Song Yuchen thought that Shi Qingran didn't put himself in his eyes at all, let go of the expensive canary, and still have to be a demon like this, and there was no need for him to blindly get used to her.

So Song Yuchen flicked his sleeves and left outside the Kunning Palace. It's just that when he left, he felt that something was faintly wrong. However, the arrogance in Song Yuchen's bones has made him ignore this.

Song Yuchen went to Cheng Jiaojiao's palace and had lunch with Cheng Jiaojiao. Cheng Jiaojiao persuaded Song Yuchen to go and see Shi Qingran, however, after Song Yuchen had lunch, he went to the upper study.

At this time, Shi Qingran and Lang'er had already appeared outside the palace wall. The two of them rode in the same carriage and ran down the street.

"Haha, it's just dangerous." Shi Qingran took off the hat of the guard on his head and looked at Lang'er: "Your hair is messy, I'll help you get it." ”

"We came out in a hurry this time, so we didn't do a good job of disguise." Shi Qingran paused: "Now we can remedy it, we must not let others see the clues." ”

As she spoke, she combed her hair herself.

"Miss." Lang'er looked at Shi Qingran: "Miss, every time the slave maid feels that you come out of that place, it is like a different person." Lang'er said.

"Who? I'm still me. Shi Qingran replied.

"It's more cheerful, it's better."

"Is there one?" Shi Qingran asked rhetorically. Perhaps, when I leave the palace and see the world outside, my mood will always be different.

"Look, white sugar cake." Shi Qingran pointed to a street shop and said, "White sugar cake!" Let's go down and buy some. ”

Saying that, Shi Qingran didn't wait for Lang'er to answer, so he asked the coachman to stop the car and went to the sugar cake shop to buy two cakes. Not only that, Shi Qingran also used the money to buy some lotus cakes, chicken legs, chestnut cakes, etc., and after a while, the two of them held a lot of things in their hands. Shi Qingran seemed to buy food with resentment, as if he wanted to buy all the delicacies he hadn't eaten these days.

"Miss," said Lang'er, who was about to run out of the snacks, "You bought so much, you won't be able to eat them later, and aren't we going to the theater?" How striking is it to go with so many things? ”

Shi Qingran pursed his lips. At this moment, a little beggar ran over: "This little boy, can you give me something to eat?" ”

Shi Qingran was stunned, and gave him the chestnut cake and lotus cake in his hand: "Okay." ”

"Thank you! Thank you! The kid bowed to Shi Qingran, and then ran away. He was probably hungry, and as he ran, he opened the oily paper bag of chestnut cake and took a bite.

Now that spring has begun, there seem to be fewer beggars on the streets, but there are still them.

"Miss, shall we go to the theater?"

Shi Qingran hesitated for a moment, then looked down at the snack he was holding in his hand: "I also think that I bought too much food, or we will go to the relief of them." Shi Qingran said, snorting at the beggars.

"Miss." Lang'er paused, she actually wanted to say that the two of them ran out secretly, and if Song Yuchen knew about it, they would definitely not be able to escape punishment, so it was better to have more than one thing.

But when the words came to his lips, Lang'er looked at Shi Qingran so excited, and swallowed back what he wanted to say. After a while, Lang'er nodded to Shi Qingran: "Okay." ”

The two walked to a steamed bun shop, and without saying a word, Shi Qingran stretched out his hand and took out a silver ticket: "Boss, I have all the buns you have here." ”

It is rare for the boss to meet such a bold customer, and he is busy agreeing. The next moment, Shi Qingran asked Lang'er to call those beggars who were sleeping in the open to come for lunch.

Outside the pile, there stood a scholar, who seemed to notice the two women in men's clothes. Today he had nothing to do in the court, and was about to buy something to eat here for breakfast, when he saw them.

"You ......" the scholar walked over and looked at them, "are you here to buy again?" ”

"That's right!" Shi Qingran and Lang'er nodded busily.

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence." Dugu Mo said and lowered his head again. Originally, the last time he saw that back, wearing such luxurious clothes, he thought that the "little palace maid" in front of him was the queen's mother, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

But now they are in front of them again. They were the same as ordinary people, dressed in coarse cloth and smiling innocently. No matter how you look at these two people, they don't look like high-ranking people.

"You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you?" Shi Qingran asked Dugu Modao.

"Uh-huh." Dugu Mo shook his head.

Shi Qingran handed Dugu Mo two buns. Now those beggars are rushing like crazy, the original steamed bun shop is no longer what it looks like, and the steamed bun in Shi Qingran's hand was also picked up before.

The two of them were going to keep it for themselves.

"You eat, let's pad, let's pad, we've already had lunch anyway." Shi Qingran paused: "Actually, a boy like you has always been short of food and clothing, if you look down on such food, it's okay not to eat." ”

"How so? I like to eat steamed buns. Dugu Mo said, picked up the bun handed over by Shi Qingran, took a bite, and looked at Shi Qingran again: "It's delicious." ”

After the buns are distributed, there is almost enough time to watch a play. Shi Qingran asked Dugu Mo: "We are going to the play, do you want to go together?" ”

Dugu Mo nodded hurriedly. Lang'er glanced at Shi Qingran with some complaint, as if Qingran wanted to bring Dugu Mo when he objected.

However, as soon as the words came out, Shi Qingran couldn't go back.

However, although Dugu Mo is a man, he talks humorously and looks handsome, and the three of them walk together, talking and laughing, which really makes Shi Qingran forget many troubles.

There are a lot of operas in the opera workshop today, so Shi Qingran chose one casually and watched it with Dugu Mo and Lang'er. When she saw the sad place, Shi Qingran sobbed again, and this time it was Dugumo who was sitting next to her. Dugumo didn't bother her, but just leaned over his shoulder, probably wanting to say that if he wanted to cry, he could borrow his shoulder.

Shi Qingran slapped Dugu Mo, but stopped crying.

A few people watched the play, it was already very late, Shi Qingran didn't dare to stay, said goodbye to Dugumo, and took Lang'er to the palace.

"Miss," Shi Qingran and Lang'er walked far away, Lang'er glanced behind him again, and said, "He's following us." ”

Shi Qingran looked back, and sure enough, he saw that the young man was following them step by step.

Shi Qingran turned his head: "I'm going back to the palace, do you still want to follow me?" Shi Qingran said to Dugu Mo.