Han Zeyu looked through the invitation in his hand and found it very strange.
It turns out that this is the legendary mysterious and rare invitation that Uncle Zhong mentioned.
Isn’t this the admission ticket to the Colosseum?
Even though he didn't have a ticket, he still had a relaxing trip.
He just looked a little embarrassed when he left.
As soon as they returned to the courtyard, someone brought them an invitation and a small basket of fresh fruits.
Don’t be fooled by the small size of the bamboo basket, look at its exquisite shape and the out-of-season fruits and vegetables inside.
Han Zeyu sighed in admiration at the priceless fruit basket worth forty taels and the mysterious invitation letter that was in short supply.
Han Zeyu had reason to doubt: "You said this hot spring villa, could it be run by his family?"
Su Shien was also thinking: "Xiao Chenxuan, I've never heard of this person."
Tiezhu slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Isn't the royal family's surname Xiao? Could he be a prince?"
Su Shien shook his head and denied it, saying the age didn't match.
The eldest prince was fifteen years old, and the rest of the princes were under ten years old.
The young man could travel freely without any guards. From this point of view alone, he was not like an ordinary royal family member.
There was no point in holding a no-prize guessing contest here, so Su Shien decided to meet his best friend by chance.
Han Zeyu curled his lips. When someone needs help, they are close friends. When there is nothing to do, they are just drinking buddies.
I was hiding from him just now, but in less than half a day I ran into him by chance.
Men, it’s hard to describe them in a few words.
"Do you know where they are?"
Su Shien pointed to his head, his sarcasm obvious.
Han Zeyu snorted coldly, you are the only one with a good brain, why are you showing off?
Tiezhu was indignant. The young master had just said that he was brainless. That was really too much!
Only Su Yunsong was envious from the bottom of his heart. His elder brother was so smart and worthy of being a second-class craniotomy patient.
Su Shien went out to maintain a good relationship, while Han Zeyu and the other two ate fruit at home. It turns out that free is the best.
Fruits that don’t cost money are especially sweet.
After eating and drinking, Han Zeyu acted like an elder sister-in-law and became concerned about her brother-in-law's marriage and love issues.
First of all, let me make it clear that he is not urging people to get married, he is just gossiping.
"Yunsong, has your mother-in-law helped you find a partner?"
Why is this topic again? Su Yunsong seems to be a few months younger than him.
Tiezhu said he didn't want to talk, but it didn't hurt to listen with one ear.
Su Yunsong blushed when he heard this and nodded honestly.
Han Zeyu's eyes lit up. Mrs. Su Wang really found a partner for Yunsong.
Restraining the excitement in her tone, Han Zeyu pretended to be indifferent and said, "I wonder which girl mother-in-law likes?"
Su Yunsong had no doubts and told the truth.
"She is the youngest daughter of Magistrate Tian, two years younger than me."
Han Zeyu blinked. He was speechless about the Yue family's choice.
Apart from being stingy and unambitious, County Magistrate Tian was indeed a good official.
At least the people of Qingshan County like him very much.
From the man's perspective, such a good guy is the most likable candidate for father-in-law.
"That's good. Come on, be generous when you get engaged."
"Write more letters, and give people some novel little gifts."
"If you want a harmonious marriage, you need to cultivate your relationship before marriage. Being arrogant and self-righteous is not conducive to improving your relationship."
Su Yunsong kept it in mind and felt that his sister-in-law's words were very practical.
After chatting for a while, they prepared to take a break and go to the Colosseum to broaden their horizons in the evening.
Su Shien diligently tried to gather information, but Han Zeyu was sleeping soundly.
Judging from the bamboo mat marks on his face, this broken Ma Zhang Fei's posture was changed not long ago.
Take out your notebook and record someone's heroic figure in the form of a picture.
Su Shien woke him up, and Han Zeyu drowsily opened his mouth and said, "Husband, you're back. I missed you so much."
A partner who is supposed to cooperate with someone in a performance always has the urge to quit.
Impulse is the devil, he must remain calm and take it as a warning.
"Oh? Why did you miss me? How much? Tell me."
"Of course I miss you everywhere. I miss you so much that I can't sleep."
Su Shien was speechless. Could he just pretend he never asked?
"Hurry up, the mystery of Xiao Chenxuan's life experience has been solved."
Han Zeyu quickly got up and urged someone to speak quickly and not to keep him in suspense.
Su Shien told the result of his inquiries with a look of despair.
"Xiao Chenxuan is the emperor's nephew and is quite favored by the empress dowager."
Siha~Han Zeyu was so envious.
"This kid has such a strong background, yet he's still so approachable when talking to commoners like me. That's rare."
Su Shien cleared his throat twice and reminded, "You're licking too obviously, be more restrained."
Han Zeyu was able to control himself and immediately returned to semi-normal mode.
"Let's go! Let's go to the Colosseum. Who knows, we might even run into a young man who's approachable, humble, polite, virtuous, and upright."
Su Shien gasped. This man used all the beautiful words he had learned in his life to flatter others.
This face...
Han Zeyu was in high spirits and rummaged through the boxes and took out his lifelong love, the nightgown.
Without waiting for Su Shien to remind him, Han Zeyu took the initiative to put the nightgown back to its original place.
Before Su Shien could breathe a sigh of relief, Han Zeyu took out another white gown.
Looking at Han Zeyu who had changed his clothes, Su Shien couldn't help but complain silently.
This person's dress is too extreme, either black or white, either a knave or a pure and innocent girl.
Seeing that her husband was not satisfied, the little dress-up expert immediately took out a black and red smock with purple and gold patterns.
Su Shien quickly stopped him, saying that this was not okay, it was too erotic.
He would have to write a letter later, asking Master Zhou to take it easy and not accept any drawings.
After all, there is no bottleneck in someone's creation.
Han Zeyu put the new clothes back into the box with regret and left the room, looking back every few steps.
But even if Han Zeyu didn't wear that sexy cardigan, she still attracted a lot of attention.
No matter what performance this person is going to see, he wears all white so late at night, as if he is afraid that others will not see him.
How could Han Zeyu care about other people's opinions? Now he is the most handsome guy in the whole villa.
Without any guidance from others, Han Zeyu found the entrance smoothly.
After verifying the invitation letter, Han Zeyu and his four companions successfully entered the Colosseum.
Such a large venue was brightly lit, as bright as day.
There is a glass lamp at regular intervals on the wall.
There are countless torches at higher places, no wonder the temperature here is so comfortable.
Last time, Han Zeyu was so shocked that he didn't take a close look at the surrounding scenery.
Han Zeyu learned from his mistakes and was determined to change his old habit of "wild boars can't eat fine bran". He must watch carefully this time.
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