Wanmei Garden is the most gorgeous small courtyard in Wanmei Villa. When that person built this small courtyard, what he thought about was the world in the book, the Wanmei Villa in the north of the subway, and the sword god in the desert.

Zhao Rong and Hua Qingge were walking on the path. The three of them stood at the door of Wanmei Garden and looked quietly at the scenery inside. It was already the cold winter month, and it was snowing again today, which made people feel desolate and cold in their hearts. It seemed that they could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms from the air, making people feel that the depressed and unsuccessful aura in their hearts disappeared in an instant.

Lian Chengbi, who was standing beside him, looked at the two and said, "Two, please come in, you are already waiting inside."

After listening to Huaqing Ge, he smiled faintly. He didn't feel anything wrong, because it was a very normal phenomenon for everyone in Wenhui to wait for him in history, because he was the number one on the young master list, Qinglu Young Master, a famous figure in the world. Apart from the old guy who was so rare that he was more noble than her?

No more, so he has always been the last one to attend, and this is the so-called finale.

However, Zhao Rong had some bad premonition in his heart, because he always felt that he was coming so late, and someone would definitely cause trouble for him. He just didn't know who was causing trouble for him. He looked at the Wanmei Garden and Lian Chengbi who was standing in front of the Wanmei Garden door and smiled in his heart, and then said, "Yes, the road was delayed, but now I can't let you wait anymore. Let's go in quickly."

Hua Qingge and Zhao Rong looked at each other and knew what the other party was thinking. They all wanted to see that young master Bai Zhi, including that young master Hua Qingge, because Hua Qingge has never seen Mr. Bai Zhi now.

They all knew that Mr. Bai Zhi must have a relationship with Prince Zhu San, because Mr. Bai Zhi's uncle was Shi Kefa, who was the last famous minister of the Ming Dynasty and a strong minister. He was loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and his nephew must have inherited his spirit. Otherwise, Mr. Bai Zhi would not be Mr. Bai Zhi. Who would have been on the list of princes, but who would not have insisted on it?

The two of them slowly walked into the Wanmei Garden. Just as they walked into the Wanmei Garden, they smelled a cold fragrance of plum blossoms. The fragrance of plum blossoms is neither strong nor light, and the smell is square and good. There is a refreshing power that makes people feel a lot more comfortable when they look at it.

When the three of them walked into the yard, the yard was already quieter and quieter, because they all saw these three people, one was the flawless young master Lian Chengbi, the other was the Qinglu young master Hua Qingge, and the most mysterious young master Yun Mo Hanchuang.

There were not only the young masters present on the list of other young masters, but at this time, the only one who could compete with these three people seemed to be the only young master Bai Zhi and Gongsun Bai Zhi.

Gongsun Baizhi, who was sitting in front, sat lightly, holding a small teacup in his hand. His eyes were fixed and he seemed to have no sense of movement at the scene at all.

Just when Zhao Rong, the young master Bai Zhi, was not going to understand, Gongsun Bai Zhi put down the teacup in his hand and raised his head, as if he had just seen Hua Qingge and Zhao Rong.

He saw that he was not anxious or slow, as if Ruyun was moving and moved to stand up, with a faint smile on his face. He walked step by step towards Hua Qingge and Zhao Rong. The thousands of plum blossoms seemed to stop at this moment. The floating snowflakes fell on the plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms slowly hit Gongsun Baizhi's shoulders, face, and hair.

What a good young man.

His voice was as clear as a spring, and he just looked at Hua Qingge and said, "Qinglu, are you here?"

This sentence Qinglu, you come, makes people feel that the relationship between Mr. Bai Zhi and Mr. Qinglu is really good. However, is this really the case? No, because Mr. Qinglu’s lover was killed by Mr. Bai Zhi’s highness, and the two of them are actually irreconcilable.

Both of them know this because they are not fools, nor are they fools who don’t know anything. The reason why they can still talk with kind faces is because they both know that this is in public, so it is not suitable to spread everything out, because this will make them both dangerous, and because literati have to save face.

This is to be desperate for face and suffer.

Hua Qingge looked at Gongsun Baizhi and said, "Bai Zhi, you have also come to participate? I thought you would not come to this literary fair. After all, you have never attended any literary fair I held before. I thought you have any opinions on me?"

This is very light, as if it was just a friend’s complaint to another friend, but it was not like this in Gongsun Baizhi’s ears. After all, he was the person involved, and what he heard was always different from other people.

Did he just want to come here? Didn’t she hear the news that the most mysterious young master Yun, Mo Hanchuang, is also coming to the attendee literary gathering? At this time, this literary gathering is no longer as simple as a small literary gathering. He is a small gathering for all young students and even the best people. If he doesn’t come here at this time, then, his second-place young master Bai Zhi will be ridiculed or questioned by all talents tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhao Rong with some resentment and said, "Young Master Yun is a mysterious person. How can you appear at this literary conference now?"

This question is very uncomfortable, but it is very good at asking. After all, if it weren't for Mr. Yun, Mo Hanchuang, his Gongsun Baizhi would not have used this literary meeting. After all, Mr. Yun, Mo Hanchuang, the ninth, did not come, so Mr. Baizhi would not have used it.

Zhao Rong looked at Gongsun Baizhi and said, "Young Master Baizhi was joking. Why can't I come? What's more, this time Zhixing invited me to come, I must attend."

If the previous words cannot affect Gongsun Baizhi, then the words afterwards will shock Gongsun Baizhi. What does it mean to let him come? His relationship with Qinglu Gongsun Baizhi is so good? What is their relationship?

No one knew what their relationship was, so Gongsun Baizhi stopped talking and just smiled faintly. The smile made people feel cold in their hearts when they looked at it. What was Gongsun Baizhi planning?
Chapter completed!