Ran Tang bowed slightly to a few young ladies: "There is a free trial rouge in the shop, it is clean and convenient, and a few young ladies can let our female master add color to you." ”

"Female master? It's a novelty. ”

The female master in the shop is ingenious and clever, and the rouge is really good.

Before the sun set, today's portion of rouge was sold out.

"Is there really none?"

"Nope."

Wancui sent some of the guests out the door and then returned to the store.

Wan Cui raised her eyes and found that her young lady's eyes were very cold when she looked at her.

"Miss?"

"Your boss contacted me."

Lin Qingyin had a calm face, opened the curtain and walked into the back hall of the store.

Wang Wuzheng stayed inside: "Miss, do we want to do it in the poetry club?" ”

If you want to muddy the water in the capital, the Beijing Poetry Society, where the princes and nobles are present, is obviously a good entry point.

"Hmm." Lin Qingyin's face was soft, "Tang Fei, that guy is simply making trouble." ”

"The big boss is also worried about Miss." Wan Cui weakly persuaded.

"It's a good thing to work with each other, and it's better to worry about yourself if you can't protect yourself."

Wan Cui was not persuaded.

I really tried my best.

Coax yourself when you come to Beijing.

Lin Qingyin took the clothes presented by the shopkeeper: "Can Xiao Youzhi find out who he contacted in private?" ”

Wang Wu: "Not yet." ”

"But his father has confirmed that he is the prince's faction, and Xiao Shilang has a good relationship with the seventeenth prince on the surface."

"The seventeen princes are not informal, and they don't seem to have any intention of competing for the throne, and they treat all the princes of the palace equally."

After all, the seventeenth prince has not yet reached the crown, unlike other princes who have already married and don't know how many chips they have in their hands.

Lin Qingyin put his clothes on the outside of what he was wearing.

Wang Wu continued: "Bang Hong just sent someone to say that the little marquis and Xiao Shilang will also go to the racecourse today, I don't know if it will affect the meeting between you and the prince." ”

Lin Qingyin's jade finger tied the belt for a moment.

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In the racecourse, the young man was dressed chicly, his ink hair was flying, and the sun gilded him, and I don't know how many young ladies he attracted the attention of a young lady.

Xiao Youzhi reluctantly rode a horse and followed behind Chu Yu.

The more Chu Yu rode, the faster he rode, the more he rode.

The little guy in the horse farm watched Chu Yu ride into the small forest next to him, and Xiao Youzhi also chased after him.

He didn't dare to stop it!

Who dares to stop it!

The horse farm boy stayed quietly in place.

In the deserted and remote forest, the dappled sunlight hit the delicate face of the white and handsome young man.

The young man's dazzling eyebrows and eyes looked mysterious and gloomy in the interplay of light and darkness at this time: "The prince is today and in the future." ”

Xiao Youzhi looked helpless: "Is the information wrong? ”

"Maybe something happened on the road."

Chu Yu's eyebrows pressed slightly, a pair of rippling peach blossom eyes shone away at this time, and his whole temperament became gloomy: "As for what happened..."

Xiao Youzhi solemn.

One wrong step is hell.

No one can afford uncontrollable changes in this gambling market.

After the steadon had changed the tea for the nobles, he was trotting to the stable, when suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves galloping behind him.

As soon as the little guy turned around, he almost didn't get out of his body in fright.

"Drive! Ha ha! ”

With the sound of young and quick laughter, the two fast horses led a gust of wind and ran towards the stable.

Oh my God.

What's wrong with these two masters!

Today is not the day for them to come to the racecourse! These two are so hard to serve!

The little servant straightened his hat and hurriedly ran to the stable.

Chu Yu and Xiao Youzhi left the racecourse in high spirits.

And the place where the horse farm rests, several daughters of the family get together.

"Yanran, the little marquis is leaving."

Qin Yanran was holding her hands up: "Do you ride a horse or not?" If we don't ride, we'll play in a different place. ”

A few young ladies glanced at each other.

How dare they ride horses, they didn't hear that Chu Xiaohou was in the horse farm, so they proposed to come here for Qin Yanran's sake.

But today... Qin Yanran, what's wrong?

Weird.