"Not necessarily." Throwing down the two words lightly, Feng Qingzhan didn't look at the ruthlessness that gritted his teeth in anger, and tasted tea by himself.

He is not happy, so he naturally has to accompany him.

Poor and ruthless is a straight person, I just thought that Ye Fuyi would really do this, and I was worried for a while.

And Feng Qingzhan, the initiator, drank tea slowly when he was ruthlessly anxious, and by the way, he took a look at how the usually calm person next to him would change when he met someone he was happy about.

Nowadays, it seems that it is really not easy to rejoice alone.

During this period, all kinds of sadness and complexity can only be thoroughly experienced by those who have experienced it.

After a long day of ruthless entanglement, he finally decided to express his heart.

But when she arrived at the courtyard where Ye Fuyi was temporarily staying, she learned that she had taken Thirteen out. As for where they went, it was naturally impossible for the maids in charge of sprinkling and sweeping to know.

In the past, when he heard this ruthlessly, he would inevitably guess that Ye Fuyi was taking Thirteen to walk around. But he has been struggling for almost a morning, and it is inevitable that he will be cranky at this moment.

Even if this is impossible for him on a normal day, it does happen at this moment, and he can't calm down.

Ruthless originally wanted to pack up and go out to find someone. But after thinking about it again, he still chose to turn back and tell Feng Qingzhan first.

"What did you say she was doing?" Feng Qingzhan clenched the book in his hand, anger rolling between his dark eyes.

Ruthlessly, he said with a straight face: "The county lord went out with thirteen or two people, and the people in the house didn't know where they went, maybe they were looking for old friends." ”

Said ruthlessly, frowning with a look of distress, as if he didn't know the whereabouts of Ye Fuyi and the others, and felt a little guilty about Feng Qingzhan.

But in fact, he was trying his best to control his expression, so as not to be seen by Feng Qingzhan that something was wrong.

"Old friends? This king doesn't know when Fuyi has an old friend in Nanqi. Feng Qingzhan stood up and threw the book in his hand on the table casually.

Ruthlessly felt the anger coming from Feng Qingzhan's body, and responded decisively, respectfully: "Master, do you need to prepare a carriage?" ”

"No, prepare the horses."

The master and servant rode their horses and galloped through the streets of Kyoto, all the way, attracting the attention of the surrounding people.

Although some people are dissatisfied with the danger of riding a horse, they all honestly keep their mouths shut when they see the people on the horse.

This one just made a splash in Kyoto not long ago, who doesn't know him?

In the rouge shop, Ye Fuyi looked at the boxes of rouge in the shopkeeper's hand, looked at the thirteen on the side with a smile and asked, "Look, what do you like?" ”

Thirteen hurriedly shook his head and said anxiously: "County master, the slave doesn't like anything. If you like, you can pick two colors to wear. ”

She said that she didn't like it, but her eyes stopped on a box of rouge in the shopkeeper's hand.

Although the delicate red is a little brighter, it is also suitable for her age.

Ye Fuyi nodded, but casually pointed to the box and motioned for the shopkeeper to wrap it up.

The thirteen bodies stiffened, and they obviously realized what Ye Fuyi meant. But before she could say that she didn't want it, she just listened to Ye Fuyi continue:

"The shopkeeper, but there are also lipstick training incense powder and the like, take it out and take a look."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled and hurriedly introduced: "Naturally." Wait a minute, the county lord, I'll go and get it. You can take a look at the jewelry here, which was made by the master two days ago and put on the table today. ”

Hearing her say this, Ye Fuyi thought of something, and looked towards the position of those jewelry.

Although it is not as delicate and textured as the action rewarded in the palace, the style and workmanship are also very chic, and it is obvious that it has been put into thought.

"It's really different at the foot of the Imperial City." Thirteen's eyes were full of amazement, and he couldn't help but praise his mouth.

Hearing this, Ye Fuyi couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips. She picked out a pair of peach blossom hairpins and gestured between Thirteen's hair.

Thirteen made a gesture to kneel down for Ye Fuyi, and hurriedly said: "The county lord can't help it, and the slave and maid can't afford it." ”

"I said you deserve it, what's the nonsense?" Ye Fuyi was a little impatient to speak, and one hand went up directly to support the head of the thirteen dodges.

She brought her here to buy something, and she dodged it, wouldn't it be a waste of time.

Thirteen looked at Ye Fuyi anxiously, and opened his mouth to say that his status was low, but he only heard the shopkeeper say with a little envy: "The girl is really lucky, she met such a good master." The county lord is also kind-hearted, and he is so attentive to the people under his hands. ”

Hearing this, Thirteen, who was already moved in his heart, instantly turned red.

How could she meet such a good person as the county lord?

Ye Fuyi inserted the peach blossom hairpin into Thirteen's hair, arranged her hair for her and said with a light smile: "Our Thirteen is really good-looking." Running back and forth these days, but ignoring you, it's not good for me. ”

Thirteen hurriedly shook his head and said with a cry: "Look, the county lord is not like this, it is the slave and maid who are not good, and they can't take better care of you." ”

Ye Fuyi saw that Thirteen was about to cry when he said this, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't cry, this is outside, do you want others to say that I can't bully my subordinates?" ”

Thirteen suddenly stopped crying, and the remaining tears were dripping and rolling in his eyes, refusing to fall.

"The county lord is so good, how can anyone think of discrediting the county lord? Those people really don't look down on others! ”

Thirteen opened his mouth angrily, and he couldn't help but think of the three Li mother and daughter in his mind.

After she said this, she looked at the envious eyes of the shopkeeper, and immediately understood another purpose for Ye Fuyi to bring her here.

Although the county lord usually says that he doesn't care about reputation or anything, she must be angry when those people say those dirty things.

Ye Fuyi chose other styles by himself, and he never thought that Thirteen would think of this.

Where is her reputation, but when she went back from Feng Qingzhan in the morning, she saw Ye Lianyi's two maids. Although the little face is not good-looking, the outfits are all good things.

She doesn't care about these things on weekdays, but she can't make her thirteen feel wronged.

It's okay in the county lord's mansion, it's all close to his own people, and he definitely can't do sarcasm and ridicule.

But now in Nanqi, the girls who are serving beside Ye Lianyi and Ye Ziqing may not be pure in their minds.

"Be careful!"

"Your Royal Highness, beware!"

The noisy movement outside came, causing Ye Fuyi to fall to the ground with the hairpin in his hand.

Feng Qingzhan is a bastard! He's really haunted!

The shopkeeper and the thirteen looked distressedly at the hairpin that had fallen to the ground and had become two sections, and couldn't help but feel sorry. It's just that when they picked up the hairpin, they found that Ye Fuyi, who was standing beside them, was already gone.