"Jing'er, let's rest here for a while before continuing to rush forward." The young master who was walking in front held the folding fan in his hand. The folding fan looked expensive and should have come from a famous master in the Tang Dynasty. There was also a crystal-clear jade Buddha as big as a thumb at the end of the fan.

This was said to the little girl in pink. The girl in Jing'er blinked her eyes twice, showed her two dimples, smiled intoxicatingly, and then said, "Brother Yu, listen to you."

The little girl in green on the other side glanced at Jing'er unhappily, pouted and lowered her head, maybe cursing this former good sister in her heart. She was such a vixen. How could she not know that this little girl could be so shameless?

The coachman and melon farmers who were walking at the end were originally looking around the inn.

Suddenly, the melon farmer's body stagnated and his eyes were wide open. His eyes suddenly saw Zhou Ziheng who showed a sinister smile at him. He did not have a deep impression of Guo Xiaojiu.

The coachman was very familiar with Guo Xiaojiu, so after feeling the strangeness of the melon farmers, the first thing he noticed was Guo Xiaojiu who was facing them, and then Zhou Ziheng who looked back in an extremely awkward manner.

The two of them hid very well, did not attract the attention of others, but just muttered a few words in a low voice, and did not dare to stop at all, following the three people in front of them.

The group was not walking fast. After the waiter hurried back, they had just walked to the door of the inn. The inn owner greeted him with a smile and asked, "How many guests, are you going to be a kid or stay in a hotel?"

"Ha!" The young master called him Mr. Yu first. He opened the fan, shook it a few times, and looked carefully. The one engraved on the fan happened to be the "Roll of the Man" that was popular all over the imperial capital at this time!

He shook his sleeves and looked at the inn casually for a few seconds: "I have to hurry up later, so I won't have a rest. Come two tables of the best meals here!"

This young master Yu was extremely generous. He reached out and took it into his sleeve and handed it out a ingot of silver.

The inn owner and waiter were both staring at Jin Xing, and he thought to himself, what a good day is today? He actually met some stupid masters who have more money. Unfortunately, this team of people is just resting for a while, otherwise...

The boss was silently thinking in his heart whether to wait to deal with these people on the way. It was almost evening anyway. When the night was dark, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and he took the money, snatched the girl, and threw the rest into the wilderness.

So the boss was careful, made a few strange gestures to the waiter, and told the waiter to go and work hard.

The group found an empty seat and sat down, not far from Guo Xiaojiu and the others.

Mr. Yu is very talkative, and is limited to a pink girl named Jing'er. He and Jing'er had a table alone, and the remaining three people had a table together.

The other three were sitting on the table next to Mr. Yu, and the little girl in green pouted.

He looked at Mr. Yu from time to time, and was a little angry. Why didn’t he give birth to a better person? This way, it wouldn’t be the turn of that girl Jing'er to steal her limelight.

The coachman and melon farmer who did not focus on their leisure and comfort all the time, secretly looked at the corner from time to time, and then whispered and talked a few words in a low voice. Not to mention others, even the girl in green didn't hear it very clearly.

"Do you still want to go up and ask for an explanation? You are so tedious, and you will just run away after they finish eating. It's not that easy for you to find it." Guo Xiaojiu muttered to Zhou Ziheng quietly.

"How could I check their details clearly? I didn't see that young master, no, just the only son of the female swordsman I told you a few days ago. It's a pity that this young master doesn't even know who his biological father is." Zhou Ziheng looked at the young master with a strange look on his face.

Guo Xiaojiu couldn't help but smile, raised her head and took a sip of wine: "Is it still a very romantic female swordsman? But you, the prince of Luoyang, really just watch them finish their food, pat their butts, and slip away from under your nose?"

"The main thing is that boy, I can't beat him." Zhou Ziheng touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "Or, if you stop that boy, I can handle it with one hand."

"Hey, my little sister is still considered a member of your Luoyang Palace in the future. I definitely can't sit and watch the fun, right? Just go with peace of mind, I'll cover up if something happens." Guo Xiaojiu reached out and held his chin, stroked the scabbard with his other hand, and glared back at the two people who happened to look at him with extremely bad eyes.

"Just wait for you to say this, be righteous." Zhou Ziheng had reached out and held the scabbard and was about to get up.

Seeing Zhou Ziheng's appearance, Guo Xiaojiu waved his hand quickly: "Stop, stop, finish your food first, fight when you are hungry, how can you fight so well?"

"It makes sense." Zhou Ziheng agreed.

The two of them no longer looked at the two tables over there, and began to lower their heads and chew the noodles in the bowl carefully.

Inadvertently, Mr. Yu looked back at the gorgeously dressed young master, and said in his heart that he was wondering: "I didn't expect that in this wilderness, I could still see a young master who is not inferior to his temperament. However, why is this person's back so familiar?"

Not taking it too seriously, Mr. Yu shook his head gently, turned his head around, and continued to chat with Jing'er with a smile.

This time, the food came very slowly. After half an hour, there was still no movement in the inn. Along with the waiter and the inn owner, no one was still standing in front of the inn.

Perhaps he had a very happy conversation with Jing'er, but Mr. Yu did not show any anxious expression, but still had a smile on his face.

The three people sitting on another table were in a hurry to wait. The girl in Qingyi was jealous of Jing'er, which made her feel aggrieved and always went to the side.

When I glanced at it, I felt a little sad.

The other two were not as whispered as before at this time, and most of them had a few eye contact. At this moment, they were already impatient. They wanted to urge them several times, but they saw Mr. Yu looking comfortable. After all, they couldn't say much.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng finally drank the last sip of the soup in the bowl, and then he looked up and saw that Guo Xiaojiu had been looking at him for a long time.

After burping, Zhou Ziheng reached out and wiped his mouth randomly: "Then I'll go now?"

"Don't worry, go." Guo Xiaojiu picked up a chopstick from the table and played with it casually in his hand.

"Hehe." Zhou Ziheng stood up, picked up the wine jar from the table, raised his head and took a sip, but never put the wine jar back on the table.

Zhou Ziheng, holding a wine pot in one hand and a scabbard in the other hand, slowly walked towards the center of the two tables.

His steps were not fast, but they were very fast, because when he got up, the coachman and melon farmers had noticed the movement here and reached out to hold their weapons. For them, Zhou Ziheng walked naturally very fast.

Even the girl in green discovered his existence inadvertently. She was surprised and wanted to remind the little vixen on the next table, but she didn't know how to speak.

Zhou Ziheng walked to the front of two tables, stretched out his feet and hooked up a wooden bench, sat directly opposite Mr. Yu, and then placed the wine jar on the wooden table: "Long time no see you guys, see you today, it's a great fate."

Zhou Ziheng's eyes swept across the faces of the other four people, and finally glanced at Mr. Yu without stopping for a long time. At the same time, he also placed the sword in his hand on the table.

I had noticed his three people long ago, and was not surprised, and I stared at his every move with cold eyes.

"Ah?" Jing'er originally felt that there was a warning in the eyes of the little girl in green. She thought that the little girl was still jealous of her. Only then did she realize that she was pedantic.

Mr. Yu turned his gaze and then saw Zhou Ziheng's face clearly. His brows frowned. He was not angry because of Zhou Ziheng's contempt. The fan in his hand was tightly clenched: "I seem to remember who you are. Anyway, I know you!"

"Young Master Yu, such a coincidence, I know you too." Zhou Ziheng nodded, forced a smile, and reached out to hold it on the hilt of the sword. As the prince of Luoyang, he could not lose. Otherwise, how could he be able to hold on to the scene of Luoyang City in the future?

"I remembered that it was His Royal Highness the Prince. It was a blessing to see you here today." Mr. Yu seemed to have not noticed the expressions of his companions around him, nor did he feel that Zhou Ziheng's visitor was not good, so he actually hugged him.

Zhou Ziheng also slowly clasped his fists, but his sword was always in his hand, and said with a smile: "I am also very happy to get to know Mr. Yu, but I think we are more than just acquaintance with these people beside you."
Chapter completed!