"Brother Fan, the murderous aura of my guard is very strong. He seems to be very unfriendly! I don't know what to call him?" Guo Baokun had discovered Teng Zijing a long time ago. After all, the murderous aura of Teng Zijing was too bad for Guo Baokun.

It was too conspicuous, and from his appearance and identity, Guo Baokun had already guessed Teng Zijing’s identity, but he could not tell it directly because he had never dealt with Teng Zijing, let alone met, and could not tell these people

Explain how you met Teng Zijing.

"He, he has experienced some things before, and the murderous aura in him is difficult to eliminate for a while, so he is targeting me." Fan Xian did not expect that Guo Baokun's perception was so sensitive, and he gained a new understanding of Guo Baokun's strength.

"That's good, Ruoruo, let them go in!" Guo Baokun ignored the two of them and came to Fan Ruoruo's side to get close.

Fan Xian and Teng Zijing watched quietly as Guo Baokun and Fan Ruoruo entered Prince Jing's Mansion. Fan Xian then turned to Teng Zijing and said seriously, "I don't want to control Yidong's murderous aura well. He doesn't want to

Collect my body before the matter comes to light. I want to know whether Guo Baokun is an official of the imperial court. His family is prominent and he is deeply appreciated by the emperor. Even if my family is really not killed by him, they need to go through the process of revenge against him.

Careful plan, otherwise you will die miserably."

Teng Zijing looked at Fan Xian stubbornly, but Fan Xian kept staring at Teng Zijing without any dodge. Teng Zijing blinked, looked away, and nodded. Fan Xian smiled happily.

"They should go in too!" Fan Xian took the lead and stepped into Prince Jing's Mansion, followed closely by Teng Zijing.

"Brother, let me sit down with Guo Baokun." Fan Ruoruo was worried that Fan Xian had never participated in a poetry meeting and did not understand the rules, so he insisted on waiting for Fan Xian, so Guo Baokun could wait for Fan Xian's arrival.

Several people entered the poetry meeting together. After entering, men and women were seated in two rows. Those in the left row were all young men and ladies, and they all walked in the right row, which was covered by gauze curtains.

"Brother, he took a seat first." Fan Ruoruo walked to the right row alone.

Fan Xian looked at the women blocked by the gauze curtain, and was a little dumbfounded. Could he have come to find the girl with chicken legs? How could he find the girls who met him if he couldn't even see their faces?

Fan Xian knew the so-called rules and precautions for men and women. He walked directly to the right row, opened the gauze curtain and looked at all the women.

Fan Ruoruo had just sat down and saw Fan Xian walking in, so she stood up and came to Fan Xian's side.

"Brother, why did I get in? There are no women over there!" Fan Ruoruo didn't expect Fan Xian to be so tough, so he was embarrassed to fight with the guards.

Fan Xian ignored Fan Ruoruo's advice and scanned all the women carefully. Those ladies began to cover their faces with their long sleeves to avoid being offended by Fan Xian.

"No, why not?" Fan Xian said to himself, his tone was extremely disappointed, and he seemed very disappointed. His expectations for the poetry meeting were dashed.

"What's wrong?" Fan Ruoruo looked at the disappointed Fan Xian, and her brother's worry took over and she asked.

"Girl with chicken legs! No one denies the girl with chicken legs, she is not there!"

"Brother, if it doesn't work out, go ask Guo Baokun. He believes that he will keep his secret secret!" Fan Ruoruo couldn't bear that Fan Xian continued to be trapped by emotions, so he took the initiative to suggest to Fan Xian.

"Okay, no, no, forget it! He believes that he can definitely find the chicken-leg girl with his own strength!" Fan Xian heartily agreed to Fan Ruoruo's proposal, but suddenly thought of Teng Zijing's matter, and suddenly began to contradict Fan Ruoruo again

In doing so, he must not owe Guo Baokun any favors, otherwise he would not be able to afford Teng Zijing. Although Fan Xian was very eager to find a girl with chicken legs, he could not hold back his heartbeat and rejected the exciting proposal.

"Brother, do I dislike Guo Baokun?" Fan Ruoruo seemed to have noticed something, and looked at Fan Xian with some worry. On one hand, he was his closest brother since childhood, and on the other hand, he was a ruthless person. If the two of them were at odds,

When we are enemies of each other and make mistakes, we have to learn how to deal with each other.

"What's the matter? Don't worry about it!" Fan Xian stretched out his legs to touch Dong Fan Ruoruo's head and comforted Fan Ruoruo with a smile. Fan Xian's heart was definitely not as relaxed as his appearance showed. No, if Guo Baokun really

If Teng Zijing's enemy helped Teng Zijing, then where did he put Ruoruo, and how could he face Ruoruo?

Fan Xian turned around and left the room, walking towards his seat with a solemn expression.

"That Mr. Fan, a man stands in the world by etiquette. A gentleman may not have fine clothes, but he must not be rude!" A man in a red robe suddenly stood up and stopped Fan Xian. If Fan Xian made a mistake, he would scold him.

"Who am I?" Fan Xian was in a bad mood, so he asked quite rudely. He almost pointed at Wei Yuanzi's nose and said clearly that what he did was none of my business, and that a dog would meddle in other people's business!

"In Donghe Zongwei, I've heard Mr. Fan's name for a long time!" The young man in red clothes held a folding fan and introduced himself to Fan Xian with his legs crossed.

"Are all the girls there?" Fan Xian asked He Zongwei with a puzzled look on his face, pointing to the seats in the right row with his right leg and asking if he really didn't want to believe that the chicken leg girl was not there, and it was hard to conceal his disappointment.

"Is there nothing else?" Fan Xian confirmed to He Zongwei again without giving up.

He Zongwei looked at the officials and ladies in the right row with confusion, then looked around and found nothing wrong. He looked at Fan Xian again. He didn't know whether he was thinking or not.

"Mr. Fan, why am I so vulgar and rude?" He Zongwei looked at Fan Xian who was constantly sizing up the ladies in front of him. He finally came to his senses and pointed at Fan Xian and asked angrily.

"You two should calm down first. Mingyue is not allowed to hold a poetry meeting. Since it is not a poetry meeting, we can't use poetry to make friends!" At that time, Li Hongcheng opened the door and entered the poetry meeting, and quickly came to Fan Xian.

With He Zongwei.

He Zongwei even bowed and crossed his legs to be rude. Fan Xian couldn't help but look disappointed and said to himself, "Why aren't you here?"

Fan Xian suddenly took a few steps closer to Li Hongcheng, stretched his neck and moved his head close to Li Hongcheng, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do I know a girl in red who likes to hold chicken legs?"

"Hey, you like to take it, what can you take?" Li Hongcheng was a little confused, and his head was in shock when Fan Xian raised the urn without following the routine and answered the question.

"Chicken legs, just chicken legs!" Fan Xian said forcefully.

"Chicken drumsticks? Ah, they will be prepared for lunch!" Li Hongcheng repeated confusedly, and then thought that Fan Xian wanted to ask for chicken drumsticks, so he went to say that they would be prepared for lunch, which would definitely satisfy Fan Xian.

"Everyone, please take a seat first!" Li Hongcheng invited everyone to sit down at that time. He walked towards the main seat and patted Fan Xian's junior with his leg, saying that he would be satisfied. As he walked, he looked very confused.

He looked at Fan Xian, muttering about chicken drumsticks.
Chapter completed!