She muttered, curious about the appearance of the princess who left the country, and had no intention of turning around and squatting at the bridge again.

When I looked back, I saw a clear young man walking leisurely down from the bridge.

He didn't come in a sedan chair?

The golden light was sprinkled all over him, shattered and dazzling, he was hidden in the crowd, his temperament was extraordinary, and he was dazzling at a glance.

Today, he wore a cyan brocade robe, and a precious white hosta was pinned to his hair, which made him less ruthless and more unruly.

He walked towards her with a cold face and a chill, and passers-by took the initiative to avoid giving way, and from time to time a little girl looked back.

It wasn't until he walked to her that his eyebrows and eyes eased slightly, looked at her, and said disgustedly: "What you are wearing today is also my brother's clothes?" ”

Ying Zhi suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his outfit, a washed white blue shirt, a cheap and simple scholar's outfit.

Looking at his cyan brocade again, the placket was fine and golden, and the fabric was smooth and extravagant, she touched her nose weakly, and the two of them were too similar to a pair like this...... Unspeakable relationship.

Qi Liang saw that she didn't answer, thinking that she acquiesced, and said coldly: "It's ugly to death." ”

After speaking, he raised his legs and walked towards the West Market.

“…… Slightly~" Ying Zhichu stuck out his tongue and followed behind him angrily.

She was born noble, but it is difficult to have the heart of rare and precious goods, and her temperament is also lively and free, although she is now down, her mind has not changed, so the man's ridicule hears her ears, like the autumn breeze of the sun, a blow.

Just about at Boshui Bridge, and don't say the time, she didn't get angry after waiting for so long, and he still looked unhappy.

She complained while beating her legs, but saw him standing dozens of steps away looking back and waiting for her.

"I'm a gentleman, and I'm here only when I keep my word. If I were a villain,...... she swallowed it back in her stomach and hurried to him.

Qi Liang saw this, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and he was quite displeased.

"Get in."

He raised his chin slightly, swept towards the door of the store, and motioned for Ying Zhichu to enter first.

She looked up at the signboard, which was a ready-to-wear cloth village.

It was noon, there were not many customers in the store, and there were few people in pairs choosing clothes, most of them were women.

"What are you doing here?"

She muttered, but still walked in lightly, Qi Liangzheng followed behind her, and the light crape myrtle fragrance surrounded her.

From time to time, a girl secretly looked at the two of them.

The two big men visiting the ready-to-wear store were too eye-catching, and she felt slightly numb in her heart and deliberately distanced herself from him.

Qi Liangzheng was unconscious, raised his finger to pick the most eye-catching men's clothing, and couldn't refuse: "You go and try it." ”

It was a moon-white brocade robe, with intricate embroidery of silver threads, and the style was simple but had a sense of dust.

"The guest officer has good eyesight, this is the treasure of the store, only two hundred taels of silver, this is the best material, produced in Luohuai ......"

"Bought it." Qi Liangzheng interrupted impatiently and glared at her, "Don't go yet." ”

"Oh, the guest officer is such a cheerful person! Come, little brother, I'll take it down and try it in the back room. The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man, with a simple voice, and greeted Ying Zhichu with a smile, for fear that she would regret it.

She took the robe, pouted and walked to the cubicle under the strange stares of everyone.

said that he accompanied him to see Li Gongzi, but people didn't see her and thought she was dressed simply, which was really troublesome.

The shopkeeper diligently introduced several new men's clothes to Qi Liangzheng, but he was not interested, and stood at the door of the store with his hands behind his back.

"This boy is so good-looking, I haven't seen it before." The woman who bought the goods whispered.

"I looked at the little boy who went in to try on clothes, his eyebrows were clear, and his complexion was whiter and more tender than mine."

"You're all wrong, these two sons are obviously a couple......"

“…… This? Is it so blatant in broad daylight? ”

"Alas, people are dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, and they are from famous families at a glance, so how can they care about these vulgar rites."

"Ahem," Ying Weaving was listening to a gossip when she first came out, and she coughed lightly twice, and her ears were red.

Qi Liang looked back at her cough, and saw that she was dressed in white and showed her wisdom and nobility, and she was really out of the dust.

He raised his lips in satisfaction, threw the silver ticket on the table, and said lightly: "I can barely see it." ”

The shopkeeper happily collected the money and sent the customer off kindly: "Go slowly, the guest officer will come back when he needs it!" ”

She looked at his thin back, and couldn't help but scold, "Slightly~"

When the two of them came out of Buzhuang, they strolled along the market.

She had been squatting at the bridge since early in the morning, and had waited for him until lunchtime, and was hungry now.

She clutched her stomach and followed him, just as she could smell the seductive scent wafting from the bun shop.

"I want to ......" she hesitated, holding back her stomach grunt.

"What do you think?" Qi Liangzheng tilted his head slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed.

She was accustomed to his cold face and said honestly: "Eat steamed buns." ”

Slightly frowning, his long eyebrows slowly relaxed, and he raised his eyes to glance at the bun shop diagonally opposite.

The steamed bun shop wafted out a soaring aroma, slightly smelling of e-cigarette oil, and a bunch of people lined up outside the store waiting for the drawer.

Ying Zhichu looked at him in a green coat and was spotless, revealing that he was noble and difficult to approach, and guessed that he must be disgusted to come over, so he spoke first, "I ......"

"You're waiting here." As if he knew what she meant, he interrupted softly and paced into the crowd.

She watched in amazement as he walked to the front of the queue, bowed her head and said something to the shopkeeper, and waited alone.

Sure enough, when a new drawer came out, the store first packed a few hot buns and handed them to him.

Ying Zhichu watched him return with a paper bag, his eyes full of curiosity.

"What did you tell him? They're all in line......"

"Lots of words." He raised his hand and shoved the bun into her arms, unwilling to explain.

She didn't care, took out a white bun, and kindly handed it to him, "Do you want to eat?" ”

He glanced at her slender fingers, and saw that her forehead was slightly sweaty, and her little white face was soft and amiable in the sun.

sighed softly, "Don't eat." ”

"Oh, okay." Ying Zhichu bit the bun and urged, "Let's go, aren't you going to find Li Gongzi?" I eat fast and won't delay you. ”

“…… Why are you so unruly? He frowned at her and said softly.

She tilted her head in confusion, "What's not in order?" What rules do you mean? ”

"Your family didn't teach ......," he stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence and replaced it with a sentence, "You must have been beaten a lot when you were young." ”

Ying Zhichu's eyes lit up and exclaimed, "How do you know!" I ......"

She was about to answer, when she suddenly felt that something was wrong, her heart secretly tightened, her eyes lowered and covered the paper bag, and she muttered after half a ring.

"I really didn't feel free when I was young."

Qi Liangzheng glanced at her twice, and his voice drifted more and more, "What's the matter, if you don't worry, you don't worry, I don't mind." ”

Ying Zhichu saw him go away alone, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, he quietly followed behind him, and kindly reminded: "Childe, I owe you money, but I didn't sell it to you......"

He glanced at her, and saw that her little face was clear and persistent, so he looked at the paper bag in her hand and said coolly: "Don't want to eat the buns?" ”