In the blink of an eye, it was several years, and at the end of March, flowers formed a formation.

The streets of Tiandu, the capital of the Great Xia Kingdom, are covered with brocade and snow. The fallen fragrance of the fallen red is accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, which is so intoxicating.

The drizzle just stopped at dusk, and the sunset passed through the dark clouds and poured down thousands of rays of rays from the west, illuminating the already prosperous Tiandu street market even more brilliantly.

This is when the tired birds return to their nests and pedestrians return home, but Hongmeng Street is crowded with people, as if they are rushing to watch something lively.

After a closer look, most of the people standing on the street were young women, and everyone's faces showed a look of expectation to the point of view, and they whispered from time to time.

On the second floor of Chunming Tea House facing the street, there are two people sitting opposite each other in the private room by the window.

The girl in the north is dressed as a foreigner. She is slender and plump, charming and gorgeous, especially her big eyes. She looks hot and bold when looking at people, as if she is never shy.

All the places she could decorate were inlaid with gold ornaments and gems, and every piece was treasured.

Sitting opposite her was a boy in red, with a hairpin tied with hair and a waistband, handsome face and romantic manners, which was unforgettable at first sight.

The foreign girl looked out the window from time to time, with her charming big eyes filled with anxiety.

The boy had a smile on his lips, holding a cup in one hand, and playing with the little golden beetle tied around his waist with the other.

The street was noisy, but suddenly it became quiet.

Half of the foreign girl's body stuck out of the window and shouted excitedly: "Look! The young master of Lantai is here!"

The boy in red slowly stood up and looked out. He saw a young man wearing white clothes riding a black horse under his crotch on the middle of the street. His face was firm, his eyebrows were picturesque, his demeanor was quiet and diluted, and he couldn't help but chuckled: "Beautiful is beautiful, but unfortunately he was so cold that he was dying."

After hearing this, the foreign girl immediately said, "It's better to be cold! Those who are too easy to get started are easily get tired of it. I have long heard that all the children of the Sima family are handsome, and Sima Lantai is one of the peers!" He said that, and compared with the thumbs up, expressing his praise.

For the Daxia Kingdom, the Sima family and the Gao family were equivalent to the Wang and Xie families in the Jin Dynasty.

Sima Lantai was named Chu, but because of her name Xingshi, many people called him the Prince of Lantai.

Today is the day when he returned from Xianyuan Mountain. Many people in the capital came to admire his charm, and most of them were women.

Tiandu is rich and prosperous, and the atmosphere is open. Women do not wear veils when shopping, and it is not uncommon for unmarried men and women to talk on the street.

As for watching handsome men on the street, it was even more common.

Hongmeng Street leads directly to Yunguang Gate. Anyone who enters the city from the south has to walk through Yunguang Gate. Sima's Mansion is located in Baixian Lane east of Hongmeng Street, so this section of the road is the only way for Sima Lantai to get home.

The girls on the street looked at the young master Lantai excitedly, and without exception, their faces flushed.

They have seen many handsome men, but they are really rare in the world. People who have never seen them will never believe that there will be people like this, and those who have seen them will never forget them.

Two years ago, Sima Lantai returned to the capital, which caused a lot of people to be in trouble. Unfortunately, many people failed to catch up and felt sorry for it.

Sima Lantai, who was noticed by everyone, looked calm and alienated, with his eyes half hanging, as if he had entered a state of no one.

Because of the light rain not long ago, the hair he exposed outside the plain gauze cicada wing crown was slightly moist, and the white shirt draped against his body made his figure look more clever and straight. The lapels were stained with some falling flowers and flying catkins, adding a super elegant grace under the forest.

What made the girls even more fascinated was that under the clothes of the young master Jie Ruoxuexue, there was a pair of barefoots.

It’s not that he was a maverick, but that his shoes were stained with mud when he was saving people outside the city. He liked cleanliness by nature, and he couldn’t find a replacement shoe and so on, so he took it off.

"Here you help me see," said the foreign girl hurriedly, holding the boy in red, "He will walk over in a while."

"It's a little far apart," said the boy in red slowly, "I can't see the face."

When the foreign girl was anxious, she said a few words of her own tribe and asked in Chinese: "What should I do?"

"You throw a teacup and hit him on the head, and I can see clearly as soon as he looks up." The boy in red smiled wickedly.

"What's your slutty idea?" The foreign girl said unhappily: "What if I break my appearance? Am I guilty?"

She spoke Chinese with a strong accent, and some characters were pronounced inaccurately. "Bad ideas" became "slutty ideas" when she spoke.

"Otherwise, you can throw a ring down." The boy in red raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a token of love."

This inadvertent little action had an indescribable style, and the foreign girl couldn't help but be stunned.

"Don't be fooled at me, your young master Lantai is coming." The boy in red reminded with a smile.

After hearing this, the foreign girl came back to her senses. Without hesitation, she took off a phoenix blood jade ring from her hand and threw it out with force.

The ring did not hit Sima Lantai, but was gently turned around and avoided.

However, the purpose was achieved. The young master of Lantai glanced over and saw the two people by the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

A Hu noble girl and a boy in red.

Sima Lantai's gaze only swept the girl's face and then passed by. Instead, he stayed on the boy's face for a while, but in comparison, he quickly turned around and continued on the road.

Just now when he looked up, his brows frowned slightly, and a vertical mark between his eyebrows was like an ice blade, which made Wulu's face look fierce again, making the hearts of the foreign girl sway, and she almost fainted while holding the railing.

"How? You can see clearly now?" The foreign girl asked the boy in red: "I really want to sleep with him."

"Well, it's quite worth a sleep." The boy in red nodded and said, "I won't let you down, Princess."

It turned out that this foreign girl was actually a princess. After hearing this, she was very happy, and then hesitated: "He is different from ordinary children. He cannot be tied up directly like others. I have to use water to make it happen."

This princess was romantic and came to the capital mainly to sleep with beautiful men. She heard that Sima Lantai had the reputation of Zhuoyulang since she was a child, so she wanted to touch her. But she was afraid that he was a silver-shaped gun and was not useful, so she specially invited the boy in red to help her check it.

"Then it's up to you," the boy in red stood up and said, "I have to go back. I've been out for a long time, and I'm probably going to be scolded."

"I've still settled a seat in Dengxian Pavilion. Wouldn't you go?" said the foreign princess: "I haven't thanked you well yet."

"What's the matter? It's just a matter of raising one's eyes." The boy in red waved his hand and walked downstairs lightly.

The guy on the teahouse cabinet saw the boy in red going downstairs and quickly bowed and said, "Is Hachiro leaving now? I have time to come, and the young men have not served you enough yet!"

The face of the boy in red seemed to be filled with the peach blossom wind of early spring all year round, warm and gentle, his bright eyes turned and his white teeth were like pearls, and he said politely without any remarks: "Thank you, I will come when I have time."

Occasionally, guests who don’t often come to Beijing asked curiously: “Whose young man is this one? He is so romantic and handsome.”
Chapter completed!