Xiao Lingyue curled her lips and said deliberately: "Then I have to give it to someone else? It's a hairpin used by the 'couple', and it's quite unlucky to throw it away."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Beihan suddenly stopped and turned to look at her: "Who are you going to give to?"

"You care whom I give to? You don't want it anyway. It's a pity to throw it away and leave it idle. I'll give it to anyone I like."

Xiao Lingyue walked over and put the hairpin into her arms and gave him a blank look.

"Don't worry, I just said to play and I won't force you to wear it."

Zhan Beihan said nothing, and his cold and faint eyes were extremely oppressive, staring at her.

Xiao Lingyue had long been immune to his eyes. Not only was she not afraid, she also asked him: "What are you doing to glare at me?"

This is on the street, and people are coming and going around.

Zhan Beihan took a deep breath, calmed down his inexplicable anger, and reached out: "Give it!"

"What?" Xiao Lingyue tilted her head and looked at him, pretending to be puzzled.

"Hairdressing, son!" Zhan Beihan gritted his teeth slightly, his eyes becoming more and more unkind, "Take it."

"Don't you want it? Have you changed your mind again?" Xiao Lingyue held back her laughter and shook the hairpin in her hand.

"It's OK to give it to you, but you are not allowed to throw it away. Wear it to me when you go back?"

She had never seen Zhan Beihan wear such a peach branch hairpin.

In the past, in Northern Qin, most of them had golden crowns and jade crowns. Even if they had hairpins on the crown, they were the simplest plain hairpins, or dragon-patterned hairpins that represented the royal identity.

Zhan Beihan's eyes were deep and he was too lazy to talk to her, so he simply snatched the hairpin, stuffed it into his arms, turned around and strode forward.

Even the back seemed to be filled with an inexplicable layer of anger.

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The more Xiao Lingyue looked, the more funny she became. After thinking about it, she took off the silver hairpin on her head, replaced it with a peach wood flower hairpin and put it on, and then followed her with her hands on her back.

Following the female stall owner's guidance, the two walked through a street and turned a corner. They saw the golden plaque in Jimintang from afar.

The whole street is the best business, with six doors, and one of them is the only one. There are many people coming in and out at the door, most of whom are carrying the packaged medicinal materials in their hands, looking inside the door, shopkeeper, waiter

The doctors in the hall are very busy.

No wonder the female stall owner said that this is the most famous and best-business pharmacy in Huaicheng.

There are indeed many people

Xiao Lingyue was watching, Zhan Beihan suddenly pulled her hand and lowered his voice: "Look at the door, the tea shop opposite."

Xiao Lingyue looked calmly and saw a few men in civilian clothes standing or squatting on the steps in front of Jimin Hall, as if they were accompanying their family to get medicine and waiting at the door.

His eyes kept patrolling the people/lifts in and out of the medicine shop.

Opposite Jimintang, across the street, is an open-air tea shop. There are several wooden tables placed against the wall. Seven or eight men in civilians are sitting scattered, with tea bowls and teapots in front of them, but they don’t drink them.

, just stared at the drug shop opposite intentionally or unintentionally.

It is obvious that these people are monitoring here.

Xiao Lingyue whispered: "Long Scale Guard said that the people who followed them were not powerful and were easily dumped. They did seem to be laymen."

This surveillance and stalking technique is too low-level, and anyone who is a little alert can notice it.

Moreover, it is indeed not like someone from the government or the army.
Chapter completed!