: Nonsense

Author: Huatang Embroidery Pavilion

: Nonsense

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yoon pushed open the door and frowned in shock by the chaos in front of him.

The seven or eight guards guarding at the door here drew their knives, and the number of people on the opposite side was basically the same, so they all set off.

Behind the group of thugs opposite, a young man in a purple uniform was shouting in an atmosphere, asking his servants to beat him hard.

Originally, the young man's facial features were definitely handsome, but because of his playboy temperament and his unruly appearance, he received a lot of discounts, which made people feel domineering and domineering.

"stop!"

Fang Yoon turned cold and shouted softly.

The guards here looked back at her and stopped what they were doing and retreated to their original defensive posture.

The thugs on the opposite side also stopped and looked at Fang Yoon with a defensive look on their faces.

At this time, the young man in purple in front of him walked up and glanced up and down very frivolously, and then said without hesitation.

"I am a distinguished guest in this room. It turns out that it's just a girl movie. I don't care if you are Qian Jiangbai's relative. Today, I want this room. You know what you know. Get out of here.

Otherwise, don’t blame me for beating a woman!”

He was talking nonsense here, but Fang Yoon definitely didn't look at her, but went to help Qingrong who fell to the ground.

I saw a black footprint on Qingrong’s chest, which was obviously kicked and fell to the ground.

After being helped up, my lips were still so painful that I whitened my lips, covered my chest and sweated on my forehead.

"How is it? Is it hurt so much? I'll just come and ask a doctor to show you." Fang Xuan frowned, his eyes full of worry.

Qingrong shook his head and lowered his voice. "I'm fine, Liangdi, don't bother. I see this person being too cruel and domineering and not easy to meet. Liangdi might as well send someone to find His Highness first."

When she said this, Fang Yoon's face became a little heavier.

"Your Highness keeps me here alone and goes out alone. It must be important. I don't know where to find him, and secondly, your identity is not easy to be announced to the public. You don't have to worry, I will deal with it."

As the master and servant spoke, they left the person opposite him blanketed.

Obviously, the boy in purple was very dissatisfied with Fang Yoon's attitude, so he immediately raised his voice and stared at him and roared.

"You are talking to you, are you a dumb and deaf person?"

"presumptuous!"

The head of the guard couldn't help it, and shouted angrily, and was about to step forward.

Fang Xuan then raised his hand to stop the guard's movements, and walked forward with a cold expression.

"Young Master, I am neither deaf nor dumb. You, you, first hit my maid and my guard, and you also want to occupy this private room. Do you know that you are saying "come first and then arrive?"

"Are you talking to me?" The young man in purple glared, then sneered, and then raised his chin, saying unbearable, "Okay, I will tell you that only latecomers are here.

, You must give in to the master!”

After he finished speaking, Fang Yoon showed a fool-looking expression, raised his hand to cover his red lips, and smiled softly.

The young man in purple didn't know what she was laughing at, but he could hear the sarcasm and immediately became annoyed again.

"You dare to laugh at me!"

"The young master is well-dressed and has a family of servants. I think he is also from a wealthy family. I know that he has come from a sentence, and I must have read it. But since he has read it, how can he be a little confused and make people laugh?"

Fang Xuan raised his eyes, imitating his contempt he had just looked, glanced up and down, put away his smile, and said lightly.

"The Biography of Zheng in History says that Your Majesty uses ministers like accumulating firewood, and later generations are the best. It means that the back is better than the ancestors, and the younger generation is better than the younger generation. Why did it become a throne in the mouth of the young master?

?”

Her voice was indifferent, as if she was doing an ordinary explanation, and she could not hear joy or anger, but her behavior was inviolable.

The boy in purple was revealed to the wrong point, his face turned slightly red, and he pursed his lips stiffly.

The servant beside him seemed to have a lack of brain strings and whispered.

"Criminal, she seems to be saying that you don't have talent and can't study."

"I can understand!"

The boy in purple was furious and slapped the servant hard on the back of the head. The servant immediately squatted on the ground and couldn't hold his head up.

At this moment, the manager in the restaurant finally arrived and hurriedly came to the boy to be a peacemaker.

"Criminal, you came here suddenly today. We booked this private room early. You are a regular customer, so don't make things difficult for you. This private room is indeed the magistrate who has a small life for this person.

The lady left it, so you will go to the next private room today. Today's wine, food and money are considered small, so I'll invite you, the prince. How are you?"

It was probably because the shopkeeper's attitude was pleased and followed his wishes. The momentum of the young man in purple increased instead of reducing.

I immediately pointed at the shopkeeper's nose and scolded.

"My master, did you send you money for this wine and food? You're welcome to treat me, and you're worthy of treating me? Let me tell you, it's fine if I don't come here. I'm here, I must be my master.

I gave this time. How do you let me be a human being in Zhongzhou tomorrow? Is my face in Jiang family? Do you want it?"

At the end, he reached out and slapped the shopkeeper in the face a few times.

I didn't use much force, but I was indeed rampant and rude.

Fang Yoon looked at the shopkeeper who was more than enough to be a father to the young man, but he was so humiliated.

However, although he felt uncomfortable, Fang Yoon did not speak out and was still watching.

She is here to have a meal, so she comes out with Pei Yao and don’t mess with things that shouldn’t be caused. Since the restaurant’s people are coming to deal with it, it’s not her turn to take action.

It is better to have less than more things.

But Fang Yoon passed by the word "Jiang Family" in his mind. Well, I really didn't have any impression.

When she was in the Fang family, she had a hard time and could not get in touch with anything outside. After entering the Eastern Palace, although she could inquire about more information, it was not much better.

The nobles in Kyoto have not yet recognized them, so they can't care about those from other places.

Thinking that this restaurant could open so big in Zhongzhou, there must be some means and forces, and I guess it could be handled well, so Fang Yoon didn't worry anymore, but instead pulled a guard and asked him to invite a doctor to see Qingrong.

Look.

After all, Qingrong's face was really bad, and her face turned pale after the pain. A weak woman would be kicked with internal injuries, which would be bad.

But unexpectedly, the young man in purple pulled the shopkeeper and scolded him, but his eyes were not idle. He immediately saw the guards on Fang Xuan's side who were leaving.

Immediately raised my hand to greet my people and stopped the guards.

Sneer when you put your hips on.

"What's wrong? You want to go and retaliate? Master, I'll tell you that even if Qian Jiangbai comes here in person today, you have to let this private room."

As he said that, he lifted the shopkeeper who was blocking him and ordered his subordinates to take action directly and bombard Fang Yoon.

Looking at it this way, it's just a mess, and there's no reason to say it.

Fang Xuan cursed in her heart, and pulled Qingrong to hide behind, watching the guards draw their swords and start to resist.
Chapter completed!