Yang Yue'er sang very seriously, and the sound of the pipa was also very beautiful and smooth.

Yang Lan listened for a while and turned to look at Chang Lin. But she saw him looking at Yang Yue'er, with a complex and unexplainable look in her eyes, and finally she sighed a long sigh.

Yang Lan turned her head and stared at Chang Lin in confusion. She didn't understand why he sighed, and there seemed to be a humble intention in the sigh.

He reached out and shook Chang Lin. Chang Lin turned his head and met Yang Lan's big eyes. He turned his head and immediately looked at Yang Lan with a look of hope, to see what she would say.

"Chang Lin, I'm a little hungry. Can we go there to get some pastries?" Yang Lan's big eyes shining with stars, but the starlight came for the food. Chang Lin sighed silently again, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's go get it together."

After saying that, he stood up and held her hand to the pastry placed on the table on the side wall of the hall.

As Chang Lin walked around, he felt at least two gazes looking at him. Chang Lin was furious and before he turned around, his gaze disappeared, as if it was just his illusion just now.

Chang Lin held Yang Lan's hand and strode towards the wall of the hall where the pastries were placed. After walking a few steps, another gaze swept towards him. Similarly, the gaze passed by and immediately left.

"It seems that tonight is really exciting!" Chang Lin thought to himself. Since the ambush of Sheng Shengzi and Wan Dushou and others in the morning, he fully understood in his heart: Yang Lan is probably known to everyone!

Moreover, he could feel that those people had huge energy, and they were afraid that several parties would unite to deal with him! Otherwise, they would not have ambushed him in the morning. Tonight, someone paid attention to Yi Lerong's self. With Chang Lin's intelligence, he naturally knew that for him, Yi Lerong is Yi Lerong. But Yang Lan was different. She put on the best makeup, and her eyes were also special. If the other party was interested, she would not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, a faint smile flashed into the corner of his mouth. If you can't avoid it, then face the battle directly!

The two of them squeezed past the crowd and soon arrived at the table where the pastry was placed. Yang Lan was so excited that her eyes narrowed into a line, she reached out to grab a pastry, and was about to put it into her mouth.

Chang Lin glanced at the pastry, then looked at the other pastries on the table. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and did not stop Yang Lan from doing anything.

This small hall was filled with important figures in the country of Song. The elites of Tiangu had absolutely made careful arrangements in terms of anti-virus. Therefore, Chang Lin just thought about it and put it aside.

At this time, the sound of the pipa began to become low, intermittent, like a whisper in the boudoir, or like a woman crying alone in the empty room. Every bit of it, like the sound of a loquat hitting a rain.

Most of the young people standing beside Chang Lin and Yang Lan were young people coming in from the outer hall. Hearing this, a young man dressed in a literati said with emotion: "I feel pity for this fairy Ling Feng. However, in this kind of occasion of hiring, she kept hinting that there was someone else in her heart. Could this be a rebellious act of hiring this time?"

As soon as he said this, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at him, and each of them showed approval. The young scholar shook his head and continued, "I'm afraid those young heroes will come back empty-handed. This time, Fairy Ling Feng will not be able to marry anyone."

"Why?" A soft and muttering voice came. Everyone looked in a voice, but saw a girl with big eyes waiting for the scholar's answer while eating pastries.

This little girl was naturally Yang Lan again. Chang Lin smiled bitterly, held her hand tighter, and pulled her toward her quietly.

The scribe looked at Yang Lan briefly and said seriously: "This is not simple? Who can meet Yang Yue'er's conditions is not a hero in the world? A good companion in the hearts of the daughters in the martial arts world? Such a person is arrogant and arrogant. Yang Yue'er understands so clearly that she has someone else in her heart. Who can let go of her pride and marry her?"

After hearing this, Yang Lan nodded repeatedly. "Otherwise!" A middle-aged and long-bearded man standing on the left of the scribe shook his head and said, "What this guy said is just in ordinary situations. Do you think these heroes and beauties are really so free and can do whatever they want? Their marriages are all bargaining chips. Whoever marrys whom may have been decided long ago. This time, the heroes in the world are just a formality."

His words were very reasonable. Even Chang Lin nodded slightly.

Only Yang Lan was staring at the middle-aged man in a daze. After hearing his words, she turned to look at Yang Yue'er who was playing the pipa on the stage. Her big eyes flashed and she said sympathetically: "Wouldn't she be so pitiful?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "The orders of parents and the words of the matchmaker. Since ancient times, they have been the great way of marriage. What's so pitiful? Besides, Chang Lin, who Fairy Yang likes, is a person who belongs to him. If you really want to marry him, you might be even more pitiful."

Hearing the words Chang Lin, Yang Lan quickly turned her head and looked behind her. Chang Lin had long expected that she would have this action. She had already changed the side silently. From holding her left hand to holding her right hand.

His movements were not fast and were not eye-catching. Therefore, Yang Lan subconsciously looked to the left and did not see anyone. At this time, his right hand warmed up and turned to the right to look at Chang Lin and said with a smile: "I thought you were gone."

She had now forgotten the purpose of the beginning and put half of the pastry in Chang Lin's mouth with a smile.

The two of them are close here. The middle-aged scholar finally couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed and said to Yang Lan seriously: "This girl should pay attention to it in public."

Yang Lan looked at him with big eyes blinking, her face full of smiles, as if she didn't understand what he meant at all. At this time, Chang Lin had already held her hand and pulled her to the original place.

After a while, Yang Yue'er's song ended, Yingying stood up and bowed to everyone. Then she got off.
Chapter completed!