Meng Qiao has always been worried about two things, one is his chest, and the second is his hair!

The man's expression became stern, and from the first day they met, he felt that the boy looked wrong, not just a matter of being unsociable.

Meng Qiao's eyes were a little evasive, "Brother Lin, in fact, I do have something to hide from you." ”

The man looked like he was listening, Meng Qiao bit his lip helplessly, and turned his back to look at him.

"Is there anything unspeakable?"

"Actually, I, I have a little white head. Brother Lin, do you understand what I said? Meng Qiao's heart was beating badly, although this Lin Xuan looked kind and kind, he was not close to stupidity, I don't know if he could believe her when she said this.

Meng Qiao turned his back, his shoulders shaking involuntarily.

Since she entered the mansion, she has stolen the ink from Ouyang Rong's study, and then dried it in the sun, and the smell of ink can be slightly reduced.

"Having had gray hair since childhood?" The man walked up behind her and looked at her, and Meng Qiao turned around excitedly, afraid that he would see something.

"Yes, because I heard that King Rong's Mansion is recruiting family members, and the monthly money is very rich, but my hair is gray, and I am afraid that the mansion will not keep me, so I made my hair like this." Meng Qiao stammered, and almost scared himself to death by telling a lie.

"I see, no wonder your pillow is black." The man suddenly realized.

Meng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and trembled at the same time, it turned out that he usually observed so carefully.

"Brother Lin, you're not going to tell you about it, are you?" The woman stretched out her hand to wipe her sweat, the more nervous she was, the more frequent the sweat became, and the more she sweated, the more afraid the ink would flow down, Meng Qiao's watery eyes widened, and her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't control it at all.

"Of course not." Lin Xuan said it very surely, and Meng Qiao finally put his mind at ease.

"Brother Lin, you are so nice." With bright eyes and bright teeth, the woman's watery eyes smiled into crescents, and the man was stunned when Meng Qiao raised his head.

It's no wonder that the same clothes are worn on her body, and her waist, and the slightly sweaty collar hides her snow-white neck, which makes people's blood boil at the sight.

The teenager in front of him didn't have an Adam's apple at all!

Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile, his eyes were full of joy!

No wonder she doesn't take a shower with everyone, no wonder she always keeps her collar tight on this hot day, no wonder she hangs curtains around the bed, it turns out that she is a woman!

"The housekeeper just told me to go out and buy something, do you want to go out together?"

She was about to suffocate to death in the mansion all day, although she was not familiar with this Wei country, but she longed for the outside world.

Meng Qiao nodded fiercely, that little appearance really looked like a child who hadn't grown up.

Although there is no such high-tech here, the air is surprisingly good, and the shouting in the ears is not stopped, no wonder they all say that the Wei State is rich and powerful, and you can see it as soon as you go on the street.

"Let's eat!" When Meng Qiao turned around, the man's figure was gone, and when he was wondering, Lin Xuan was holding a small bag wrapped in brown paper in his hand, and there was a burst of aroma from it.

"Thank you, Brother Lin." Meng Qiao stretched out his hand to take it, and his slender fingertips carefully peeled off the paper bag, and there were two white and chubby hot buns lying in it.

Meng Qiao took a bite unequivocally, full of happiness exploded in the taste buds, the meat filling was so good!

"You eat too!" Meng Qiao took several bites before realizing that it was a little unkind, the man kept staring at her, his eyes were about to turn into a person.

"I'm not hungry, eat slowly, don't choke." The man handed her the kettle he had brought with him, Meng Qiao pursed his lips embarrassedly, and quickly took the kettle.

"Brother Lin, why are you so good to me?"

She didn't like this kind of greasy before, but in a blink of an eye, a bun has been eliminated, this bun has a thin skin and a large filling, and the meat filling mixed with fresh juice is simply melt-in-the-mouth.

"Being able to meet is fate, and I cherish this fate between us." The word fate was bitten very gently by the man, Meng Qiao obviously felt that there was something wrong with the way he looked at him, did he have a habit of breaking his sleeves?

Meng Qiao felt a chill when he thought of this, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar smaller figure in his afterglow.

"Brother Lin, wait for me, I met an acquaintance and went over to say hello."

"Okay, be careful." The street was crowded side by side, and the man followed her gaze and did not see who it was.

"Little sister!" Pan Xiaomei felt a warm breeze on her cheeks, and the thick ink fragrance made people stunned.

Pan Xiaomei suddenly felt that someone was patted on the shoulder, and Meng Qiao was already standing in front of her.

"Sister Meng!" The little girl was amazed, and her eyes lit up.

"Shhhh I'm a man now, call my brother to listen! Meng Qiao's son raised the girl's chin like a brother, Pan Xiaomei's cheeks flushed, and she took a step back.

"Brother Meng."

"That's good! Give the meat bun to eat! Meng Qiao handed the uneaten meat bun to the bottom of her chin with one hand, and before Pan Xiaomei could say anything, a mouth-watering fragrance had quickly spread between the two.

"You're getting naughty." The woman didn't plan to take it, Meng Qiao just stuffed it into her hand. The brother and sister usually have a coarse tea and light meal, and they can only eat a dumpling during the New Year, and this kind of pasta is even rarer, Meng Qiao lived in their house for two days, and the situation is basically understood.

Although she hasn't eaten yet, she is reluctant to eat.

"Where's my brother?"

Meng Qiao pursed her lips, she was really ashamed to say this, since the day the two separated from each other in the mansion, she had never seen Pan Sheng again.

"We haven't seen each other, and I don't know where he lives, the palace is huge, and people like us are not allowed to move around at will."

"I see, I've been waiting for you at home, but you haven't come back, and I'm so worried about it. I went to the gate of King Rong's Mansion today, but I wasn't allowed to enter at all. Pan Xiaomei looked sad.

"There should be a holiday in the palace during the Dragon Boat Festival, and we can go back to you."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back, but it's not like that for a woman in the palace after all, what if someone finds out one day, hmm!"

She also knows this truth, saying so, but she has no other place to settle now, and she has just recently adapted to the atmosphere of the palace, and if she earns money, she will definitely redeem herself as soon as possible!

As soon as Meng Qiao turned around, Lin Xuan was about to walk up to the two of them at some point, and Pan Xiaomei felt that her breathing was stagnant, and even her nose was covered in it.

"Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as the prince gives me leave." Shui Lingling's eyes blinked vigorously, Pan Xiaomei's cheeks were flushed, and she frowned and nodded fiercely.

"Be sure to take care of yourself." Pan Xiaomei left in a hurry after saying this, and Meng Qiao smiled at him dryly, with an embarrassed face.

"That must be Brother Meng's sweetheart just now, right?" Lin Xuan deliberately teased her.

"Brother Lin will make fun of me." I don't know if it's shyness or the hot weather, an unnatural flush appears on the originally pale face.

"Are you done with your purchases?" Meng Qiao deliberately interrupted.

The man nodded, "If you're tired, we'll go back." ”

"Good!"

"Wait a minute!" Just as Meng Qiao turned around and was about to return the same way, the man next to her suddenly stopped her.

"Brother Lin, what's the matter?" Meng Qiao looked at him puzzled, the man's facial features were very exquisite, although he was wearing the clothes of a subordinate, but that kind of bearing was not reduced at all.

"You!" The man took out a handkerchief from his bosom and covered her soft cheeks very gently, carefully wiping the sweat from her face.

"Bang!" Yuelai upstairs above the heads of the two, the wine glass in the man's hand shattered.