Knowing that this was asking him, Su Yunqi's anger broke out again in an instant, and he grabbed Ling Yue's arm: "If you are a serious girl, why did you appear here? I just saw through it and didn't say it out loud. You'd better not go too far."

"Serious"? Ling Yue felt that all the passers-by were all cast on her body. She struggled for a while, but because the other party's hand was too strong, a faint layer of tears appeared in her pupils, and she put them on the other party's new upper: "You hold a girl's hand in public, you are not serious!" In the humid vision, Ling Yue then realized that the new upper was good, but the dust had not been dusted, and she was obviously a foreigner who had traveled a long distance. It was really the evil man who complained first, and he came here and did these things that could not be put on the table, and even turned around.

Su Yun was in a position of fault, his hands were slightly stiff, but he relaxed his strength: "Yes, I'm sorry. But who told you that you are the girl from Zui Menglou and you are still pestering me."

"Who..." She couldn't bear such a big name. Ling Yue wanted to defend herself, but many whispers from passers-by had already heard in her ears. Those explicit and contemptuous words seemed to have really done something insulting.

"My girl is a daughter, don't talk nonsense." Zhiqiu walked through the layers of people's walls and pulled Ling Yue's arm up: "Girl, what you told you to buy has been bought."

Before leaving, Ling Yue had repeatedly told her not to tell her true identity. Although Zhiqiu wanted to use the three words "Pingyang Hou" to make those who join in the fun shut up, she and Ling Yue had something to say first.

"Girl, are you okay?" Zhiqiu patted Ling Yue's back comfortably. She said that on the street, and she would not feel good. What's more, she was a girl with a thinner face in front of outsiders. Zhiqiu felt uncomfortable. If she had known this was the case, she would never have liked her to buy the broken rouge.

"That kid must be relying on the power and power of the family. According to the maid, you should tell the marquis that they can't afford to take advantage of it." Xia Sang gave advice and completely put Ling Yue's concerns behind him.

Staying away from the awesome crowd behind her, Ling Yue's mood had calmed down a lot and did not take Xia Sang's self-talk to heart. She pulled the girl in her hand to her: "Sister asked you, "Is there someone asking you to lead me there just now?" This matter is definitely not simple, maybe this child has been used long ago and separated from her parents.

A hint of panic flashed in the clear eyes of the girl's wits, and she shrank into Ling Yue's arms, staring back and forth on the street with wide eyes: "Yes, there are bad people who catch me, and I want to take my sister to the building just now."

If this is the case, guessing makes sense. No wonder others always say that misfortune is the basis of good fortune, and blessing is the basis of misfortune. Although the slutty boy just now was hateful, if he had not had his unreasonable trouble and attracted everyone to watch, she might have suffered a misfortune.

Thinking of this, Ling Yue looked around and said, "Let's go home quickly." The evil man dared to act like this at the foot of the emperor and should not stop easily. There were too many people just now, so he didn't ask him to succeed. Although Zhiqiu and Xia Sang still exist, he could not guarantee that he would be foolproof.

"Have you seen enough?" Ziqi turned angry and drove away the onlookers: "It's all gone, it's gone."

"Yunqi, I said you are too." After watching the crowd disperse, Ziqi raised a finger and pointed at Yunqi helplessly from the air, then sighed: "Oh, forget it, you are just a wood that is ignorant."

"Young Master! Look at him, it has disturbed my family's interest." A woman with a tall bun and a bun was shaking her head, and said to Ziqi: "It's nothing if my family's interest is defeated, the key is that she is mom..."

Ziqi knew it, rubbed his head with some headache, and took out a jade bracelet from his arms: "Faiyan, I will give you this. Today's matter, I will definitely give you an explanation." Explanation? How to explain it? It is shameful for the children of aristocratic families to be ignorant of their skills. He even instigated the major general to come here to find flowers and ask about the willows. If he let his father know that old-fashioned, he would definitely beat him up and make his skin bloom and he would be light if he couldn't get out of bed for a month.

Feiyan took the jade bracelet, nodded slightly, and took a group of young women to return to Zui Meng Tower slowly. However, Ziqi behind them smiled bitterly, and his mouth was as bitter as if he swallowed a wrinkled straw paper. This morning, he was going to return to Beijing early, and he had no time to prepare anything, but he had just given one of the dowry that his mother cherished.

"Yunqi, I spent a lot of money to accompany you this time." What does it mean to lose money? This time I have a real experience.

"Okay, I'll just ask you to drink after you go back." Su Yunqi estimated the time and turned around and said goodbye: "I'm going to see the General's Mansion, so I won't talk to you here."

That night, Ling Yue was walking in the courtyard wearing a layer of gauze. A tree of crabapple petals mixed with the fragrance of the soil, and the touch of stepping on her feet was very comfortable.

"Girl." Zhiqiu stood in the corridor, holding a moon-white cloud brocade dress in his hand. Ling Yue liked to be alone when she was in a bad mood, and she didn't dare to approach her casually: "Although it's mid-spring now, you can't dress so thinly. My maid brought you a dress."

Ling Yue turned around and smiled slightly: "Even if you always cover yourself and occasionally blow the cold wind, it will also help you wake up. It's late at night, so you go to bed first."

Zhiqiu knew that he could not resist Ling Yue, so he could only nod and said yes. Just as he was about to retreat, he heard Ling Yue's voice in his ears: "Is Xia Sang sleeping?"

Zhiqiu felt a little hot. Xia Sang sometimes couldn't speak, and it was difficult for the girl to think about her all the time: "Go back to the girl, I've been sleeping for a while."

Ling Yue looked at the crabapple under the moonlight. Without the brightness of the sun, everything was silent, and it complemented each other: "Go away too." I don't know if the night is very heavy and it is difficult to see things. The sense of smell is particularly sensitive. The fragrance of flowers mixed in the wind was not lost at all.

The sleeves were swaying forward, and the dust-free white clothes floated in the wind and waves behind him. A man in black knelt on one knee: "Master."

Ling Yue turned around and wanted to help the man kneeling on the ground: "Wuying, you didn't have to do this."

The man's cold eyes revealed murderous intent almost always. Even Ling Yue, who was regarded as his master, always saw him when there was no one around at night. Wuying once said that as a professional killer, night is his best companion. However, when the night approaches, the killer's best armor - murderous intent, dimmed again and again in front of Ling Yue.
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