The waiter screamed, and everyone looked over, including the devil boy and the person sitting with his back to me.
Butterfly pulled me: "Young Master, the eldest prince."
Qingcheng looked back, wasn't he the eldest prince Xuanyuan Yifei? His eyes were not that cold today, but he looked at her with great interest.
"I want to eat the King's meal! I don't want to see where this place is first." The waiter changed his expression from before, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Where did your momentum go? You have no money, and you still want me to serve you with a smile when you have no money?" The waiter was still furious.
The waiter was still scolding loudly, and the diners next to him were watching as if they were watching a show, including those two. Facing his gaze, Qingcheng felt awkward for some reason, his heart was beating like a drum, and his face was
It was burning hot, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She didn't want him to see her in such embarrassment.
He grabbed the waiter and dragged him to the side, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, second brother, my money has really been stolen. Can you see if you can..."
The waiter didn't wait for her to finish, and immediately pointed to a piece of paper taped to the left wall, "This shop is a small business and does not accept credit."
Pulled the butterfly: "See if you can..."
The waiter pointed to a piece of paper on the right wall: "Our store is a small business and does not accept mortgages."
"Master, do you want to mortgage me?" When Butterfly saw this word, his aggrieved voice was filled with tears.
"What is this? What I want to say is, I'll stay here, you go back and get it." Qingcheng felt his body, except for clothes, there was nothing valuable. He touched his head, except for a hair tie.
Ribbon, not even a silver hairpin.
Looking at the butterfly helplessly. Alas! Who makes me have to dress up as a man? If it is a woman, there will always be a hairpin or something like that!
"If you really don't have money, you have no choice but to follow me to the Yamen." The waiter said with a smile.
"Boy, the meal money of those two gentlemen will be charged to my account."
"Yes, Master." When the waiter saw someone paying, he immediately nodded and bowed, grinning at Xuanyuan Yifei in a charming manner.
"You're lucky." When we went down, the waiter couldn't forget to glare at Qingcheng.
Qingcheng really wants to escape from here, but someone has helped you with money. You have to say hello!
"Thank you! Eldest Young Master." Qingcheng came to the table where Xuanyuan Yifei and Jingren were sitting, and Qingcheng saluted.
"It seems that Miss Yan Si wishes she could have been born as a boy!" Xuanyuan Yifei looked at Qingcheng, who was dressed in men's clothing and had a red face, and was a little confused as to why she was always dressed in men's clothing every time he saw her.
Seeing what he said, Qingcheng waved his hands and defended hastily: "No, no, I dress up like this because it is more convenient when I go shopping."
"Are you a woman?" Jingren, who had been sitting silently, looked at her and asked.
"Remember the last time we were in Yanyuan, you called me Yi Lai?" Xuanyuan Yifei looked at Qingcheng's panic look, which was a little funny. So he continued to tease her: "Is it the fourth lady who forgets things, or this young master?"
I remembered it wrong."
"This...that...I..." Qingcheng started to stutter again.
"Yi, do you know her?"
"She is General Yan's treasure that is not easily exposed to the world!" The joking voice was full of sarcasm at the end.
"Oh!" Jingren seemed to be interested at this time and looked at Qingcheng again.
"She is Miss Yan Qingcheng's Fourth Miss who shocked everyone in the world last time in Yanyuan." Qingcheng felt a hint of contempt in his calm tone.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Ji Jingren, would meet such a person today." The cold voice was filled with contempt. Jingren reached out and grabbed Qingcheng's chin, raised her face high, and raised a hint of evil charm at the corner of her mouth.
Smiling: "Sure enough, the beauty of the country is heavenly! But I don't know whose bed General Yan, who is so swaying with others, will send you to."
Butterfly burst into tears beside her: "Please, Mr. Ji, please let my young lady go!"
Qingcheng felt that his jaw was about to be crushed by the demonic man in front of him, but he did not dare to say a word. Looking at Jingren Shensui's eyes as cold as ice, a wave of grievances welled up in his heart, and tears could not stop flowing out of his eyes.
outside.
Xuanyuan Yifei and Ji Jingren looked at Qingcheng without saying a word but with tears streaming down their faces. They couldn't help but be stunned. Jingren then let go of his hand.
Qingcheng looked at the two men in front of him, one was the face he once loved deeply, and the other was the cold-faced man he had just met today: "What on earth did I do wrong? Why does everyone treat me like this?
You want to hate me and despise me. What kind of treasure is the treasure of General Yan? What kind of beauty is shocking everyone with her talent and beauty? Let me tell you, here, I am just an orphan with no real family. If I had a choice, I would not want to come here at all.
Who cares about your bullshit princes, generals and captains? I never thought of this era coming. I want to go home. Mom, Yi, I want to go home."
Qingcheng couldn't care anymore. He sat on the ground and cried like a child, turning all the grievances he had suppressed for a long time into tears, letting them flow, letting them flow.
When Butterfly saw Qingcheng like this, he felt aggrieved and humiliated. The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, so he just hugged Qingcheng and cried loudly.
Xuanyuan Yifei and Ji Jingren were shocked to see Qingcheng in such a situation. But looking at the master and servant crying on the ground, they didn't know what to do for a moment.
After a long time, Xuanyuan Yifei squatted down, let her lean on his shoulder, caressed her back and said softly: "Do you know, just by what I said just now, you can die a hundred times."
Qingcheng's back stretched and he stopped crying.
Xuanyuan Yifei felt inexplicably distressed: How much has this woman hidden her true temperament?
After a while, Qingcheng raised his head and saw that he was in Xuanyuan Yifei's arms. He was immediately annoyed with himself: even though he knew it was not Mu Yi, he still thought he was him.
He raised his head and met Xuanyuan Yifei's gentle gaze. Qingcheng's face heated up. He turned around to pull Butterfly, but saw Jingblade's probing eyes. He was so embarrassed that he picked up Butterfly and ran down: "We should go home.
Already."
Looking at the shy person, Jingren asked: "Yi, are you really tempted? She is the bait put down by General Yan."
Xuanyuan Yifei smiled lightly and did not answer.
"Zhui Feng, escort Miss Yan Si."
Immediately a dark shadow flashed past in the dark corner.