"Didn't you say you want to open a big restaurant? This is the capital we give you, and it's not much, and most of it belongs to my brother," Tinglan was very honest and would never be greedy for merit.
Qi Youer felt a soreness in her heart and her eyes turned red. It was really fake to say that she was not moved.
"Thank you," she held the bag of silver. She couldn't say anything more. She just mentioned it casually. They could still remember it. Ting Yu, although that man was so cold, he didn't feel much human.
Maybe he is the one who is the most sincere.
"No, no," Tinglan shook his hand, "we are friends, aren't we? But..." He lowered his face again, "No one quarrels with me in the future, I will feel bored, my brother is dead again
I am so arrogant that I can’t make a fuck for a long time. I’m sad.”
He wrinkled a handsome face, and when he thought that Qi You'er was leaving, his heart was also very cold.
"You'er, can you not leave?" He couldn't help asking again, "Can you not leave? Even if the princess enters the mansion, you can stay."
Qi You'er shook her head, her eyes looked a little far away, "Tinglan, believe me, there is no sand in people's eyes, especially Princess Fangning, and I am the grain of sand in her eyes, I don't miss me
I can throw my life here, and I can throw blood, but I won’t give it to her with my life generously.”
Qi You'er said to him that she had known for a long time that the day the princess entered the mansion was the day she left. But she didn't expect that it would be so fast and fast, which made her feel a little confused.
Tinglan also knew that Qi Youer was right, so he stopped persuading her. By the way, he thought of something again, "This is what the young master gave you. He still has something to do, so he can't come to give it to you."
Qi You'er raised her face and felt something was more in her hand. She weighed it and then pulled the corner of her lips slightly, "He's so stingy. You all give me money. Where is he, she shook her hand
I will give her this small wooden box. The box is very beautiful and cannot be eaten as a meal."
"I really don't know the goods," Tinglan glanced at her. "This is red sandalwood, with a natural fragrance. The young master accidentally got a piece and spent a lot of gold to make this box. The ninth prince wanted everything, but the young master didn't give it to him.
If you don't give it to you, you still have to dislike it. Don't give it back to me." As he said that, he was going to get the rosewood box in Qi You'er's hand, and how could Qi You'er let him succeed? He hid and left him
Far away,
"I don't care what it is made of. Anyway, it's mine when it comes to my hands," Qi You'er shook the box and stuffed it into her bag like silver, making Tinglan roll his eyes constantly.
"Okay," Qi You'er clapped his hands, then took a long breath. Just like that, those partings are the most annoying, and she doesn't want to cry.
She shook her hand hard at Tinglan, "Tinglan, I'm leaving. You have to take care of yourself. If you have the chance to go to Shitou Village, you must come to support my restaurant."
That's absolute. I won't give you any favors. Tinglan also shook his hand with her, but his heart was so sad.
Qi You'er really did it. She didn't cry, and she didn't shed a single tear. It wasn't about separation from life and death, so why did she cry?
She turned around and did not let anyone see the sadness in her smile and reluctance. She didn't know when she would forget it, nor when it would dissipate.
"I seem to have forgotten something?" Tinglan suddenly remembered something, and Qi You'er walked far away without any nostalgia. He put his hand beside his mouth, "You'er, the young master has another word to let me take it.
for you."
Qi You'er paused slightly, but did not stop. Tinglan's voice came from behind her. She raised her face, and the corners of her lips bloomed in the wind, but she also raised a slight slight
Sighing.
"The young master said, what you said in the letter, he will do, and let you be safe all the way."
Qi Youer tightened the burden on his body and walked forward without stopping. It was not that he was not nostalgic, but that he was useless.
In addition to the method of growing potatoes she sorted out, there is another sentence in that letter, which is to let him take care of her sister in the palace because she helped him so much, and she knew he would agree.
Sure enough, he agreed.
That would be fine, and she would feel relieved.
"Also, third sister," she turned around and looked at the red walls and green tiles that could still be seen from afar. They were still as imposing as they were, but they were still as depressed and distanced as they were. "Sister, I can help
That's all for you. I hope you are in the palace and be careful."
She pursed the corners of her lips. For some reason, the loss in her heart would rise a little more with every step she took. She was a little scared, was she not going to get out of here?
Suddenly, a sound of dinging rings came from my ears. It was very nice, just like the string of wind chimes she had hung in front of the window, crisp and pleasant, and by chance, it could be listened to as a tuneless song.
But, the heart is there, the sound is pleasant, the heart is not there, the sound is not there.
She raised her face and had a strong smell of powdery fragrance in her breath, women's, many women's.
"Bold, don't kneel down when you see the princess," she had already heard a loud shout before she could see the woman in front of her.
She held her wrist and felt a slight pain there. The injury was healed, but the pain was still there.
She slowly bent down her knees, just wanting to end soon and leave earlier. This capital is indeed not suitable for her.
"It's you," Fang Ning walked out of the crowd of people, still beautiful and arrogant. Her beautiful eyes swept and fell on the burden on Qi You'er.
"Yeah, are you leaving?"
"Back to the princess, yes," Qi Youer lowered her eyelashes and could only see a pair of green jade palace shoes on Fang Ning's feet, even the shoes were covered with gems. Sure enough, the royal woman is really rich.
"Oh," Fang Ning stretched out a long tail note, then she waved her hand lightly, and the women all retreated with cleverness. At this time, there were only two people, she and Qi Youer.
"You are very smart," Fang Ning played with her fingers and suddenly said to Qi You'er with a smile.
Qi Youer frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant?
Fangning's lotus step moved lightly, and moved to Qi You'er's face, "I know you have an indecent idea of Brother Hao, but," she bent down, stretched out her finger and tapped Qi You'er's head, "This way
Just do it right. Brother Hao only has me in his heart. You also have to look at your appearance. A farmer girl is only suitable for a husband. Everyone in this palace knows the princess's temperament, which is absolutely in her eyes.
It can't melt the sand."
Qi You'er held his hand tightly on his side, holding back what he wanted to say?