While speaking, his eyes lit up again and he said softly: "After eating, if your wife is interested, why not go to the silk shop together. You are the young master's mother, and the silk squid he chose must be
He likes "
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"Qingyun, I was just a random guess, which scared you. I have to give you a good drink later. First of all, I am accompanying you,"
As he said that, he looked back at Qin Hua, who was carried by two little maids behind him, and Yanran smiled and said, "Second, thank you for helping me take care of Hua'er."
Yue Qingyun was held by Murong Yanran and walked into Zuijing Pavilion. Listening to Murong Yanran's smile, she immediately smiled sweetly: "Madam also needs to manage the garden so that she has to do this. How dare Qingyun let her wife say something about apologizing
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She smiled on her face, but she couldn't help but curse secretly in her heart, wishing she could secretly recite all the things she thought in her heart.
Although Murong Yanran had a smile on her face, she looked even more friendly now, as if she felt absolutely guilty and deliberately showed kindness to her.
But Yue Qingyun felt gentle in her heart. Murong Yanran clearly used this action to make her move unsettled.
Don't say that you can pass on the message, I'm afraid that Murong Yanran will find a reason to follow him even if he waits to go to the cottage.
As he said that, he looked into the crowded hall, turned around and told Lian Yu who was following him: "Go and ask the shopkeeper, where there is a seat, and let him arrange a good one for us."
Out of the corner of my eyes, I had already spotted a familiar figure who had just come in from outside the door, but I didn't even dare to slant my eyes. I took it back without stopping, and smiled at Murong Yanran, "There are so many people here."
The Tuobahan, who had been hiding outside the garden, had already rushed over after the carriage, but there was another person beside her who made her dare not act rashly.
"There is no need to ask." Murong Yanran's words below made Yue Qingyun even more depressed: "I have a separate private room in Zuijing Pavilion, so we can just go in."