He always has a frozen face on weekdays, and rarely can really bend the corners of his lips to smile.

Even if he did laugh, nine and a half times out of ten times it was never from the heart, always with some kind of purpose, either temptation or mockery.

Shi Qingran, as an empty showman, has no political ambitions, and has no ability to hold what he wants, so he is naturally not worthy of the temptation of His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, so he took on the latter as a whole.

As a noble son who was born in a deep palace and grew up in troubled times, Song Yuchen failed to cultivate any virtue of enduring humiliation and burden, but instead practiced the ability to mess with flowers and grass, laughing and not laughing freely.

He lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and almost all the women in the world fell for him.

Shi Qingran deeply understood this, she had just married Song Yuchen for more than half a month, and this person showed her by example what is called "liking the new and hating the old" and "lifting pants and not recognizing people", and she couldn't see a ghost when she went out before sunrise every day after sunset.

And this situation has only lasted for a few days, and she, the concubine, has not said anything, and rumors have spread in private.

Originally, Song Yuchen was a very capable person who could support the scene, no matter how bad and shameless the queen was, he could always dispatch a just right appearance in front of people, neither too warm nor too indifferent.

In between, he is like a boat swinging from side to side, standing on the cusp of the limelight, but not to the left or right.

Coupled with his face that can deceive the dead with a slight smile, it is not surprising that he has become the "man most wanted to marry" of thousands of women across the country, and it is even completely a matter of course.

But Shi Qingran didn't have that ability.

The eldest lady of Shijia Villa was going to marry His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, and as soon as the news came out, it set off a storm in the royal city.

Needless to say, the dead and alive women who adore him on weekdays naturally don't need to be said, even those deep ladies who are from big families and have only seen Song Yuchen a few times, and have never even spoken to each other are all angry, abandoning their gentle and shy skin on weekdays, and lifting the corners of their skirts to run to tell each other.

Gritting his teeth and sneering on his face, he quietly pierced the villain at home behind his back, piercing a first-class ugly, and pasting Shi Qingran's honorific name on it.

And such a little scarecrow often carries sharp steel needles from head to toe, piercing deeply and powerfully.

For a while, the needlework shop in Wangcheng was doing very well, and the steel needles were sold out of stock.

Shi Qingran thought that he was really wronged, so he carried a small bench and sat under the eaves every day, teasing Zhengzheng and sighing that the days were sad, so he didn't wait for the snow to fly in the sky until the summer was about to end.

So Shi Qingran couldn't help but sigh, thinking that maybe this was under the fence, even God was not fair, he only knew that he would follow the power and fall one-sidedly.

Seeing her appearance, Lang'er couldn't help but step forward and persuade, "Miss, don't pay attention to those gossips, if Miss really doesn't like to listen to them, I will go and solve them one by one." ”

Shi Qingran had a headache when he heard "solve", and the things that can be solved well have to be fought and killed, how bad it is, hurting the body, hurting the heart, and hurting the feelings, there is no benefit.

So she said the solution she had calculated very sincerely, "Why don't you go and inquire, let's make a shop." ”

When she had the idea of self-reliance, she was shocked and rejoiced, "What is Miss going to sell?" I'm going to ask. ”

Shi Qingran looked at the sky for a while, his fingers stroked Zhengzheng's fluffy little white head one after another, and paused cautiously for a long time before saying, "Sell steel needles." ”

Lane, "......"

"Why are you looking at me like that? Hey - in fact, you don't have to worry that there will be no market, we can make it thicker than others, and it is better to be longer, so that it is easier to tie up, and it is estimated that it can sell better...... Oops, what are you pinching me for? If it doesn't work, let's sell the little straw man! You said that they hadn't seen me, and it must not be like it, so you can do it yourself and try to make it look like it, like that......"

Lang'er finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sadly recognized the reality that her young lady might not have anything to do in this life, so naturally she didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and frowned and lifted her collar, and threw it into the house with the small stool.

Shi Qingran didn't react, and his fingers were still pulling a handful of white hair on Zhengzheng's head.

It immediately "whined" in protest, but she didn't want this call to remind Lang'er, so she grabbed her neck in a daze without thinking about it, and threw it on Shi Qingran.

There were two living creatures from the villa, one of whom was as heartless as her, and the other was disgusted with her from her hair to her heels.

Shi Qingran sighed silently, and silently took off the paws that were hanging on her skirt.

In this way, since he had already opened his mouth, Shi Qingran had no reason to be disobedient, and Lang'er quietly handed her a hint with a look.

Immediately, she sat on Song Yuchen's lap, and heard the person's always cold but gentle and calm voice fall from the side of her ear, "That's it, don't delay everyone's interest, this matter will be over." ”

After saying that, he glanced at Lang'er.

I have to say that although Lang'er always looks mean and rigid on weekdays, she is much smarter than her master to some extent.

At this moment, the two of them only met each other's eyes for a moment, and then she immediately nodded knowingly, pinched out a few copper plates and pushed them onto the table.

Song Yuchen took a slight sip of the teacup, then curled the corners of his lips and showed a smile - the kind with a purpose, his eyes were as clumsy as Shi Qingran could also see the over-the-top disguise at a glance.

The goatee's two mung bean eyes were only staring at the copper plate, and they immediately put it away happily, "Thank you for your understanding!" I'm really sorry, I'll give you a pot of tea, and I'll send it right away! ”

As soon as the words fell, he twisted his eyebrows again as soon as he turned his head, and the speed of changing his face was comparable to that of Sichuan opera, "What are you doing in a daze!" Don't roll down and bring tea to the guest officer! ”

The young man had been beaten and screamed so badly that he ran downstairs with the teapot in his arms.

Goatee kicked him in the back again, "you! ”

After kicking and scolding, he seemed a little proud, tilted his chin slightly, put one hand on his waist, and the other hand pretended to carry the thin beard downstairs, and after a little drink of tea, he stood on the storytelling table again.

The two lips slapped up and down, and the spit stars splashed out, especially in the thin light.

Before the boy could withdraw, the surrounding voices rang out again, and this time it was even more lively than before.

The boy was inexplicably beaten as if he had turned into a drop of water falling in a pot of boiling oil, and after stirring up a more climactic boil, it completely disappeared and disappeared into ashes.