Luo Ziheng said to Mr. Song, and then hurriedly walked out.

"Is it because of the internal urgency?" Rong Yanran thought of this and evilly thought that she could use this to laugh at him in the future. As an important guest, in ancient times, when she attached great importance to etiquette and norms, she went to the bathroom before she had a few chats with her owner. This was also worth laughing at. So just block him now and make a joke. Anyway, she is a small character and doesn't care about these things.

Rong Yanran was about to leave politely, but suddenly Mr. Song asked Murong An with a smile on his face: "I don't know why the prince is fighting on the ring?" For ten thousand taels of gold, he didn't believe it. This little money is not worth the fight of the Ninth Prince. If it was for his daughter...

Murong An's eyes swept over Rong Yanran who was listening with a slight ear: "In order to make my friend happy, she likes to watch people and compete."

Rong Yanran frowned, Damn! Even if this is the truth, don’t say it so bluntly, okay? Mr. Song was speechless. Although he was a little disappointed, he was expecting it.

"Mr. Song, An has a request." Murong An looked at Rong Yanran with a thief and immediately attracted her attention.

"Please speak, Mr. Song must do his best." Mr. Song's expression was sincere and serious.

Murong An's jade fan opened gently and shook it: "Mr. Song is serious. An only heard that Miss Song is beautiful and beautiful, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I wonder if she can meet her."

It turns out that I want to see a beautiful woman! Rong Yanran's heart began to be excited. What is the concept of a peerless beauty in this era? She can also feast her eyes on it.

Mr. Song was a little confused. Since the Ninth Prince was not interested in his daughter, why did he still want to see him? But he didn't dare to disobey and immediately ordered his servants: "Go quickly and ask the lady to meet the guests in the lobby."

Rong Yanran wanted to see how ancient beauties made a gorgeous appearance. Anyway, Luo Ziheng had time to laugh at him in the future. During the break of waiting, Luo Ziheng came back.

Rong Yanran asked innocently: "Young Master, what did you do just now? Don't you keep teaching me that you should pay attention to rules when you are a guest at other people's houses? Why did you leave the seat so quickly?"

She kept chattering for several times. Young Master Luo didn't even throw a warning look to her, but the anger emitted from his body drifted into her nostrils, so he had to stop obediently. It was so boring! She thought to herself, but saw Luo Ziheng's gaze locked in one direction.

Following his gaze, he saw a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth coming up, and graceful salute to Mr. Song and several guests gracefully and dignifiedly. He met Luo Ziheng's scorching gaze and smiled slightly.

"It's really a beautiful woman. Are you moved?" Rong Yanran leaned into his ear and said, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. From ancient times to the present, the law of men who like beauty remains unchanged. Her sigh was actually nothing, she also likes to look at handsome men.

Mr. Song obviously noticed Luo Ziheng's unshirkable vision, but was a little embarrassed. His daughter said that the person she wanted to marry must be both civil and military, and had a good temperament. Could this Luo Ziheng be in the eyes of his daughter?

"This is Song's little girl, Rong'er, go and toast to all the guests." Song Shuirong acted as she said.
Chapter completed!