May looked at Zhen Yue, who was cold-faced, without a trace, and said with a smile at Xiao Li: "This is sent by the Snow Envoy to His Royal Highness, and I have to send some hand-made desserts at this time every day." ”

Snow Envoy? Female envoy in the palace? Guchef? When Zhen Yue heard her name at this time, she still had a murderous aura in her heart, she turned her head to look at Xiao Li, and said coldly: "Xiao Li, let's go." ”

"Oh." Xiao Li saluted and hurriedly followed.

May and a half turned around and looked at the blue figure that was gradually moving away, her eyes were dark, and the corners of her mouth were still the same smile.

Zhen Yue and Xiao left the mansion, and went directly to the simple carriage waiting outside the door, the weather was sunny today, the cold wind was slightly reduced, but the air was still wet and cold.

The wheels are rolling, slowly driving through the streets and alleys guarded by heavy soldiers outside the house, the blue curtains are blown by the wind from time to time, the green tiles and white walls, the buildings are lined up, and the quaint buildings loom from time to time.

Zhen Yue had just adjusted a comfortable posture, and saw Xiaoli lift the curtain, looking outside cautiously and curiously, a pair of bright eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and muttered from time to time: "I'm not here today......."

"What are you looking at?" Zhen Yue closed her eyes and asked with an idle posture.

"Of course it's to see that weirdo, he follows us every day, but I didn't expect him to follow Bell all the way here, and he still guards Zhengxi Street outside the house every day."

The originally cold woman's fingers trembled for a moment, and she instantly returned to calm and calm, she thought that when she entered Handan City, Fu Ziran would automatically leave, but she didn't expect him to not only follow Handan, but also stay outside the house every day. Trying to say a few words to her, she saw in her eyes, all she could do was be indifferent, and at this time, when she heard Xiaoli say that he was not here today, she was relieved, but she was also worried.

The main street of Beiying is magnificent, with a large number of shops, pedestrians on the street, and a prosperous ten-mile long street. It's not like the Nine Hidden Street in Shu Kingdom, which is full of people. The vendors and people here are all law-abiding, and the aisles are clearly divided, and there is no congestion.

After parking the carriage under the original locust tree, Zhen Yue and Xiaoli walked slowly on the main street.

"The girl is still going to leave the tea house today?" Xiao Li asked softly.

Zhen Yue idly set her eyes on the stalls passing by. The jaw snorted softly.

From time to time, pedestrians on the street secretly glanced at this woman in a water blue dress. I just feel that the temperament is refined. The posture was cold, and everyone couldn't help but take a few more looks, looking at the silk on this girl's body. The dark lines are fine, the brocade silk is soft, and you know that you are either rich or expensive, and you have to give up some ways, and you don't dare to look too much.

Xiao Li also followed behind, the girl came to the tea house every day at noon to sit on a cup of tea, and she was also happy to come out every day to see the excitement, a small face smiled.

Lichaju is a famous tea house on the main street of Yinghua, which brings together different varieties of tea from various countries, Beiying is open to trade, and many merchants from various countries come and go closely, and it is bound to find a place that meets everyone's taste.

Zhen Yue is interested in this characteristic of leaving the tea house, and comes to sit every day, ostensibly to taste tea, but in fact to listen to the news of various countries, which is no longer necessary.

The tea house is elegant and exquisite, antique and simple, a bitter aroma lingers around, the guests sit sporadically, and the people gradually increase.

Zhen Yue was still sitting by the window, with a wide line of sight, and she could see the entire bustling main street, and the cold wind drifted in with the breath of sunshine, and some light hit the window lattice, reflecting on the woman's sharp eyes.

"Girl, is it still Zhu Yeqing?"

The little guy in the tea house, Si Wenwen, is not as strong as the Beiying people, and her eyebrows are delicate, this girl will come to sit for half an hour every day, although she only brought a maid by her side, but there were always two black-robed men looking at this from time to time three feet away, neither disturbing nor coming up to talk, at a glance, she knew that it was a guard who followed silently, and the little girl was smart and funny, and naturally had great respect for this girl.

"It's still bamboo leaf green." The voice was cold.

"Girl, wait a moment." The little guy bent to leave quickly.

Zhen Yue stretched out her hand and pushed the window open, looking at the merchants in different costumes, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Handan City has been really lively these days, and even the drums and trumpets at the closed city gate are a little later than usual, and the slave and maid have never seen Beiying so lively when they are so old." Xiao Li also looked at the bustling streets.

As he spoke, the servant brought up the freshly cooked tea leaves, put a few plates of nuts and pastries, and then bent down and respectfully retreated.

Only to listen to a crisp sound of the board beat suddenly sounded, accompanied by a subtle exclamation, instantly penetrated the tea house with a strong tea fragrance, with a sense of liveliness, not far away gradually gathered together of the guest officials are ordinary people, there are also dignitaries, noon is the tea house storytelling time.

The storyteller is fifty years old, his mouth is like a river, his words are shocked, with the palm of the board, the hand and foot dance, firmly attract everyone's attention.

"Today, I will talk about the first beauty in the world! It is said that the world-famous master is as beautiful as a fairy, glamorous all over the world, the skin on the body is whiter than the mutton fat jade, more tender, the body is graceful, the pearl is round and jade, standing on the blue river, the fish in the water are ashamed to sink to the bottom of the river, and the talents who go to see their divine talents every year have stepped on the official road of Xitan. ”

"Hahaha." The onlookers laughed, their eyes bright, with a look of yearning, and their throats kept rolling under the description of the storyteller.

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea, slapped the thin board again, and everyone was in high spirits.

Du Qi, who is full of talent, saw the side face of the master, and endowed him with a beauty overnight: looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the silver moon rising and flying; Forced to observe it, it is scorching like a peony out of high beauty; Soaring, beautiful and ancient! Who can have such a beautiful woman? King Yu Mo Ling is amazing, the first in the world, has been hidden, swept through the northern frontier, including the Shu Kingdom, and the military talent of winning thousands of miles is unrivaled! Such a talented woman is really a perfect match in history! ”

Zhen Yue gently sipped the tea, looking at the tender green curly leaves in the celadon teacup, ups and downs, extremely naughty, but the woman's face was indifferent and unfazed.

Xiao Li was still quite interested at first, and listened to Mr. Storyteller's speech, but after listening to it, he frowned, raised his eyes timidly to look at Zhen Yue, and asked in a low voice: "That master is really so beautiful?" It is as if there is nothing in heaven or on earth. ”

Zhen Yue was stunned for a moment, and the corner of her mouth smiled faintly: "I'll see you in a few days." She raised her eyebrows, and was stunned for a moment, only to see a man in a green shirt walking up the steps, with fluttering sleeves, light black hair, handsome and gentle. (To be continued......)