The crowd had dispersed on the road, gathering together in groups of three or three to talk... A girl was happy and said loudly, "Young Master Luo Qi smiled at me just now!"

Another girl said unconvincedly: "Young Master Luo Qi is not smiling at you, but at me." "Qian Niang, I gave the flowers to You Young Master Luo Qi just now!"

"Young Master Luo Qi also took my purse!"

After walking all the way and listening to such conversations, Song Ruoxi was made to be curious about the young master Luo Qi by this group of illegitimate girls, "Xiangxiu, who is this young master Luo Qi?"

"I haven't heard of him." Xiang Xiu pursed her lips, "I'll go and ask those girls, can I ask?"

"Don't ask." Song Ruoxi shook her head. She didn't want to be misunderstood by those idiots. She was also an admirer of Mr. Luo Qi.

The two walked to the official road and found the carriage that sent them. Xiang Xiu stepped forward and said to the woman who was driving the car: "Auntie, I'll send us back to the city."

The woman smiled, "It's still early, are you going back now?"

"The weather is too hot, and my girl can't hold on." Xiang Xiu said with a smile.

"The sun is a little bigger today." The woman jumped out of the car and put the wooden pedals on her feet. "Miss, please get in, the little woman will take you back to the city."

"Thank you!" Song Ruoxi and Xiang embroidered the carriage.

The woman shook the reins, and the horse pulled the cart and slowly moved forward along the official road.

"Xiangxiu, ask her if she knows about Mr. Luo Qi." Song Ruoxi said in a low voice.

Xiang Xiu pursed her lips and smiled, and knew that the girl would not be willing to ask clearly. She opened the car door a little and said, "Auntie, can I ask you something?"

"What are you going to ask for by the little sister?" the woman said happily.

"Who is that Mr. Luo Qi? How could he be so popular among the girls?" Xiang Xiu asked with a smile.

"Mr. Luo Qi, he is a famous painter. I heard that the wealthy families in the city were asking him for painting with their daughters, but they couldn't even ask for it. Every year on the third day of March, the young master would come to Dongqu to choose a girl to draw a picture of a lady on the Sunday. The girls he chose were the most beautiful girls of the day. Four years ago, Mr. Luo Qi chose a girl from the Li family and drew a picture for her. Miss Li was attracted by the emperor and chose to be the empress in the palace. Everyone in the Li family enjoyed their happiness. I heard that Mr. Li is now Master Hou!" The woman said enviously.

A trace of Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed through his eyes. It turned out that he was hoping that his writing would be beautiful, so that he could win the favor of the emperor and enter the palace to enjoy the so-called wealth and glory.

"The little woman also heard that Mr. Luo Qi looks handsome, so handsome... she is extremely handsome, even better than the gods in the sky. She is a banished immortal descending to the earth, a pearl in the world, and the pen in her hand is a magic pen. Anyone who paints can become real..." The woman heard a lot of words in the city and talked endlessly.

Song Ruoxi chuckled and shook his head, lifted the curtains to see the scenery outside. Mr. Luo Qi was deified by these rumors. No wonder the girls flocked to him.

"Auntie, what's the surname of Mr. Luo Qi? Who is he from? How old is he this year?" No woman doesn't like to listen to gossip, Xiang Xiu is also a woman. She moved outside and asked with great enthusiasm.

"Mr. Luo Qi's surname is Shangguan, and he is from Yunzhong Prefecture. He is twenty-four or twenty-five years old this year. I heard that the Empress Dowager intends to betroth his niece."

Xiangxiu frowned and asked, "He is twenty-four or five years old, and he hasn't gotten married yet? Could it be that there are any bad rumors?"

"What is this saying about the little sister? Who is Mr. Luo Qi? How come there are bad rumors? Which woman of the right age in Qingyuan City is not obsessed with and wants to marry Mr. Luo Qi? Mr. Luo Qi has a good temperament and looks good. No one deserves him. So it has been delayed until now. There is no one who gets married." The woman was dissatisfied with Xiang Xiu's bad words about Mr. Luo Qi, and said indignantly.

"Don't be angry, my maid can't speak. Mr. Luo Qi is an unparalleled figure in the world. How can anyone be worthy of him? You have to choose slowly." Song Ruoxi said to comfort the woman.

"It's still a girl who can talk." The woman turned angry and laughed.

Song Ruoxi chuckled, "Okay, Xiangxiu, don't bother the aunt to drive the car. Come in and help me pinch my legs, I'm tired."

"Yes, girl." Xiangxiu pulled up the car door, sat back next to Song Ruoxi, and reached out to help her pinch her legs.

Song Ruoxi blocked her hand and laughed in a low voice: "Just make excuses, my legs are not sore!"

Xiang Xiu pursed her lips and smiled, and took out the pink silk thread from her purse and made the wool.

The master and servant returned to Qingyuan City in a carriage. They found a snack stall in the city to eat vegetarian noodles, intending to fill their stomachs and return to Taohua Temple. When the noodles were served, they heard people around them discussing who would be favored by Mr. Luo Qi today and become a person in the painting. Can they be noticed by the emperor and fly to the branches and turn into phoenixes from now on?

Hearing everyone telling the glory of the Li family in an envious and jealous tone, Song Ruoxi sighed. The palace has never been a good place. Throughout Chinese history, there are countless women who died there. Phoenixes are just canaries imprisoned in cages. In order to get the favor of a man, they fight to the death. The thick palace wall cuts them off from the bustle and bustle of the world, allowing them to live bored despite being frugal. What is there to be envious and jealous of such days?

Song Ruoxi dared not speak out about these ruthless words, so he complained in his heart. The boss brought the noodles up, and the master and servant quietly finished eating the noodles, and then wandered back to Taohua Temple.

Song Ruoxi came back unharmed, which proved that she had not caused trouble. Jingye didn't ask much and asked her to go back to her room to pack her things and prepare to leave Beijing and return to Jinglian Temple tomorrow.

Back in the room, Song Ruoxi quickly took off the mask, and his white and tender little face turned into Guan Gong's appearance, frowning at the figure in the bronze mirror, "It's over, Xiangxiu, I'm disfigured!"

"The girl washes her face and dissipates the heat, and the red spots will fade away." Xiangxiu walked in with a basin of clear water.

After washing his face, the heat decreased and the red spots faded. Song Ruoxi drank the peach nectar in the cup in one breath, and carefully wiped the dust and sweat of the mask with a semi-wet veil. He would wear it tomorrow. It would be disfigured if it was dirty on his face.

Xiang Xiu didn't rush to take off her mask. She was preparing bath water for Song Ruoxi. The girl loved to clean herself. Even in the cold winter, she would have to take a bath the next day.

When Song Ruoxi finished taking a shower, it was already dark. Xiangxiu closed the door and locked it, took off her mask, washed her face, and the master and servant sat in the yard chatting.

"Girl, the peach tree has made peaches." Xiangxiu pointed to a small peach as big as a finger.

"When peach blossoms fall, peaches will naturally come. It is the most natural thing to bloom and bear fruit." Song Ruoxi said with a smile.

"Drinking with peaches and peach blossom sake is very sweet." Xiangxiu swallowed her saliva.

"Senior brother said he would give the master a few tanks to drink. Master can't drink that much by himself, so we can help."

"Girl, will the wine made from apricots be as delicious as peach blossom sake?"

Song Ruoxi blinked, "Do you want to make wine with apricots?"

Xiangxiu nodded, "Girl, is that OK?"

“You can try.”

The master and servant discussed how to toss the apricot trees in the back mountain, extending from apricot wine brewing, using the flesh to make dried apricots, dried apricot juice, and jam. The almonds can also be made into almond dew, almond cheese, and almond sauce...
Chapter completed!