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When she reached the stairs, Qin Ruoxi finally caught up with Liu Qingyang and murmured: "Qingyang, I have no choice..."

Qin Ruoxi stepped forward and was about to grab Liu Qingyang's sleeves, but Liu Qingyang was very disdainful of her at this time. On one side of her body, Qin Ruoxi had no point of strength and rolled along the stairs like a big green winter melon.

Go down.

The maid Qiurong behind her watched helplessly as she descended the two-story staircase, all the way down, in a ball.

After finishing her confession, the young lady who returned home would definitely not spare her! She was trained by the madam and waited until all the older girls around the young lady got married before she could become a first-class girl. She didn't want to ruin her future just like that!

Liu Qingyang looked at Qin Ruoxi's embarrassed figure with no expression on his face, jumped down from the second floor, and walked away from the Wanfu Building.

When Qin Ruoxi reached the bottom of the stairs, she happened to see Liu Qingyang's leaving robe. She was so anxious that she forgot that she was in the bustling building where people were coming and going. She shouted loudly: "Qingyang, brother Qingyang, come and save me."

Save Ruoxi! Ruoxi has only had you in her heart from the beginning!"

Liu Qingyang paused when he heard Qin Ruoxi's words, but still didn't look back and left.

Because when he fell down the stairs, he only focused on the edges and corners of the steps. The redwood steps were actually stained with little blood stains. At the bottom of the steps, Qin Ruoxi, who fell on her face, had blood all over her face. Qin Ruoxi suddenly didn't realize it.

, stretched out his bruised hand, trying to save Fulou Waizhao, as if he wanted to keep Liu Qingyang.

Qiurong quickly ran downstairs, hugged Qin Ruoxi's shaking body, and called softly: "Miss, Miss, how are you?"

Qin Ruoxi felt like a boat drifting in the sea, with all her support lost, but she still struggled towards the door, shouting regardless, "Qingyang..., Brother Qingyang..."

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She wants to marry King Xiaoyao and become a princess, but she still needs the support of her brother Qingyang!

Qiurong tried hard to help Qin Ruoxi up, but her strength was too weak to support Qin Ruoxi's full weight. As soon as she was helped up, the two of them fell down together.

No one came to help, and everyone pointed at the master and servant.

"Which lady is this? She is so unruly that she has a private meeting with a man in public!"

"The man just now seems to be Mr. Liu, the Minister of Household Affairs of the imperial court!"

"Yes, Mr. Liu is a successful young man. To be able to reach him is a blessing that has been cultivated for eight lifetimes!"

"Where does this shameless girl come from? She actually dares to think of Master Liu, one of the four young masters in the capital!"

"There are so many people chasing Mr. Liu backwards. This is the first time I have seen such a shameless person..."

"That's right, she has probably destroyed all the companies of eight generations of our ancestors!"

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Qin Ruoxi heard the comments from the people around her. Her ribs had been injured just now, and she was so out of breath that she vomited out a mouthful of blood without any warning.

She really didn't expect that not only did she fail to achieve her goal on this trip, she even lost her innocence!

He forced himself to lean his weight on Qiurong's body. If he stayed here any longer and was recognized by these people, it would really be the end!

Qiurong felt that she had carried all the weight of her young lady, and finally walked to the carriage outside Wanfu Building. After getting on the carriage and walking a few steps, the mark on the carriage was recognized...

"Hey, isn't this the carriage of the Marquis Yongyi's mansion?"

"Sure enough, the world is in decline. All the ladies from the Yongyi House are like this. Doesn't it mean that the most beautiful woman in the capital and the most talented woman in the capital are both young ladies from the Yongyi House?"

"The more famous you are, the more inappropriate you are!" The man said and shook his head, expressing his strong disapproval.

…

The words of these people reached Qin Ruoxi's ears. She trembled and urged the driver to hurry up, and left the Wanfu Building in a hurry.

Chu Fenghe was watching the scene downstairs coldly in another private room, Qin Ruoxi, you'd better make sure you won't marry into Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, this is just the beginning.

The most taboo thing for people is to have to look at Shu, just like if you love someone, you can only treat him wholeheartedly, even if he can't see it, wait for him wholeheartedly, and one day he will see you.

The most painful thing is that after you have been there for so long, people realize that you are just a spare tire!

It’s hard for anyone you know to find out that you are a spare tire, let alone Liu Qingyang, who has always been very proud?

After watching the play, Chu Fenghe and Qi Zhen returned to the palace together. As soon as they left the door of Wanfu Tower, they met Murong Yan and Murong Yi who were walking towards Wanfu Tower.

"Why are you two here?" Chu Fenghe looked at the two people in shock. Aren't the people in the No. 1 village in the world easily unable to leave the village? Except for Liu Qianyun's weird flower.

"Isn't there going to be the so-called Three Kingdoms Tournament? Let's come and watch the fun. We were planning to go to Wanfu Tower to have someone give you a message, and we happened upon it. What a fate!" Murong Yan smiled heartily.

Said, they all already know that Qi Zhen is the Lord of Canglong Fort, and the Lord of Canglong Fort is Qi Zhen.

"What, do I want to call you princess from now on?" Before Chu Fenghe could talk, Murong Yan looked at Qi Zhen and smiled again.

"Sister Yan, please stop laughing at me, but," Chu Fenghe said with a smile on his brow, "I don't mind if you call me Princess and salute me."

Chu Fenghe took Murong Yan's hand and said, "Let's stay in the palace tonight. I haven't seen you for two years. It's weird."

Murong Yan is the only kind person she has met in this time and space. He is cheerful, unpretentious, enthusiastic, and not a saint. Such a person is really kind!

"We just entered Yeyang City and heard that Emperor Daqi was going to hold a welcome banquet for you. What did he think?" Four people got into the same carriage. As soon as the carriage started, Murong Yi asked calmly,

After hearing about this incident, he felt vaguely worried. After all, it was well known that the Emperor of Qi did not want to see Qi Zhen.

"Whoever tells me to be unhappy for a moment, I will tell him to be unhappy! Even if you are the emperor, don't even think about offending me!" Chu Fenghe said lightly, but his tone was clear and cold, "You just said

Come on, let’s not worry about these things. The night market in Yeyang City is pretty good. Sister Yan, why don’t we go shopping?”

"Okay!" Women just love shopping, and Murong Yan has longed for the night market in Yeyang City for a long time!

"He'er, you can go out for a walk, but you have to let your husband accompany you!" Qi Zhen was a little worried about them going out with two bellies. Although Chu Fenghe's martial arts was not weak, he didn't want to go out when he wasn't by her side.

What just in case.

"Okay, in that case, let's go with my brother, the four of us!" Murong Yan said excitedly, "I heard there are a lot of delicious food at the night market in Yeyang City!"

"Murong Yan, you are a foodie!" Chu Fenghe knocked the head on the end of Murong Yan's cigarette, causing Murong Yan to glare angrily.

"Foodies also have the pride of being foodies, how dare you hit my sister!"

Murong Yan went back angrily, and the carriage suddenly burst into laughter. Qi Zhen and Murong Yi looked at the two people laughing. They rarely saw two people so happy, so they just let them go.

Naturally, he couldn't leave his two treasures at home while going to the night market. Chu Fenghe asked Mu Mu, who was hiding in the dark, to go back to the palace to bring Qi Yang and Chu Yue out. The two little guys hadn't gone to the night market yet.

Qi Zhen asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the edge of the night market. Qi Zhen and Chu Fenghe, like the Murong family brothers and sisters, had never been to the night market in Yeyang City.

Chu Fenghe walked into the night market stall and was very curious about the dazzling array of things. In fact, although there is a night market in every modern city, she had seen it when she was on a mission, but she had never taken a good stroll.

I originally thought that there was not much to visit in the ancient night market, and it was completely dark at night, but with modern electricity, the lights illuminate the night market as if it were daytime.

Unexpectedly, the night market in Yeyang City had large palace lanterns hanging neatly in rows, illuminating every corner of the night market very brightly.

Mu Hong and Haoyue came over with their two babies. When they saw Chu Fenghe and Murong Yan, the two babies didn't even look for their father, and directly extended their hands to them.

Chu Fenghe smiled and said: "It seems that it has been more than two years, and the babies have not forgotten you yet!"

"That's right, I am loved by everyone, so naturally I am more popular!" Murong Yan proudly shook her head, then threw herself at Qi Yang in her arms, smiling smugly.

"When you returned the car, you saw a flat tire and a pear blossom crushing the begonia!" Chu Fenghe smiled and asked the daughter in his arms, "Isn't Aunt Yan beautiful?"

Chu Yue nodded and smiled at Murong Yan: "Aunt Yan Piao Piao, kiss Beibei!"

When Qi Zhen saw that his daughter was so bold and dared to kiss her on the street, he immediately felt that the baby needed education. Then he said with a tigerish face: "Beibei, you can't kiss her at any time!"

Chu Yue had a confused face: "Dad, when is it okay and when is it not okay?"

Qi Yang also looked at Qi Zhen with bright eyes, waiting for his answer. Chu Fenghe glanced at Qi Zhen, and Qi Zhen's eyes immediately wandered to the night market stall, turning a blind eye to the probing eyes of the two treasures.

A group of eight people passed through the crowd and suddenly became the most beautiful scenery in the night market stalls. The passers-by could not help but stop and look back, just to take a few more glances. Who are these people? Even the two behind them were holding swords.

Why are all the girls so outstanding?

A group of people are like people walking out of a painting, painting exquisite meticulous paintings on this endless street.

It's no wonder it's the night market in the capital, with a steady flow of people, a bustling crowd of people, laughter and hawking.

The group of people didn't know that as they walked forward, a few tails quietly appeared behind them, following closely and never leaving.

Walking to a small stall, everyone was immediately attracted by the craftsman's novel techniques, especially the two treasures, whose shiny black eyes stared at the gourd in the hand of the craftsman without blinking.

"Daddy, I want this."

"Beibei wants it too."

The two babies looked at their father at the same time. In their minds, if they want to buy something, they have to pay for it!

Chu Fenghe felt excited as he looked at the craftsman's very skillful gourd pyrography technique. This is a handicraft technique that was only derived after the emergence of modern electricity.

The art of gourd pyrography is also called pyrography and fire-stroke painting, that is, the artist uses an electric soldering iron to iron out marks on the object for painting. It can be permanently preserved and collected when integrated with the gourd, and has extremely high artistic value. The creation of pyrography relies on grasping the heat and intensity.

At the same time, we should pay attention to "the intention comes first and the writing takes shape".

A 25- to 35-watt electric soldering iron is used to draw on the gourd with its tip. The craftsman in front of me can actually draw on the gourd using only a red-hot iron wire. It’s incredible!

Chu Fenghe raised his charming face and raised his red lips slightly: "Zhen, I want it too!"

Qi Zhen looked at the blush on her little face, and saw her gently pouting delicate lips, which instantly aroused all kinds of amorous feelings. His lower abdomen tightened, and his eyes were instantly filled with fire, and he suddenly had a charming look.

Feelings come.

Gently approaching Chu Fenghe, her soft lips breathed out scorching warmth in Chu Fenghe's ear, and her voice was transmitted into the air: "What do you want?"
To be continued...