Qingmao and Hurricane walked out for a while, and Hurricane looked back and saw that the little girl was still standing in place, holding the bowl in both hands, watching them leave.

Hurricane said, "Aren't you worried about leaving her alone on the street like this?" ”

Qingmao said, "She's smarter than you think!" ”

Smarter than I thought I was? Blast didn't quite understand. Looking at her face, her expression was light, without sadness or joy.

The two of them came to Baiwei Building, and at this time it was past the peak of lunch, and although there were still several tables of guests in the restaurant, they were almost finished.

"Big Brother Wind!"

The little fork was at the door of the restaurant, and at a glance he saw the wind and the greenery, and greeted the two warmly.

Swift Wind also greeted the little fork and said, "Let's lead the carriage." I'm really sorry for you, help us keep it. ”

The little fork said: "Where is it!" Buying and selling is not in human affection, we are also old acquaintances! I'll bring you the carriage for you. ”

"I'll go myself." Hurricane said.

"No, no, no!" The little fork waved his hand and said, "You two are waiting here, I'll be here soon." ”

Hurricane was not polite to him, and said, "Eh! By the way, you tell Qing Fan, we're ready to go. ”

"Okay!" The little fork waved at him, went in to tell Qing Fan, and then went to lead the carriage.

Hurricane and Qingmao were waiting at the door of the restaurant, and a carriage pulled them to them. But on closer inspection, it wasn't their carriage. It seemed that there was a guest leaving, and the wind gave way.

At this time, a group of people came out of the restaurant. A girl in the middle, surrounded by several sons and stars like the moon, followed by a group of small girls.

A maid came out from behind, and accidentally touched Qingmao with her arm.

"Hug ......" The maid was about to say "sorry", but when she looked up, she immediately put the word sorry back.

"Ink painting?" The wind was a little surprised.

The ink painting is here, so in the middle of the group of sons in front of it, it should be Miss Table?

The wind looked up and saw another person he knew.

I saw Sun Wenbin standing next to the carriage, and politely made a false gesture and asked Miss Zhou to get on the car. Zhou Qianru lifted her skirt, stepped lightly on the stool, and entered the carriage.

When the ink painting saw the wind and the green mao, it was like seeing a stranger, so he ignored it, didn't say a word, and hurriedly followed.

Brushing Wind wondered: How could Miss Biao know Sun Wenbin and come to the restaurant with them?

This starts with Zhou Qianru and Lu Ningfang's intersection.

Zhou Qianru and Lu Ningfang intersected with the piano, although Lu Ningfang is the daughter of the household Shangshu family, but she is peaceful, self-contained, and unassuming, and can be said to be a talented and virtuous lady.

Zhou Qianru intersected with her, with the intention of clinging. Lu Ningfang didn't care, she knew her identity, and it was inevitable that others would intentionally cling to her. She intersects with Zhou Qianru, and more importantly, she values Zhou Qianru's piano skills and her composition talent. The song "Asking the Moon", Lu Ningfang feels that this can be called a work of the past and the present, and Miss Zhou is a talented woman.

Under the recommendation of Lu Ningfang, Zhou Qianru got to know many famous girls. In her dealings with those famous women, she made many other acquaintances.

This world is not completely separated between men and women. Just like Duan Haoran came to the capital, he would bring his sister Duan Haoqi; When Lu Junjie goes to the banquet, he will bring his sister Lu Ningfang. Zhou Qianru met Sun Wenbin in her relationship with other noble girls.

Sun Wenbin is not a figure among the powerful sons in the capital, but he has his own world. Except for those first-class masters, second-class masters, and third-grade majors, those wealthy businessmen and giants all showed favor to him. For example, Duan Haoran also maintained a good relationship with him.

Zhou Qianru was in her relationship with Lu Ningfang and others, and she actually had low self-esteem in her heart. After all, her father, who has passed away, is nothing more than a five-rank official. The only thing she can still take out as capital is that she is King Xuan's cousin.

Of course, Nangong You is not King Xuan now. But no matter how you say it, he is still a prince.

King Xuan's biological mother, the late Concubine Jing, was her father's sister; Concubine Jing has only her father, the only brother.

This kind of old Huang Li's royal relatives, sons like Lu Junjie will not buy it. However, Sun Wenbin seems to be very buying. He was generous and courteous to Zhou Qian, and the sons he called were very flattering. Zhou Qianru enjoyed the feeling of the stars holding the moon.

In front of the wind and Qingmao, one carriage after another left. Tempest frowned.

Sun Wenbin did not leave a good impression on him.

I remember the first time I met this person, it was when Baiwei Building opened. The man looked like a villain.

But then again, at that time, Sun Wenbin broke into the private room, King Xuan, Xiao Shizi, the second princess, and the fourth prince, even if they changed Lu Junjie, they would be so frightened that they knelt and kowtowed.

"Qingmao!" Qing Fan shouted.

Qingmao has been standing silently, and she didn't care when the ink painting hit her before. Looking at her, she was going to say sorry, but when she saw that it was her, she retracted her sorry words. Qingmao knew that the ink painting hated the princess, and even the maid with the princess hated it. Sun Wenbin and Qingmao have also seen it. She had seen Sun Wenbin's ill-intentioned look towards Duan Haoqi's obsession. Qingmao sneered in his heart: Miss Zhou, you have to be careful!

Hearing Qing Fan's voice, Qing Mao turned his head and smiled at Qing Fan.

The carriage came, and several people got into the carriage, and this time Qingmao and Qingfan sat in the carriage.

The little fork wanted to say something to Qing Fan, but he stopped talking, but he didn't say it after all, waved his hand, and watched a few people leave.

He was very concerned about Qingfan's redemption, he wanted to help, but think about himself. Alas! A wry smile.

West Hill Villa.

Qingfeng went to fetch the mask, and the smooth and simple silver mask of the master was ready, but the gold mask with the hollow pattern of the lady was not ready.

Nangong You is cutting wood, thirty-two chess pieces, and the last one is still missing. He suddenly raised his head and said to Ye Xiaoyan, who was sitting opposite, "Why don't I use wood to cut one for you?" ”

Ye Xiaoyan gave him a blank look.

Nangong You suddenly let out an "ah". He accidentally slashed his own hand.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Xiaoyan hurried over. I saw a deep wound on his left index finger.

"Why was it so careless!"

Ye Xiaoyan blamed while taking Nangong You's finger into her mouth. A salty smell spreads in the mouth.

Nangong You looked at Ye Xiaoyan a little stunned and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Ye Xiaoyan held her fingers in her mouth and spoke vaguely: "Stop the bleeding!" ”

Saying that, she licked her tongue twice, Nangong You only felt a tingling sensation, and the pain of the wound on her finger seemed to be negligible.