Tang Hao saw song Ruoxin''s thanks again, waved it and said faintly.

    "It''s just a matter of hand. You''re welcome."

    While talking, the black Zhui horse still rubbed around Tang Hao.

    Tang Hao looked at Wu Zhui, stretched out a hand and gently stroked it. He couldn''t help feeling a trace of joy and love in his heart.

    Song Ruoxin glanced at Wu Zhui.

    "This horse has always been strong, even sister Wanqing can''t tame it. It''s strange today. It''s so docile when I meet childe Tang."

    Tang Hao smiled without saying anything.

    Wu Zhui was Xiang Yu''s car. At this time, there is a part of Xiang Yu''s inheritance in his body. How can the horse not feel it.

    Speaking of the head, the system borrowed your hand to let this horse appear in front of me.

    Seeing that the horses were obedient, song Ruoxin was very close to Tang Hao and said.

    "I see that the horse is destined for young master Tang. Why don''t I become a man? Give the horse to young master Tang as a reward for saving lives."

    "This..."

    "Don''t refuse, childe Tang. I song Ruoxin can still make a decision on this small matter."

    Tang Hao did not refuse at all. This was originally given by the system, but with the help of song Ruoxin.

    "Good!"

    Song Ruoxin saw that Tang Hao didn''t even say a polite excuse. The answer was forthright and direct. He taught Tang Hao the horse bridle.

    After taking the reins, Tang Hao pondered a little, looked at Song Ruoxin and said.

    "This fine foal is a valuable thing in your house. Tang Hao can''t take it for nothing. If Miss Song doesn''t dislike it, please go to mingyouxuan to have a pot of tea to show my gratitude to Tang Hao?"

    Song Ruoxin was also forthright and readily agreed.

    Mingyouxuan is the most famous teahouse in Chang''an Street.

    Not to mention the scale of land occupation, even the decoration is mainly quiet, and the exquisite layout of flowers, plants and trees inside is a unique feature of Chang''an.

    Naturally, many people come here, including strange people and scholars, and literati often come here to talk about heaven and earth.

    Tang Hao and song Ruoxin arrive at the door of the elegant and quiet teahouse. The boy goes to the stable behind to feed the horse. They cross the storyteller on the first floor and go straight to the elegant attic on the second floor.

    After sitting down, Tang Hao saw that there was another quiet scenery in the backyard of the teahouse.

    Song Ruoxin sat opposite Tang Hao, thought of the handkerchief Tang Hao gave him today, and took it out.

    "Mr. Tang, thank you very much today. Here is your handkerchief. I''ll give it to you now."

    Then he handed the handkerchief embroidered with the word "Hao".

    "It''s rare for men to wear handkerchiefs. I think this handkerchief must have special significance for childe Tang?"

    Tang Hao took the handkerchief, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket.

    Song Ruoxin asked tentatively.

    "This handkerchief is very important to young master Tang?"

    Tang Hao felt bitter in his heart. His eyes looked empty outside the attic and fell into memories.

    "I just heard my adoptive father mention that this handkerchief has been worn on me since I was picked up. At that time, I was still a baby in swaddling clothes."

    Then Tang Hao took back his eyes and stared at the nanmu table.

    "I''ve been wearing it with me all these years."

    Song Ruoxin seemed to have feelings. He was sour and murmured.

    "I can''t imagine that childe Tang''s life experience is like this. It''s really... It''s really not easy."

    But Tang Hao restrained his memory and smiled calmly.

    "My adoptive father and mother treat me like a few, and take care of me in every way. Miss Song doesn''t have to feel sorry for me."

    Seeing that Tang Hao grew up in a poor family, but had such a free and easy mind, song Ruoxin couldn''t help but look at him with new eyes.

    While talking, the waiter has brought up the tea.

    "Take your time."

    After adding a cup of new tea to the two, the waiter put down the teapot and went out.

    Just then, an oily voice came from the door of Yajian.

    "Yo! It''s a coincidence that I can meet Miss Song today."

    While talking, a young man in royal clothes came in with a bad smile on his face.

    Tang Hao followed the sound. Just looking at the gorgeous clothes, he knew that he must be a rich child. His malicious smile knew that this man must not be a good bird. The servants with tiger backs and heavy backs around him were standard accessories for rogue CHILDES to flirt with good family women.

    Song Ruoxin frowned slightly and glanced at the visitor.

    "Young master, you and I never know each other. Please don''t bother me to taste tea with this friend."

    "Yo! What''s the matter? Is it because my Yin Jie''s reputation is not loud enough?"

    While talking, Su Qingjie, the son of royal guards, had come to the table, supported the table with both hands and squinted at Song Ruoxin.

    "But it doesn''t matter. Miss Song, one of the three beauties in Chang''an City, I just know you."

    Song Ruoxin looked disgusted and moved towards the window.

    "Please respect yourself. This is my tea bureau with my friends. Please go out."

    Seeing that song Ruoxin had a little empty space, Yin Jie immediately sat up and crowded around Song Ruoxin, laughing.

    "The whole mingyouxuan is my Yan Family''s industry. I want to sit there. Why talk about going out?"

    "But I''m happy today. I just want to talk to miss song here."

    This scene passed through the hollowed out flower carving screen and was seen by a handsome childe on the table next door. The childe has a beautiful face, bright eyes and teeth, and looks a little feminine.

    "Oh! It''s the Yan Family boy again."

    The big man standing next to the childe said, "look at the boy opposite the girl. He is thin and weak. I''m afraid he can''t protect the woman."

    Young master Pianpian took a sip from the tea cup on the table and said faintly, "Yan Kaishan is a famous founder. Yan Jie is the son of Yan Kaishan. Even the prince should respect him, not to mention the unknown boy?"

    Maintenance couldn''t bear to ask, "Princess... Childe, do you want to adjust?"

    The childe looked playful and played with the tea set in his hand.

    "Don''t worry first. If he doesn''t even have the courage to protect his own women, why should we give birth to right and wrong."

    "Yes!"

    Yan Jie on the other side saw Tang Hao sitting quietly opposite and shouted.

    "Hey! Boy, don''t you have eyes? Don''t you see I''m talking to beauty? Get out of here?"

    Unexpectedly, Tang Hao turned a deaf ear and quietly took a sip from his wine glass.

    Seeing that Tang Hao was calm and leisurely, Yin Jie couldn''t help getting angry and stood up.

    "Die!"