Not to be outdone, the delicate scholar stood up and took great care of Situ Junyi, speaking as if he had seen Situ himself with his own eyes.

"You are so confident. Could it be that you have met Mr. Situ?"

"Xiaosheng has always wanted to look like a young man, but he has never had such a chance. It's just that rumors say that Mr. Situ is indeed extremely handsome. He is a rare handsome man."

When the scholar said these words, there was obviously a feeling of longing on his face. Gong Xianxian couldn't help but shuddered when he looked away. Could it be that Nangong was right? That Situ Junyi was really a broken sleeve.

?

The scholar's words made the crowd of onlookers gradually start talking. What the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said earlier seemed a bit false.

"I think what this young man said is credible. Master Situ's wealth could buy the entire country. What kind of beauty have I never seen? How could he be so greedy that he likes a little maid?" the crowd said.

Zhong began to echo the scholar's words.

"I think so. Rich young masters always have very high standards. But let's not say whether the little maid is good-looking or not. Just look at the group of beautiful beauties below. If Mr. Situ wants to be accompanied by beauties,

That was just a casual sentence. How could such a thing be done? It’s unbelievable. It’s really unbelievable.”,

More and more people in the crowd believed the scholar's words, and everyone looked at the man with suspicion. Looking at everyone's scrutinizing eyes, the man suddenly became angry, patted the table, stared at the scholar and yelled.

"Looking at you, with your oily hair, pink face, thin arms and legs, it seems that you have a habit of sleeve-cutting. Is it possible that you made up this story to defend Mr. Situ because you wanted to have a sleeve-cutting love with him?"

As soon as the man's words came out, the scholar's face immediately turned red. He looked at the man groaning and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"Look, look, his face is so red and he doesn't know how to refute. He is really a cut-sleeve guy. Don't listen to his nonsense. This kid is just a cut-sleeve guy."

As soon as his scholarly attitude softened, the man immediately started to snarl again.

Gong Xianxian had never seen a stranger in three hundred years, but she could tell at a glance that the gentle scholar did not look like a liar at all, and the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked like the kind of follower who would follow others' influence.

Although she promised Mo Li and Nangong not to mind their own business before leaving the palace.

But seeing the scholar's blushing cheeks clearly showing a grievance that could not be defended, Gong Xianxian finally couldn't sit still, and finally stood up and walked directly towards the scholar in the crowd. Before the scholar could come,

When he reacted, he had already put his arm around the scholar's hand and looked affectionate.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is at home waiting for you to come home for dinner. Why are you still chatting here? Let's go home for dinner."

Gong Xianxian raised her lips and smiled affectionately. Before the scholar could react for a moment, Gong Xianxian tightened his sleeves and walked downstairs. Chun'er and Xia'er quickly followed, and just now they suspected that the scholar had a broken sleeve.

The people instantly gave up this ridiculous suspicion.

After being dragged out of the restaurant by Gong Xianxian, the scholar finally came to his senses and hurriedly pulled his arm out of Gong Xianxian's hand. His cheeks were even redder than before. "Thank you, girl, for saving me." The delicate scholar said.

Not to be outdone, he stood up and took great care of Situ Junyi, speaking in a tone as if he had seen Situ himself with his own eyes.

"You are so confident. Could it be that you have met Mr. Situ?"

"Xiaosheng has always wanted to look like a young man, but he has never had such a chance. It's just that rumors say that Mr. Situ is indeed extremely handsome. He is a rare handsome man."

When the scholar said these words, there was obviously a feeling of longing on his face. Gong Xianxian couldn't help but shuddered when he looked away. Could it be that Nangong was right? That Situ Junyi was really a broken sleeve.

?

The scholar's words made the crowd of onlookers gradually start talking. What the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said earlier seemed a bit false.

"I think what this young man said is credible. Master Situ's wealth could buy the entire country. What kind of beauty have I never seen? How could he be so greedy that he likes a little maid?" the crowd said.

Zhong began to echo the scholar's words.

"I think so. Rich young masters always have very high standards. But let's not say whether the little maid is good-looking or not. Just look at the group of beautiful beauties below. If Mr. Situ wants to be accompanied by beauties,

That was just a casual sentence. How could such a thing be done? It’s unbelievable. It’s really unbelievable.”,

More and more people in the crowd believed the scholar's words, and everyone looked at the man with suspicion. Looking at everyone's scrutinizing eyes, the man suddenly became angry, patted the table, stared at the scholar and yelled.

"Looking at you, with your oily hair, pink face, thin arms and legs, it seems that you have a habit of sleeve-cutting. Is it possible that you made up this story to defend Mr. Situ because you wanted to have a sleeve-cutting love with him?"

As soon as the man's words came out, the scholar's face immediately turned red. He looked at the man groaning and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"Look, look, his face is so red and he doesn't know how to refute. He is really a cut-sleeve guy. Don't listen to his nonsense. This kid is just a cut-sleeve guy."

As soon as his scholarly attitude softened, the man immediately started to snarl again.

Gong Xianxian had never seen a stranger in three hundred years, but she could tell at a glance that the gentle scholar did not look like a liar at all, and the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked like the kind of follower who would follow others' influence.

Although she promised Mo Li and Nangong not to mind their own business before leaving the palace.

But seeing the scholar's blushing cheeks clearly showing a grievance that could not be defended, Gong Xianxian finally couldn't sit still, and finally stood up and walked directly towards the scholar in the crowd. Before the scholar could come,

When he reacted, he had already put his arm around the scholar's hand and looked affectionate.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is at home waiting for you to come home for dinner. Why are you still chatting here? Let's go home for dinner."

Gong Xianxian raised her lips and smiled affectionately. Before the scholar could react for a moment, Gong Xianxian tightened his sleeves and walked downstairs. Chun'er and Xia'er quickly followed, and just now they suspected that the scholar had a broken sleeve.

The people instantly gave up this ridiculous suspicion.
Chapter completed!