"You say, Rong Shizi is also with her today?" The woman's unchanged face finally fluctuated a little, raised a pair of noble and arrogant eyes to look at Yao Mengqing, and the hand holding the book clenched slightly.

Yao Mengqing finally saw a slight change in her face, her little face tensed with anger, and continued:

"But no, I heard earlier that Rong Shizi sent Ming Yulong back to the palace in a carriage, and personally carried her into the house, and I couldn't believe it.

Today, when I saw her standing next to Rong Shizi, she was only a foot away, and she was still talking and laughing with Rong Shizi, and she didn't look like a lady at all, so she believed it a little. ”

The woman's pink lips tightened suddenly, her fingers tightly grasped the book in her hand, but her eyes stared at Yao Mengqing, and she asked again:

"Are you sure every word you say is true? Rong Shizi personally sent her back in a carriage, and personally carried her into the house? ”

Yao Mengqing was stunned by her prudence, but still nodded and said:

"Although I heard it, but eight or nine times out of ten I can't be wrong, and now everyone in the mansion in the capital doesn't know about it. Besides, the distance of one foot today, I really saw it, and there was absolutely no half of a word to lie! ”

The woman closed her eyes, the pages in her hand had been deformed by her grasp, her face was slightly pale, but there was nothing else to see on the surface, but the atmosphere in the carriage gradually became tense.

Yao Mengqing glanced at the crumpled pages in her clenched hand, and smiled secretly, sure enough, when it came to Rong Shizi's matter, Sister Yue was particularly concerned, she bit her lip and reminded:

"Sister Yue, what's wrong with you? You're going to get the book in your hand! ”

When the woman heard this, she slowly opened her eyes, looked down at the book that was crumpled by herself, hurriedly let go of her hand, and bulldozed the wrinkled place with her hand little by little, as if she was treating a peerless treasure.

"If you scratch it, it's broken, just buy another copy, Sister Yue, why do you bother to get it, it's not hard to get it." Yao Mengqing pursed her lips, she didn't like to read, and when she held that thing, she wanted to sleep in less than a quarter of an hour.

I don't understand why the woman holds the book all day and night.

The woman glanced at her lightly and said, "You don't understand, I specially borrowed this book from Rong Shizi." ”

This time, Yao Mengqing's gaze when she looked at the book also changed, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Sister Yue, you are different, you can borrow a book from Rong Shizi." ”

This time the woman didn't look up, and didn't even say a word.

Yao Mengqing realized that she had said the wrong thing, and just now she also explained that Yulong could be close to Rong Shizi's side, compared to this, borrowing books or something is of course nothing.

I couldn't help but be a little scared, looked at the woman, and saw that she didn't react, and I was relieved.

I sat bored for a while, and saw that the woman was still looking down at the book, and felt that the atmosphere was a little stuffy, so I lifted the curtain and looked out, looked at the passers-by without a glance, and found a topic:

"By the way, Sister Yue, I remember that today is the day of the summer exclusive model on Yunxiang Pavilion, let's hurry up and take a look, otherwise let others buy it, and we can only wait for the autumn model." I heard that this time's costume will be embroidered with orchids. ”

Hearing this, the woman raised her head and glanced outside, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, and looked down at the crumpled book in her hand......