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Chapter 1256 : Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Nine Yuan Fang Is Not Sure (1)

Chapter 569 Yuan Fang can't see clearly

Chapter 569 Yuan Fang can't see clearly

Tonight's Moxiang Pavilion is destined to be uneasy, because the original mood of writing poetry and painting was completely gone. All scholars were talking about him, of course, more of those two lines of poetry. As for Zhao Huaixin, although others did not mention it too much, everyone present stared at him, and they all wanted to know whether this person would commit suicide according to the bet. [Novel Network]: http:sj131

Although the capital of the Tang Dynasty was magnificent, it lacked some fun. Now that such interesting things have happened, we should not pay attention to them.

At this moment, Zhao Huaixin stood there motionless as if he had lost his soul, muttering to himself that he didn't know what to say, and seemed a little crazy.[

"This young man is a bit talented, but unfortunately he is not a scholar. From what kind of gaze, I should be a down-and-out young man in a small country, otherwise how could he have made such a poem?" Pan Ai, the Minister of Rites, looked at Li Yan's departure and said in his heart. Then he ordered: "Go and check this person's identity and residence."

A follower of the Star Realm next to him responded and then disappeared in front of him.

"The next song "Ode to the Frog" and "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" are probably going to be sung for a while, but the bet to commit suicide is a little heavier, less elegance as a scholar, more arrogant as a casual cultivator. If you are willing to temper your anger for a few years, you will be qualified to benefit the people." Pan Ai thought to himself.

After leaving Moxiang Pavilion, Li Yan was not familiar with the place, so he went straight back to Yuan Mansion.

When he came back, he found that the lights of the Yuan Mansion had not turned off yet, and the lights in a wing room in the backyard were still on.

When Li Yan entered the door, he saw Xiu Zhu sitting cross-legged on the couch meditating, and he should be practicing. He smiled. "It's useless to meditate in the late stage of the God Refining Realm. You must temper your soul. You can't even think of breaking through if you sit there for decades."

Xiuzhu opened her eyes and glared at him fiercely: "I'm willing to come back, where did you die so late?"

"It's nothing. I went out to drink some wine for a friend I just met. Why are you waiting for me to come back?" Li Yan said.

Xiu Zhu hummed: "Who is waiting for you to come back? Don't be too sentimental? Haven't you seen me practicing?"

"By the way, where is Yuan Xiang?" Li Yan asked.

"I'm resting, Sister Yuanxiang said that she can't stay with you before getting married." Xiuzhu said.

Li Yan remembered Yuan Fang's words, and indeed this old guy was ready. No wonder he was so relieved to take him to drink.

Seeing Li Yan's face showing off, Xiu Zhu immediately said angrily: "Do you dislike me? Since you don't want to stay here, get out."

Li Yan smiled, and a tiger pounced on Xizhu under him: "It's late at night, let's take a break. It's time to do that and want to drive me out. This is a cruel heart. If you can't do it, you have to punish you."

Xiu Zhu pursed her lips and said, "Can you be gentle, you are so rude, I really don't know why I followed you, guy." But she said that, but her two arms were already wrapped around Li Yan's neck, looking like she was reluctant to accept it.

The next day.
Chapter completed!
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