Chapter 655

This is a good time.

She has wanted to say this sentence for a long time, but she has no chance to say it and no one can say it.

Many people met her by chance. For example, childe Ning Shi didn't have much relationship with Jun Zhenzhen, let alone with the ninth age princess.

As for her close family members, Fang Chengyu is as smart as a demon and has great trust in her. She can even think that Fang Chengyu will jump up after listening to her.

"I've seen nine year old princess!" He would say excitedly that this excitement is not an exaggerated joke, but serious.

But her past has nothing to do with him. The nine year old princess is strange to him. What he knows is the present Miss Jun.

The nine year old princess's relatives, such as Jiuli jiuyu, would be shocked if she said it, maybe she would believe it, but it's more troubled. After all, they are familiar with the nine year old princess, and miss Jun is strange at this moment.

For Zhu Zan, things are a little coincidental. He seems to be familiar with the nine year old princess, and he is also familiar with Miss Jun.

Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan facing inward.

"Zhu Zan." She said, "I'm a nine year old princess."

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The man was carried out of the door, and the door slammed shut behind.

"I haven't finished applying the medicine to you yet!" Miss Jun turned and said inside.

"I've lived to this day without you before." Inside came Zhu Zan's deep voice.

Miss Jun couldn't help smiling.

Yes, when she finished that sentence, Zhu Zan was neither surprised nor asked. Instead, without saying a word, he got up and threw Miss Jun out of the door.

Although I didn't expect this reaction, I felt it was the most normal at this time.

"I know, but you can get better faster with me. After all, the situation is very tense in Beijing, and your father needs you more." Said Miss Jun.

There was no response.

"Then I'll tell you how to use these drugs and I'll go." Miss Jun said again.

With the sound of footsteps, the door was opened, and Zhu Zan, who was wrapped in a robe in front of him to block the red chamber, looked at him with a heavy face and handed him a tray of medicine.

Without hesitation, Miss Jun pointed out to him which was eaten and which was wiped one by one.

Then he looked up at Zhu Zan.

"I'll cook some medicine and have it delivered." She said, pausing, "and."

Zhu Zan squinted at her.

"I'm really a nine year old princess." Miss Jun looked at him and said.

With a bang, the door was closed in front of me.

"If you're surnamed Jun, you can stop. Don't deceive people too much." Zhu Zan said in a deep voice.

Miss Jun turned around with a smile and walked slowly along the corridor with lanterns.

The wind is light, the leaves are light, the flowers and fruits are light, and the lights are dotted around. It is neither shining nor cold. The summer night of the government is really beautiful.

The summer nights in the capital are beautiful.

Miss Jun couldn't help walking slowly in the yard. She hadn't seen the summer night in the capital for many years. When she was a child, she came back only in winter for the Spring Festival. Later, she was in no mood.

It's reasonable to say that she shouldn't be in the mood now. Her relatives can't recognize each other without revenge, but it's probably because this sentence, which has been held for a long time, made her feel inexplicably relaxed.

Miss Jun walked slowly in the house and disappeared into the night.

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Some people like the quiet night, while others are more colorful and lively than the day. Especially for young people.

Although the night in Yangcheng is not as good as that in Beijing, it has a different flavor. The streets are crowded, and the night wind is filled with the fragrance of fat and powder and the faint sound of silk and bamboo.

This came from a splendid restaurant near the street. At this time, there were many people sitting in the restaurant, all in royal clothes and robes, smart looking guys, young maids walking through, serving tea and pouring wine, and more than a dozen song and dance prostitutes dancing with the music, like a fairy mansion.

Sitting at the top of the table was a young fairy, dressed luxuriously, neither suppressed by the brilliance of the field, nor vulgar, bright and pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Fang, so there's no problem with the business in the north?" A middle-aged man held up his glass and said to her.

Fang Chengyu smiled.

"Of course there's a problem." He said again seriously.

People on both sides looked at each other with a twinkling expression.

"Duke Cheng left the north and the Jin people went south into the hinterland. He was afraid that life would not be peaceful and business would not be easy to do." Fang Chengyu continued.

It turned out that it was for this. Several people laughed.

"Some people say that the ticket number in the north of Deshengchang will be closed due to money loss. It's not money loss, but fear of money loss." Someone said.

"How can you lose money when everyone is here!" Fang Chengyu smiled.

The people in the room looked much more relaxed.

"Young master, you don't understand. Beidi will make more money in the future."

"Yes, in the past, when Cheng Guogong was here, many businesses were difficult to do."

"Qinghebo is good at doing business."

They whispered and looked at Fang Chengyu.

"So I can't turn off the ticket number in Beidi."

Fang Chengyu nodded cleverly.

"Since several uncles say you make money, of course I want to be together. The ticket number in Beidi is not closed." He said.

The atmosphere in the hall was more enthusiastic. Everyone raised their glasses one after another. Fang Chengyu also raised his glasses, but there was clear white water in his glass.

"I'm weak and can only replace wine with water." He said with a smile.

Fang Chengyu was once a sick and dying man. As we all know, no one will be harsh about it.

"We all know, ready." Someone greeted with a smile.

Immediately, a pretty maid came forward with a teapot to add water to Fang Chengyu.

The singing and dancing music in the hall was more lively. After several times, Fang Chengyu got up and went to the clean room.

The clean room was set up in the box. Fang Chengyu's little boy followed him and stood outside the door waiting. The others in the room didn't think so and continued to eat wine and laugh.

After several times of pushing the cup and pouring the lamp, suddenly a person looked at it dimly and made a sound when he saw the empty position here.

"Where's Mr. Fang?" He asked.

It took too long to go to the toilet, and everyone reacted. They were busy looking for the clean room, but they didn't see Fang Chengyu's little boy.

Have you gone?

"Mr. Fang?" Someone shouted, pushing the door open.

The arrangement in the clean room is no less than the box. The incense is burning and the lights are bright. Everyone's line of sight immediately sees the ground. A person is lying on his stomach and seems to be asleep.

Black hair, jade crown and Pearl hairpin, brocade clothes and Chinese robes are embroidered like clouds. Who is Fang Chengyu.

"Is this drunk?" A man murmured, this kind of appearance is common in restaurants, "you can get drunk just by drinking water?"

Others stamped their feet.

"What? Drunk! It's an accident!"

With this sentence, everyone reacted and immediately the whole restaurant fell into chaos.

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(it's two o'clock today.

Thanks to Bingyi in the south? The last shot 54554465, Nannan bamboo, Junzi Wuqi, Ling Xiaoqi, lvlover, Hetao writer. Thank you.)