On the big tree in the distance, there was a dark guard in a black suit, who couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Qingying patting her heart in fright, and Qingyun compensated her.

I didn't see that the three girls of Andingbo's Mansion could really pretend.

In the Buddha Fragrance Temple, she is bold and bizarre, but in front of others, she lowers her eyebrows and pleases her eyes, if you want to say that she is stupid, she speaks without leaking, if you want to say that she is smart, even the two concubines dare to raise their eyebrows at her, it is really strange.

The strangest thing is her medical skills, who did she learn from, is it reliable?

Seeing that the person was far away, his body flashed, and he followed all the way.

Soon, we arrived in front of the gate of Bofu.

At the gate, there were several carriages parked, the first one, luxurious and dazzling, the carriage was covered with pink wool, the cover had tassels, and the four corners were also decorated with silver bells, swaying in the wind, making a pleasant sound of jingling bells.

The next one is much inferior, there are no silver bells, only tassels.

The latter one is even more ordinary, that is, covered with green cloth.

Although Mu Qingrou shouted that she would not sit in a carriage with Qingyun, she had to let Qingyun go up in the end.

In the mansion, she can do whatever she wants, and when she leaves the mansion, she has to pay attention to dignity and order.

In this luxurious and dazzling carriage, Qingyun has more priority than her, and her identity is there, and she can't be convinced.

It's just that after getting into the carriage, Mu Qingrou occupied the best position, and then slashed Qingyun with a pair of fire-breathing eyes, and said word by word, "Don't talk to me!" ”

Qingyun glanced at her, didn't speak, didn't even give a reply, and made Mu Qingrou angry, eager to kick Qingyun down.

Soon, the carriage was moving.

After about a quarter of an hour, we arrived in the downtown area.

Qingyun couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out the window.

It is worthy of the feet of the Son of Heaven, the antique streets, the houses are continuous, high or low, and the streets are vertical and horizontal.

On both sides of the street, inns and wine shops, shops and gambling shops, countless more, silk shops, calligraphy and painting shops, rouge buildings, antique jade shops, green building pawnshops, etc., everything, in the open space in front of the shops, there are dancing knives and swords, chest broken boulders and the like, but more are still small vendors who can't afford to rent shops, do some small business, shouting hard, making the whole street lively and prosperous.

The voices of the people are full of voices, shoulder to shoulder.

Because of the large number of people, the carriage could not go fast, and Qingyun could even hear the bargaining sound of passing stalls.

I was watching it with relish, and suddenly a hand clapped it.

Before hearing a snapping sound, the back of his hand hurts.

Qingyun was angry, so she listened to Mu Qingjudo, "Looking around, you don't think you're embarrassed to be seen, I don't think so!" ”

Looking at the red marks on the back of her hand, Qingyun smiled coldly, "I just lifted a corner, and no one will pay attention to it, but the voice of the fifth sister can be heard by half the people on the street." ”

"You!" Mu Qingrou blushed.

Qingyun rubbed the back of her hands and closed her eyes, not bothering to pay attention to her.

It took about another quarter of an hour for the carriage to pick up speed.

Half an hour later, I arrived at Qixia Mountain, because of the mountain, the carriage became more and more bumpy.

After a while, the carriage slowed down, and then the coachman spoke, "Three girls, five girls, it's time to Qixia Temple." ”

Qingyun sat by the carriage door, lifted the curtain, looked outside, and saw many carriages and soft sedan chairs, this should be the place where everyone parked the carriage.

The maid was fast, and soon came over to help the master get out of the carriage.

Qingyun didn't want to fight with Mu Qingrou, so let her go down first.

As a result, Mu Qingrou took the bronze mirror and rouge and looked at the mirror.

I don't know how long it will take her to get it right, so Qingyun will go down first.

It was only when she turned out of the carriage and handed her hand to Qingying that there was an accident.

Mu Qingrou screamed, and before Qingyun could turn around, she listened to her apologize, "Third sister, I'm sorry, I soiled your skirt, I didn't mean to." ”

Qingyun turned around and saw that the skirt was sprinkled with rouge, which was particularly conspicuous on the sky blue brocade skirt.

Mu Qingrou apologized vigorously, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to ......." ”

Qingyun held back her anger and smiled, "I know you don't know it's intentional, you mean it!" ”

"Yes, I meant it!" Mu Qingrou followed Qingyun's words, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but be angry, "I said it wasn't intentional, what do you still think of me?!" ”

What do you want? I want you to get me a dress!

Now that her clothes are dirty, how can she go down to play, Mu Qingrou doesn't want her to come to Qixia Temple at all, from stopping her in front of the old lady, to the carriage, and then to the current rouge, she didn't think that she would go to Qixia Temple, and she actually let her succeed!

Qingying stood aside, a little angry, and what made her angry was still behind, Mu Qingrou's maid Chunxiang came over, pushed her aside, and said, "Fifth girl, get off the carriage." ”

Qingying didn't pay attention for a while, was pushed by Chunxiang, bumped into a little girl passing by, and stepped on someone's foot.

The maid snorted in pain, Qingying's head was big, and she hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

The maid was wearing a peach-colored dress, with long eyebrows and clear eyes, and after listening to Qingying's apology, she shook her head and smiled, and a small dimple loomed at the corner of her mouth, "It's okay." ”

After speaking, she glanced at Chunxiang, who helped Mu Qingrou get out of the carriage, and she knew that it was Chunxiang who pushed Qingying.

The maid didn't say anything, turned around and walked forward, walking in a hurry.

Over there, Mu Qingzhi and Mu Qingxue also got out of the carriage and walked over.

Hearing that Qingyun's skirt was dirty, the two laughed and asked, "Third sister, did you bring a changed skirt?" ”

Qingyun shook her head, "No." ”

Mu Qingxue said regretfully, "Why don't you bring a set, what should I do now, my clothes are dirty, if you walk around, how many people will have to look." ”

Mu Qingrou twisted the embroidered handkerchief, her eyes shining and said, "In this way, you can't go out to play, otherwise, third sister, you can wait for us here, you have to help your father pray for blessings, and it is the same to bow down in front of the main hall in the carriage, as for the paper for copying Buddhist scriptures, I bought it for you, and it will be regarded as reparation." ”

Qingyun endured again and again, and said, "I'll go back home first." ”

"That's not good, we may be back in a while, you just wait for us a little longer," Mu Qingrou refused.

She made up her mind to want Qingyun to stay in the carriage, she couldn't play, she couldn't go back, and she would suffocate her.

Let's see if she will come out with them in the future to be a fart, and dare to squeeze a carriage with her!

After a few people finished speaking, they told the coachman a few words, then lost Qingyun and went out to play.

Qingying stood by the carriage and was about to cry, "Girl, what should we do now?" ”

Qingyun wrinkled her brows, took the soiled skirt and asked Qingying, "Are there any clothes sellers?" ”

Qingying shook her head, "The slave and maid don't know, I only saw that there were people selling fabrics." ”

"You go and see," Qingyun thought for a moment.

Qingying was a little worried, but Qingyun had already untied her purse, handed it to her, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Qingying pinched her purse, nodded and left.

Qingyun sat in the carriage, leaning on the car body and closing her eyes to recuperate.

Suddenly, something hit her thigh, and she was startled.