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Nie Chao was dumbfounded again: "???"
What?
What did he hear?
Adding an ancient character before ozhou completely changes the meaning.
That was O Continent from the fourteenth century to the sixteenth century. Because of an ideological and cultural movement, countless famous figures appeared in various fields such as literature, art, and music, and O Continent has since then turned from decline to prosperity.
There are many royal families in continent o, but most of them no longer exist. There are still ten royal families headed by country y, and the etiquette of each royal family is different.
It's just an ordinary sitting posture, he didn't see the slightest way, so why did he follow the etiquette of the o state royal family?
But Nie Chao will not doubt Fu Yunshen's words.
Because every time he wants to take Fu Yunshen to the bar, this son-in-law will tell him that one of the prerequisites for being a romantic dude is to know astronomy and geography, even if it's just on paper, so that he can capture different types of people. female.
If you can't do this, don't go.
Nie Chao always felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to be educated humbly.
It's not surprising that the number one romantic dandy in Shanghai knows the etiquette of the Ozhou royal family, but the little sister of the Ying family who came from the countryside?
Ying Zijin opened his eyes, his expression unchanged.
She changed her posture and sat with her chin resting on her hand, she was extremely lazy: "I have read the corresponding books."
Fu Yunshen leaned back and smiled: "This hobby is different from other children."
Ying Zijin didn't answer anymore.
In ten minutes or so, all the dishes were ready.
There is no single room in the Han Pavilion, and each table is separated by a blue curtain. There is an incense burner beside the table, and different incense is placed according to the preferences of the guests.
There is also a small stone bridge and flowing water on the side, showing the ancient style.
Ying Zijin tilted his head, his eyes moved slightly.
Osmanthus fragrans, rosemary, aloe, lavender, sandalwood are all medicinal herbs for calming the nerves, obviously specially prepared.
Just for a while, she felt much better.
Ying Zijin lowered her eyes.
The first time she came to Earth was in the middle of the fifteenth century.
She didn't expect that she would come to Earth again. After all, she was a mortal person, and it would not be easy to come back alive.
?Because the injury was so severe that her soul was completely broken, her consciousness fell into a deep sleep for nearly seventeen years, and she only woke up completely today. After waking up, she was in a bit of a miserable situation.
Long-term anemia has made this body very weak, and it can even be said to be riddled with holes, breaking at the touch of a finger.
She needs a lot of jade medicinal materials to improve her body and restore Qi and blood.
But she is short of money.
In the past, she saved a lot of gold in Ozhou. After so many years, the bank should have closed down. I don't know if her gold is still there.
Ying Zijin thought for a while and asked, "Is there any interesting place in Shanghai?"
"That's a lot." Nie Chao got drunk and hiccupped, "You've been here for so long, haven't you gone out to play?"
"There should be no such thing as freedom in living blood banks."
Nie Chao was choked again.
"Little friend, drink this up." Fu Yunshen handed the girl a bowl of longan and red date soup, and saw her take it before nestling in the bamboo chair, "How many times has Ying Luwei been injured in this year?"
Nie Chao was stunned for a moment, then calculated: "If it's just going to the hospital, no less than twenty times."
As soon as this number came out, even he was surprised.
Everyone in Shanghai knew that Ying Luwei had hemophilia, so the ladies and gentlemen guarded her carefully.
She is also Jiang Moyuan's fianc¨¦e. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is loved by all the elders of the four major families.
How could she be hurt so many times if she didn't even dare to touch it?
Nie Chao tentatively said: "Boss, you won't lose to her so many times"
The words came to his lips, but he didn't continue.
Who can survive more than 20 blood transfusions?
Ying Zijin drank the longan and red date soup slowly, squinted her phoenix eyes, but said indifferently: "It's not enough."
The vitality of this body was exhausted when she woke up, and now it has only barely recovered, which shows how weak it is.
"Well, it's good." Fu Yunshen raised his hand, handed the girl a tissue, chuckled softly, and said in a soft voice, "She can be selected for the Guinness Book of World Records."
Nie Chao broke out in a cold sweat again.
He and Fu Yunshen have known each other since childhood, and they know his temperament well.
Once the young master spoke in such a gentle tone, it proved that he was really angry.
But so what?
The Ying family took in an adopted daughter and provided them with delicious food and drink, just for that little blood?
They have been used to the darkness in a wealthy family for a long time, and there is something dirtier than this kind of thing.
Nie Chao sighed, summoned a waiter, and said courteously, "Boss, eat more, Young Master Qi is right, you need to replenish your blood."
Ying Zijin looked at the plate full of pork liver that she had finally eaten clean: ""
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At this time, the carved wooden door of the Han Pavilion opened again.
Footsteps sounded, and a group of people walked in.
The leader was a man, tall and handsome, with slender and powerful legs wrapped under black suit pants.
His face was indifferent, his eyebrows were cold, his whole body exuded a kind of alienated nobility, but he had the fatal charm of a mature man.
Even the waiters of the Han Pavilion couldn't help being slightly awed when they saw someone coming.
No one in Shanghai would not recognize this face.
The third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Moyuan.
The first heir of the four great families, with appearance, status and power all in one.
The man that all the socialites in Shanghai want to marry.
The manager stepped forward, respectful but not humble: "Mr. Jiang, the seat you booked is here, please follow me."
Jiang Moyuan nodded and walked in.
But at this moment, the secretary following behind suddenly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Master."
After finishing speaking, he pointed in a direction.
Jiang Moyuan frowned, but still turned his head and looked in the direction pointed by the secretary, his eyes suddenly sank.
The thin girl sat on the bamboo chair, tilted her head, not knowing what happened, her expression was very resistant.
And he also knew the person sitting next to her.
Fu Yunshen.
That dude from the Fu family has a notoriously bad reputation.
After being sent abroad for three years, it seems that there is no progress at all.
I don't know what he thought of, Jiang Moyuan frowned even deeper, and strode away, leaving the few people behind him looking at each other in blank dismay.
These people are all clients of the Jiang Group, and they know Jiang Moyuan's temperament.
The Third Master Jiang of Shanghai City never showed his emotions and anger, so what could make him change his face?
"The third master is going to discipline a disobedient junior, and he will come back later." The secretary apologized, "Please take a few seats first." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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