Shen Mingzhu also got angry, "You are even more unreasonable. You are hopeless if you meddle in other people's business."
Chu Ting's face turned pale with anger at her, and his long phoenix eyes became even brighter, as if they were suffused with alcohol after drinking, so bright that they seemed to be watering.
"I'm too lazy to care about you, just go and make it yourself, you duplicitous woman."
As he spoke, he bent down and disappeared outside the carriage. The door curtain shook, but there was nothing strange about the carriage. He just flew away like that.
Liu Bo and Hayao Sakura lowered their heads, looking at their eyes, nose, mouth, and heart, as if they were sculptures.
Shen Mingzhu's chest rose and fell, and she took a few deep breaths to suppress her anger. She didn't know how she could be so angry at Chu Ting that she lost her mind.
You must know that she has rarely been angry in these years. She has always been tepid and calm. After all, she is not really young. After living for three lives, she has become a human being.
I just looked at everything and there was no need to get angry by asking about trivial things.
Even now, even if she really loses everything and has all her belongings taken away from her, she will not get angry.
But Chu Ting actually let her break her gong, which was simply beyond her reach.
She smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sure enough, we got the eminent monk, but this old monster like us is still pissed off by him."
Hearing her say that she was an old youkai, Liu Bo and Hayao Sakura had cold sweats on their faces.
Liubo said: "Miss, if you were an old monster, that would be terrible. Then there would be no young women in the world."
Shen Mingzhu smiled and said nothing. She had calmed down, and Shi Shiran said: "Speed up and get to Qingchun Tower on time."
Liubo ordered it to go down, and the speed of the carriage indeed increased.
After turning a few corners, it soon slowed down and entered the bustling Qingchun Avenue.
Qingchun Avenue is not as prosperous as East-West Street and Fuqian Street. Although there are many shops on both sides, most of them serve ordinary people. Therefore, the crowds are bustling, but ordinary people are more numerous.
But it is different from the streets where gangsters run rampant. This is mainly a place where people who pursue spiritual enjoyment gather. People who come here will involuntarily feel that they are different from those gangsters and mud-legged people.
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They are more fashionable than mud-legged people and nobler than gangsters. This is the place where they can satisfy their noble mentality.
Therefore, it is rare to hear people quarreling and using foul language. Instead, everyone behaves in a very respectable manner. They are not particularly envious when they see people riding carriages. Everyone goes their own way and abides by the rules. Even if there are many people, it is very smooth.
Everyone walked straight and neatly along the roadside, very orderly.
Therefore, Shen Mingzhu's carriage arrived at Qingchun Tower almost without stopping.
Noon is right, the time is just right.
As soon as the carriage stopped, a young man in blue clothes immediately came forward to greet him and led the carriage directly into the backyard.
Then Shen Mingzhu got off the carriage and led everyone to the theater.
At this time, the theater was singing a popular Jing Chai story. The first floor was full, but there were still a few empty seats in the VIP seats on the second floor.
There is also a private room on the second floor above the VIP seats, with antique grid partitions, white gauze curtains hanging around, and two pots of seasonal flowers at the door, which is very elegant.
