73 There was an appointment

73 There was an appointment

The garment shop sent a new style of fabric, and Mingque took the material and nodded respectfully.

Now she doesn't go to Qinghua Mansion very much, Qinghua Lou has paved a road for ready-to-wear, a road for restaurant balsam, and a lot of news has been sent to the door.

"Miss, the shop sent a note."

Yan Zhulin took the note, it was Ming Ya who invited her to meet, and she had something to say in person.

"Mingque, what's new out there lately?"

"Miss, everyone outside is talking about the first musician," Mingque had already wanted to say, his round face was flushed, "After the banquet in the Hou Mansion, everyone said that Miss and Mr. Ya had a great friendship." ”

"A young lady who witnessed the whole process at the poetry meeting that day wanted to follow the young lady's practice and ask Mr. Ya to accompany her, but she ended up with a big face!"

"But Mr. Ya said that he and Miss only had a one-sided relationship, and it was for the sake of the teacher that he agreed, and everyone else didn't have to think about it."

Mr. Ya will be calming the spirit, and he has some relationship with Yan Zhulin, many people speculate that she may be behind Qinghui Dao, and the musician who originally wanted to find the scene has stopped thinking about it for the time being.

"Yes," Yan Zhulin listened as he replied to a note on the desk, writing the time and place of the meeting, "Minglu, prepare for me to go out to the lake tomorrow." ”

Minglu replied, the weather is getting colder and colder, and if you swim in the lake, you can prepare enough clothes, stoves and other things.

"Miss, it's so cold, why don't you go out to swim in the lake?"

Ming Ou, who happened to come with the food box, listened, shrunk his hand, and felt that the wind and frost were strong in the yard, and the lady who went out to swim in the lake would definitely not freeze, but they might not be able to say, according to previous experience, Ming Pheasant must be standing outside the boat to guard, and Miss always let herself accompany her......

"Why can't you swim in the lake, the frost flowers in Jun'en Lake are just right, Miss can pick it up when she chooses it!"

Ben also wanted to ask Miss why she had a relationship with Mr. Ya's attention was diverted, Ming Ou is really stupid, Miss must have something to do, she said that she didn't forget to give Ming Ou a look.

Mingou just asked casually, but he was blocked by Mingque, and he squeezed his eyebrows at himself, what does this mean?

"Is it cold?" Yan Zhulin glanced at the food box in Ming Ou's hand, and what came out of the first layer was a plate of delicate and sweet golden silk cakes, "It will only be colder in the future." ”

She glanced at Mingou silently, and said casually, "Mingou and Minglu are thin, they are afraid of the cold, just follow me." ”

Swimming in the lake is not a small activity, it stands to reason that the four personal maids are going to go together, and other people of all colors are walking together, and there are always more than a dozen people.

Minglu weighed the meaning of Yan Zhulin's words, and thought that there were many newcomers in Taisheng Pavilion recently, so it was good to stay by himself, so he didn't say much and nodded his head, but he had to tell Mingque Mingyu a few more words when he turned around.

Ming Ou is afraid of the cold, but if you think about it carefully, Miss doesn't go out much, and it is indeed the season to see frost flowers, and you will definitely see a lot of people when you swim in the lake, and I am a little hesitant all of a sudden.

"Chef Huang is cooking? Did you send it to your mother? Yan Zhulin stretched out his hand and picked up a small cake wrapped in gold wire in the distance, and his eyes fell on it.

Ming Ou replied and replied, "According to Miss's instructions, I let the spring rain send it every time." ”

"Hmm," Yan Zhulin nodded, and put the dough cake in his hand back on the plate, Minglu took out the small handkerchief she carried with her and wiped her shallot-like fingers carefully.