On the side of Chang'an Street in Diancheng, I don't know which person has planted a few cherry blossoms, the pink cherry blossoms are blown off the branches by the wind in April, and the colorful fallen English are entangled in the tree under the couple's beautiful couple, talented and beautiful, charming and picturesque, attracting passers-by to look sideways.

Ling Caiwei's little heart, which she thought would never feel anymore, turned out to be like being kneaded hard, and it was indescribably unbearable. Her gaze followed the petals of the flower swept up by the wind, high and low, far and near.

Yan Feiying glanced at the crown prince and the crown princess walking hand in hand on the street, and pouted. The rouge deliberately applied on Ling Caiwei's face concealed her mood at the moment. He could only see that her eyes had lost the sparkle they had just gone.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing? Will he make her completely short-hearted and never relapse after the pain? Or will he make her think about it every time she remembers it?

Could it be that he did something wrong? He couldn't bear to see her sad, because he felt all the pain in her sadness.

"Little wild vegetables" he muttered out his nickname for her, hesitating to tell the truth, but Ling Caiwei turned her head and smiled at him like no one else: "How is General Pei's case investigated?

Yan Feiying's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, which had been entangled for a long time, instantly returned to everyone. Whoever sees her ugly appearance has to laugh out loud.

Ling Caiwei patiently waited for him to finish laughing, and told Yan Feiying very seriously about the bandits she encountered halfway, and told him the specific location of the bandits' den. The master of the prefect of Diancheng led people to suppress bandits, and the division was famous, which can be regarded as a good thing for the people.

Yan Feiying saw that she had adjusted her mood, so she didn't mention the prince's matter anymore, and told her in detail about the progress of General Pei's case. As for the people who treated the drought, it is said that the crown prince invited people from the Qin State, but he did not know the details for the time being.

Ling Caiwei and Yan Feiying discussed the method of approaching Gan Zhong for a long time, but it was not a perfect strategy, so they had to decide to go back and plan separately, and then discuss it in detail after ten days.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Caiwei put on a hat and prepared to go back to Baiyun Town.

Yan Feiying took out a bag of broken silver from her sleeve and asked her to take it back to use. Ling Caiwei thanked him for his kindness and expressed her understanding.

Yan Feiying seemed to be very hurt: "Why do you use the money of ink dust and smoke, but not mine?"

Ling Caiwei blocked his mouth with one sentence: "You are different! ”

Yan Feiying knew her temper, so she had to put away her money bag and send her out of the city.

The shopkeeper respectfully sent Master Jia and his mysterious guest out of the door, and the two walked side by side. walked not far away, but the road was narrow, and he met the prince Nan Ronglie and Princess Yishu.

Ling Caiwei's footsteps paused slightly, and after thinking about it, she felt that no one would recognize her dress, so she had to walk directly past them.

Yan Feiying guessed that the prince and his wife traveled in micro-clothes, and they didn't want to be recognized, and they also wanted to pretend that they didn't know each other to save these red tape. Who knew that the prince actually stopped him: "Master Jia, don't you know this king?"

Yan Feiying screamed twice in her heart: It's really unconscious. There was a flattering smile on Master Jia's face, and he hurriedly greeted the two of them. The prince stopped him from bowing in time, pointed to Ling Caiwei beside him and asked him, "Who is this?"

Through the light veil, Ling Caiwei was able to look at Nan Ronglie's complexion without shying away from it. It seems that his body has not fully recovered from that bloody battle, his face is still pale, and his lips are not as healthy red as before.

She frowned slightly, she didn't know how Liu Yishou conditioned his body, and he hadn't even replenished his vitality. She observed Nan Ronglie's physical condition intently, and Yan Feiying's reminder came from her ears: "Cousin, hurry up and meet the crown prince and princess." ”

Ling Caiwei stood still. She saw Nan Ronglie and the princess standing side by side, and she couldn't help but think of Nan Ronglie's love words with her: I hope that one day you will be the one who will hold hands with me and look down on the world.

I can't say anything about this kind of thing, and it's all a pity to say it. She suddenly didn't want to worship, anyway, with a hat, she just pretended to be stupid.

Yan Feiying tugged at her sleeve a few times, but she stood there without moving. He was a little embarrassed, wondering if she was a nymphomaniac again.

Ling Caiwei opened his hand, still standing there stubbornly, Yan Feiying had an idea, and explained to the prince: "His Royal Highness the prince, don't blame, my cousin is a countryman, and it's not easy to work here, and I don't know the rules. He pointed his finger at his head and rolled his eyes, making Yi Shuyan beside him smile.

"It doesn't matter. There are not so many rules. This palace likes girls with straight temperaments, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Princess Yishu was talking and was about to pull Ling Caiwei's hand, she was a little overwhelmed, and her body retreated. Today is the day of the market on Chang'an Avenue, and the pedestrians on the street are rubbing shoulders and bustling. The person behind Ling Caiwei suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted off her hat, and shouted, "Come and see, everyone, ugly monsters, ugly monsters." ”

Yan Feiying wanted to chase him, but the man ran fast with a hat.

Ling Caiwei stared at the man's back and grabbed Yan Feiying. She knew him, it was a doctor named Wu Gu in Baiyun Town. Since Ling Caiwei opened a pharmacy and practiced medicine, his business has almost been squeezed out.

He came to make trouble a few times, but he was blocked back by ink dust and smoke. The secret misdeeds were also exposed by Ling Caiwei.

It is estimated that this time he followed her all the way, looking for an opportunity to deliberately make her look ugly.

It's a pity that this Wu Gu doesn't understand, since she Ling Caiwei dares to show people with a scarred face, she won't care about her appearance.

Today, however, is not a good time. He didn't come early or late, but snatched her hat in front of Nan Ronglie. Don't even give a chance to play stupid. She looked frustrated.

The pedestrians passing by on the street were stopped by a shout, and someone saw Ling Caiwei's appearance and immediately screamed. A woman was holding a child on the side of the road, and the three- or four-year-old child cried in fright when she saw the ugly scar on Ling Caiwei's face, attracting more onlookers.

All of a sudden, passers-by gathered around Ling Caiwei and pointed at her.

"Why do you look so ugly and still come out?"

"Look at it, it's so pitiful, the girl's face is ruined like this, she must not be able to get married. ”

"You see, it's really a heaven and an earth, a fairy and an ugly monster. Someone pointed to Princess Yishu beside the prince and admired.

Ling Caiwei was still expressionless, and glanced at Yan Feiying beside her. He was looking down for the silk, trying to cover half of her face.

Nan Ronglie looked at Ling Caiwei, who was disguised as a scarred face, and his two fists were clenched together, his teeth clenched. Yishu seemed to hear the screams of sorrow rushing in his chest. She grabbed his arm, raised her head and whispered, "This girl is probably scared stupid, let this Master Jia take her back." ”

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Today is the birthday of Gu Taolai, Gu Meng, and Gu Tong, and there are a lot of words of blessing and thanks. However, Youyou still wants to make a wish: Xiaogu, I hope you are happy. You know.

(To be continued.) )