"I heard that something went wrong at the Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival?" Someone started it off.

"We don't know what the situation is. The festival can last for three days. On the second day, many ladies and ladies returned to the mansion one after another and stayed behind closed doors. It must be a big deal."

"What's the big deal? Could it be that something happened to someone's little lady?"

"What does it have to do with the little lady!" One person almost spat at the person who spoke to him, "I haven't seen that there are a lot more officers and soldiers patrolling the streets recently."

The man lowered his voice and said: "Things related to the officers and soldiers must be the remnants of the bandits."

"You mean, the remnants of the bandits have sneaked into Yunlan Villa?"

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense." Someone reminded: "The Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival is organized by the young city lord's wife. Isn't it the wife's fault that bandits got involved?"

"Be careful with your tongues. If this rumor spreads, the Young City Lord will not let it go."

A group of people waited, raised the large bowl of wine glasses on the table, clinked them, took a sip of wine, and calmed down their shock.

Someone spoke up again, "We can't criticize what happened at Yunlan Villa. But there is one thing we have to say."

The man said angrily: "I heard that Miss Xia from the 'Jia Fa' shop has developed a unique rouge gouache, which is very popular among the ladies and ladies."

"I heard about this. When my tigress got up today, she grabbed my ears and scolded me. She must have what others have, so I must buy some for her."

"Brother Xian, have you ever bought it?" someone asked jokingly.

"No!" The man couldn't help but drink another glass of wine, and said angrily: "I went to the 'Jia Fa' shop early this morning. They were selling food. There was no rouge and gouache for sale at all."

"When I inquired about it, I found out that the things they were selling had to be booked in advance and there were no physical items at all. At this moment, I was worried about how I should explain it to the person at my house when I get home later."

"Just tell the truth!" Someone gave him advice.

"Then she must be willing to wait." The henpecked man said worriedly: "There is no reason for a woman to lose her temper. What she wants is not the process, but the result."

Xia Qianqian listened to them while sipping the noodles in her bowl.

Unexpectedly, those rouge lipsticks and other products she made were so popular, so can she start this business too?

The hot and sour noodle shop over there is ready and everyone is here. All they have to do is let Aunt Gui lead them to do it.

It was a good idea to think about it, but for a while, she had limited money.

Bit off more than you can chew.

When doing business, you still need to be cautious.

After eating, she got up and left. Unexpectedly, when she left the gate of Juwang Tower, she saw the green tent carriage parked steadily on the street corner in the distance.

Geng Zhong was sitting on the shaft of the carriage. When he saw her, he jumped down quickly.

The car curtain opened, revealing a hand with slender fingers. The man's handsome face, as handsome as a god, stood out among the mediocre faces on the street.

"Come here." He waved to her.

Perhaps he has always been in a position of being in a superior position, so for him, waving to find someone is an extremely friendly thing.

But for Xia Qianqian, his movements were like calling a cat to a dog, which was really unpleasant.

She felt unhappy and slowly walked forward, "You're here too."

"Have you eaten?" He called her, "Come up."

"Feng Wei was arrested and you became even busier. How come you still have time to come to Juwanglou?"

"Because you are here." He spoke without mincing words, "You are not in the academy or in the mansion. I guess you are here."

Yes.

Poor transportation severely limits her range of activities.

When she still couldn't ride a horse, the distance she could move in one day was from home to Zhuxian Academy.

"What do you want from me?"

"That Aunt Xia has been found."

"Is the person still alive?"

"Only one breath left."

"Then let me go and have a look." Only after seeing the symptoms of Nanny Xia's body could she completely solve his insomnia.

When she came to the carriage, Geng Zhong put down the stool and let her step on it.

As soon as he entered the carriage, she felt that there was something different about him today.

The moon-white robe has always been cut well and fits close to the body, but today's robe seems a little wider.

He didn't sit upright like before, but when he saw her come in, he lay down listlessly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She stepped forward, picked up his sleeve, and put her hand on his pulse.

He opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

A ray of afternoon sun shines through a gap in the car window and shines on her cheek.

The velvet hair on her face is clearly visible, with a yellowish glow.

She was too close to him.

He was so close that her breath touched his nose, and a faint peach blossom fragrance lingered around his nose.

"You smell so good."

"Uh?" Xia Qianqian was concentrating on feeling his pulse. When she heard what he said, she looked stunned and laughed dumbly: "This sentence seems a bit like a disciple."

"You say I'm a scumbag?"

"I didn't say that, I said it had a little taste."

"That's what you meant."

"Then what do you mean when you say that?"

"What it means on the surface." He answered seriously.

"Then I thought you were praising me!" The smile in her eyes was thick, "An unmarried girl is praised in front of others for her great fragrance. How do you think she should handle herself?"

"Although she is unmarried, she has a wife." He looked at her, turned his palm over, and placed Xia Qianqian's pulse-diagnosing hand in his palm, rubbing it carefully."

"You are so brave." She looked at him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Men and women are not close to each other, but why do you treat me like this?"

"You have always thought outside the box and are not bound by the world at all. If you can talk to me about the proposal of a boyfriend and girlfriend, how can you care about the conventional covenants?"

"Are you looking down on me when you look at me like this?" she asked seriously.

"No way!" He reached out and touched her cheek, "I treat you like a jewel, so I won't avoid you in anything."

Xia Qianqian withdrew her hand from his and sat down on the tea table, "I thought too much, couldn't sleep at night, and worked all day long, so I suddenly became ill. It's definitely due to excessive fatigue."

She looked at him and said, "It's better for you to rest."

"You are so boring." The soft-spoken person suddenly said, "Every time I think our relationship takes a step closer, you always take a step back."

"At first, I thought you were playing hard-to-get tricks like a girl's. After experiencing it, I knew you had such a temper."

What happened to him?

Why is spring sad and autumn sad?

"We were not good yesterday."

Yesterday, he was jealous of her, drove Hu Tang away, and even felt embarrassed in front of her. The two of them had a good laugh.
Chapter completed!