The yard where Fu Xuechen lived was carrying Wutong, so it was named Qingtongyuan. The yard where Fu Yuchen lived did not have Wutong, but there were a few clusters of green bamboos. However, Fu Yuchen never gave his residence title. It was not until he wrote a series of stories and stories from the pen name of Mr. Liaozhai, that he casually took his residence with the elegant name of the storytelling school.

In the chat room at this moment, Fu Yuchen, who had just had lunch, did not stay in the house, but instead asked the maids to move out a soft couch and put it under the bamboo bushes beside the yard, and people were lazy to sleep on it and sleep in the afternoon.

The sun in April is not so sunny, and under the bamboo bushes, the sun can only be dried on the soft couch through slightly sparse bamboo leaves. With the filtering of plant leaves, such sunlight is more comfortable on people, so that it has not been long before the sun is sunny. Fu Yuchen, who originally brought a message book to read, covered the spread book on his face and narrowed it.

So when "Young Master Huang" stepped into the door of the Stories from a Chinese Studio under the guidance of the servant, he saw this scene: under the bamboo beside the courtyard, the leaves were sparse, Fu Yuchen was wearing a light white inner robe, holding his hands behind his head, and lay on the soft couch leaning against him, with a small few refreshments beside him, but his face was covered with books and sleeping soundly.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuchen, who pays great attention to image on weekdays, must have clean and neat clothes, showing his handsome and elegant style, will have such a casual and lazy time in private.

"Young Master Huang" couldn't help but chuckle, and stepped forward and called out twice: "Yuchen! Yuchen!"

"?" Hearing someone calling in a daze, Fu Yuchen moved the script on his face and opened his sleepy eyes. He saw a strange boy standing in front of him at some point in front of him, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with silver silk, looking at him with a smile, and behind him was the servant in charge of leading the way.

This person...Who? There is actually a young man in the world who is so handsome and gentle-tempered.

Fu Yuchen's eyes suddenly widened, and he thought of it!

"Dian... Why are you here?!" Fu Yuchen was so shocked that he jumped up. He didn't care if he fell to the ground. If he guessed the identity of the visitor correctly, he would definitely be the Sixth Prince!

Seeing Fu Yuchen's frightened look, Yoongzuo was amused: "There is nothing in the palace and I'm bored, so I just came to find you. I didn't expect that I could still scare you. You are really confused when you sleep!"

Fu Yuchen's heart sank for a moment, and tried to turn red on his face. He ran into the room in a hurry, but he didn't forget to greet Yoonzuo while running: "You, sit on the soft couch first, wait for me to change my clothes! Come on - I'll serve tea to the guests immediately! Fragrant tea!"

The eldest maid Haitang was originally in the house. He heard the sound of a cry and hurriedly looked out. When he saw the "Young Master" in the courtyard, he hurriedly led the little girl out to greet him. Then he asked Yoonzuo to sit down and sent the servant who led the way. The well-trained ones removed the refreshments that Fu Yuchen had used, and then brought Yoonzuo new fragrant tea and pastries, standing aside.

Yoongzuo sat on the soft couch leisurely, picked up the book Fu Yuchen fell to the ground, and read it with interest.

When Fu Yuchen returned to the inner room, Fang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his leg injury was almost healed, and the splint on his leg had been removed. Otherwise, if he was seen by the other party today, he would definitely be exposed!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and was very familiar with his sister's style of conduct. He used the excuse of changing clothes to avoid the other party, and temporarily got the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, my sister changed back to women's clothing today. She went to the suburbs of Beijing with her mother and the others to go to the suburbs of Beijing for a mountaineering trip. She has not returned yet and cannot be changed in time. The identities of brothers and sisters are bored. Yoonzuo came to the door. He was just right and caught the gap between the two identities of brothers and sisters that have not been exchanged.

When Fu Yuchen thought of this, he felt that at this moment, only a certain tone that he accidentally heard from his sister could accurately express his current mood: "Damn!"

I don’t know what the sixth prince wants to do when he comes to find him, but no matter how he looks, the other party seems to be trying to pull him out for a trip. What should he do? His leg injury is not suitable for riding a horse or traveling far away.

After delaying for a while, Fu Yuchen finally changed into a clean and elegant outer dress, walked out of the door, appeared in the sunny courtyard, and turned back to the handsome and elegant young man.

Yoongzuo looked at him and laughed: "Yuchen still cares about his image so much."

Fu Yuchen rolled his eyes secretly and asked in a light voice: "You are here to find me..."

Yoongzuo's lips curled up: "The Jiaofangsi has a Guzheng party today, and every event is one hour. How about it? Do you want to go and see it with me? Do you remember the Guzheng master who was highly praised by you, Master Yan?"

"You guys Yan? Listen to her songs of a thousand taels. Can we spend this money?" Fu Yuchen opened his eyes wide, looking extremely moved, but secretly complained in his heart: This prince is not a good thing either! He actually wants to invite my sister to go to that kind of place to listen to music? But my sister really likes listening to music, it's really hard to deal with!

Yoongzuo did not notice that Fu Yuchen's surprise eyes were false, and he smiled and said, "Although the cost of entering the venue would be much lower than listening to Yan Jiao alone in private, it is not something we can afford at this moment. However, the main musician of the Guzheng Club this time was not Yan Jiao, but Yan Jiao Jiao's disciple Liu Xufei."

"Oh? It's not everyone, Yan!" Fu Yuchen showed a disappointed expression at the right time.

Yoongzuo smiled slightly: "Don't just recognize Yan. A famous teacher will be a good disciple. Liu Xuer can be allowed by Yan as the main musician to hold a Guzheng party. That is to say, Yan has already recognized Liu Xuer's art as a master. Liu Xuer has not become famous yet. The entrance fee for her Guzheng party is only fifty taels of silver, but she can listen to many songs for an hour. If you miss it, it will not be so cheap when someone becomes famous!"

Fu Yuchen was in a complicated mood. If he and Fu Xuechen had already exchanged their identities for this, then he would go there. It was only fifty taels of silver. It was worth it no matter how you listen to a Guzheng party. He really wanted to go.

But there was Fu Xuechen in it. If he was very interested, what would happen if the Sixth Prince urged Fu Xuechen to frequently go to and from places like Jiaofangsi in the future?

Fu Yuchen looked quite entangled and finally shook his head: "Forget it! A newcomer who just debuted, who knows how capable she can inherit everyone Yan? I'll save this fifty taels of silver!"

"Hmm?" Yoongzuo was a little surprised. When Fu Xuechen was listening to music and dance at the Jiaofang Sihua Ruijixiang Building that day, he was very happy to watch it. He was fascinated by Yan Jiao's zheng music. Now that there is such a cheap opportunity in front of him, he actually refuses so lightly?

Fu Yuchen was thinking about what excuses to use to reject all invitations to go out more naturally, and the servant who was responsible for guiding the guests trotted into the gate of the Stories from a Chinese Studio.
Chapter completed!