing Chen Youlan's delicate and lovely face.

A pair of beautiful eyebrows have obviously been carefully trimmed and painted, a little less feminine tenderness, a little more clean and crisp, revealing an elegant and bookish atmosphere. The nose is not the kind of straight nose that is often seen on Internet celebrities in later generations, but it is small and delicate. In addition, Chen Youlan's skin is like snow, which gives people the illusion of being like a work of art.

Those phoenix eyes were like stars, with long eyelashes, trembling slightly, and the dark eyes were also looking at Li Xin. The moment their eyes met, Chen Youlan had planned to make fun of Li Xin, but for some reason, she had already flown to Java.

She clearly felt that something was beating violently in her chest. She didn't understand why, she didn't have such a strange reaction when she saw Li Xin last time, could it be because the Feng Shui, lighting, incense, etc. of Zuichun Building are not good?

"Brother Zijin is here, please sit down." Li Xin reacted first, politely asked Chen Youlan to sit beside him, and then smiled at Xiaoling who was standing behind Chen Youlan, as a greeting.

Xiaoling was a little surprised. Where did she expect that a majestic prince would take the initiative to smile at her? Could it be that he still has thoughts about himself? Want to get yourself over there?

Thinking of this, Xiaoling became nervous again, and quickly looked away, forgetting to even return the gift.

"I don't want it. I want to serve the young lady all my life and then marry her into my husband's house, isn't that the bad family?" Xiaoling murmured silently in her heart, her face blushing unknowingly. The bad smile on Li Xin's face when he asked her name that day, for some reason these days repeatedly appeared in her dreams. She told no one.

Li Xin didn't expect that he just wanted to say hello, and he would be so upset. It seemed that his reputation as a "dandy" was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He had no choice but to pick up his cup and take a sip of tea calmly, gently covering up his embarrassment.

The table was a square table, Li Xin and Qin Huaiyu sat facing each other, and Chen Youlan sat down on Li Xin's left with all her clothes on. Qin Huaiyu bowed his hands and said, "Brother Chen, we meet again."

Chen Youlan also raised her hand and bowed back, saying, "Brother Qin, hello."

Seeing that the two greeted each other like this, Li Xin felt a little tired, frowned and asked with some displeasure: "Huaiyu, by the way, how did you two know each other?"

Qin Huaiyu said with a smile: "During the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Feifeng Pavilion held a poetry meeting. I went to join in the fun. I happened to hear Brother Zijin's masterpiece, and I was immediately shocked. That's why I took the initiative to get acquainted."

Chen Youlan's expression was a little smug, but she said repeatedly: "Don't dare, brother Qin has won the prize."

Li Xin wanted to laugh a little. The brother who co-authored him turned out to be the fanboy of his future wife?

He glanced at the complacent look on Chen Youlan's face, and asked curiously: "What kind of poems did brother Zijin write at that time? I wonder if I have the blessing to listen to it?"

Qin Huaiyu nodded and said, "I remember it, let me recite it for you."

Chen Youlan raised her chin slightly, she seemed very proud and did not stop Qin Huaiyu's behavior, as if she was looking forward to what kind of expression Li Xin would show after hearing about it.

"Jade is under the moon, and Luhuaxin was found in front of the palace. So far, it is not a miracle, it should be thrown by Chang'e." Qin Huaiyu recited it in a cadence, and he was indeed a very reliable fan. It's just that his tone was so disgusting that Li Xin couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Good poem, good poem!" Li Xin applauded politely, and gave Chen Youlan an approving look.

Chen Youlan nodded slightly, and was about to enjoy Li Xin's admiration, but unexpectedly, after he said a few "good poems", he stopped and started to drink tea silently. She widened her eyes unexpectedly, looked at Li Xin, and seemed to want to ask: "Is that all? Say a few 'good poems' and it's over? Is it so perfunctory?"

Li Xin pretended not to see it, talking about it from left to right.

Chen Youlan gritted her silver teeth, and finally couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother Li doesn't seem to appreciate my clumsy work very much, there must be better Mid-Autumn Festival poems. I will also listen carefully to you, I don't know what Brother Li thinks ?”

To be honest, Chen Youlan's poem is really good. Whether it is refining the characters or using allusions, they are all well written, successfully depicting a wonderful mid-autumn night, and reading makes people feel relaxed and happy. If anyone else had written this poem, Li Xin would definitely praise it seriously.

But as soon as he saw Chen Youlan's "quickly praise me" expression, he couldn't help but want to tease her, so he only said a few good poems perfunctorily and then stopped. Seeing Chen Youlan's uncomfortable expression, Li Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Actually." Just as Li Xin said two words, a woman with a loud voice suddenly stood out in the center of the Zuichun Building's hall.

She clapped her hands vigorously, and said: "Young masters, please be quiet! My Qixi Festival poetry meeting in Zuichunlou is about to begin. Next, I, Mrs. Hu, will introduce the basic rules of today's poetry meeting to you!"

Hearing this, Li Xin shrugged and smiled at Chen Youlan, signaling her not to speak, and quickly listened carefully to Mrs. Hu explaining the rules of the poetry meeting.

Chen Youlan gritted her teeth with hatred, but this rule was related to her bet with Li Xin today, so she really needed to listen carefully, so she snorted and looked at Aunt Hu who was standing in the middle of the lobby.