"I didn't expect Shi Niang to be interested in these, but I think Shi Niang must be anxious about Boss Ying, I don't know what Yun Yingfang's results are now."

"yes, let's pack it up and go over and take a look."

"Hmm." Zhai Ning nodded separately, she was also quite interested, she really wanted to take a look just now, but it was her duty to protect Shi Niang, and she could only endure her curiosity.

The two washed the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up the kitchen, locked the door, and left the small kitchen.

As soon as the two left, someone in the large kitchen next door looked into the small kitchen where they had locked the door.

There is no rain and a hundred flowers are ripe, which is the birthday of a hundred flowers.

On weekdays, Liu Ruyue lives on the commercial street, and the neighbors are not allowed to love flowers, and there is no place to plant potted plants in the yard, only a yellow cypress orchid tree stands alone in the corner, although the spring has drawn the buds, but it is not the flowering season.

On this day, the sand was surrounded by the firewood boss for more than a month, and I don't know where to transplant so many gorgeous flowers.

Camellia blooms in winter and is still in full bloom in spring.

In early spring, the stamens of daffodils, peach, pear, pears and apricots also can't wait to gush out, as if to keep up with the pace of camellia, dispel the last trace of cold in winter, and usher in a romantic warm spring.

Walking in the pure sand, it is like being in a sea of flowers, and the women have changed out of the heavy winter fur and put on gorgeous and flowing clothes, all of them are like fairies in flowers, more pretty than the flowers.

As the saying goes, when spring arrives, the flowers are dyed in the green, and the branches are cut in the east wind.

Most of the women here in Tianjingsha are flower building girls, but they also have girlish thoughts, walking together, fluttering butterflies, like carefree innocent girls who have not left the pavilion, and also tie five-color paper rafts on the flower branches, and will also make wishes for the blessing of the flower goddess.

It's daytime, even if there are men looking for a swim in the Tianjing sand, they won't tease these Hualou girls who are playing around, because today is the Flower Dynasty Festival, and all the girls are delicate flowers cared for by the god of flowers.

Moreover, there will also be ordinary people who come in to play and watch the excitement because of curiosity, so these flower visitors in the fun-seeking field are also very well-behaved today.

The most important thing is that no matter how beautiful these delicate flowers are, they are not Oiran!

The top brands of each flower building are still performing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, these who have not gone to the game are just the same in their hearts, they can see whenever they want to, why waste time at this moment.

Let them play on their own.

For people like Liu Ruyue, who have a bit of a posture but are dressed as a woman in cloth, these flower seekers are not interested in it at all.

Therefore, Liu Ruyue was not harassed in any way, and wandered around the Tianjing Sand unimpeded.

Walking around aimlessly, Liu Ruyue casually stared at the half-grown little girls wearing hats, but she didn't find anything at all.

Perhaps, the child is still too young.

Even if she was just snatched from her and taken to the capital and sold to a private house for training, it was only half a year, and she trained for so long, maybe she wouldn't be brought here to increase her knowledge.

It's her who is in a hurry.

"Mother!"

Just when Liu Ruyue turned around to leave, a half-grown girl wearing a hood ran towards her, but on the way, she was stopped by a grandmother, covering her mouth and about to leave with the girl who was struggling towards her with her legs kicking.

Liu Ruyue's heart suddenly burst out, and she almost chased after her.

This girl is wearing a hood, her face is invisible, her body is somewhat similar to 8-year-old Xue Rong, and her small hand movements are also very similar to Xue Rong.

However, it was such a coincidence that she met a female doll so similar to Xue Rong as soon as she went out, which made Liu Ruyue alarm bells.

Even if this child is Xue Rong, she can't recognize her at the moment.

She clenched the socket of her back teeth, controlled the word Xue Rong that she almost blurted out, and watched with a puzzled face as the grandmother took the little girl away.

Then he suddenly realized that he was also watching the excitement on his side, Zhai Ningdao, "Poor child, he was sold to Hualou by his mother at such a young age." ”

Zhai Ning looked left and right, there were many women nearby, and he didn't find any deliberate, "I don't know who did such a immoral thing, I didn't react when I saw my child shouting his name and calling for help, this heart is made of stone." ”

"It's probably a heart made of thousand-year-old ice." Liu Ruyue endured the sourness, as if she was commenting on other people's affairs.

"Hmph, it's me who thinks people too well, then the mother can sell the child to the fire pit, what kind of good mother can be, most of the women here are also girls from Hualou, even if you can't raise the child yourself, there is no need to sell the child into the fire pit." Zhai Ning angrily pulled a spring flower and crushed it into mud in the palm of his hand.

"Yes~" Liu Ruyue controlled herself not to look back at the child's figure, walked into the flower pavilion and sat down and said to Zhai Ning, "I found out that I came out in a hurry just now, and I forgot to take some flower cakes, Ah Ning help me run, I'll rest here." ”

"Okay, Shi Niang, don't move around, I'll go back when I go." Zhai Ning didn't think that Shi Niang would be in any danger here, so he turned around and left.

Liu Ruyue sat in the flower pavilion, playing with the peach branches she had picked.

No one knew how much she wanted to catch up at the moment, or order Zhai Ning to investigate the little girl.

However, it was all too coincidental.

She is gambling that Zhai Ning's sense of justice has exploded, and she will automatically find out.

She also hoped that the little girl was Xue Rong, but she didn't want the little girl to be Xue Rong.

If that little girl is really Xue Rong, she must rescue her.

If that girl is not Xue Rong, it means that someone is setting up a game for her and testing her.

The only person in the whole capital who doubts her identity is Lu Chengze.

There may be a Huang family, but judging from the news from Xiaonan's side, the Huang family has never told Lu Chengze what happened on the day of the Lantern Festival.

Therefore, the only person who will use this way to test her identity is Lu Chengze.

After waiting for half an hour, Zhai Ning didn't come back.

Liu Ruyue didn't dislike the long time, but was more relieved.

It can't take so long to get the pastries, A-Ning must have gone to track down the little girl's background.

Suddenly, Liu Ruyue felt a fragrance sweeter than the taste of flowers wafting in, and her head began to drowsy.

She hurriedly held her breath, opened the refreshing oil in her sleeve, and sniffed it secretly when she covered it with her sleeve.

The stuckness dissipated in an instant, but she still pretended to have been hit, lying on the stone table, her eyes closed.

Sure enough, someone immediately walked up behind her and helped her move forward one by one.

"This mother doesn't work hard, hides on the side, eats and drinks, gets drunk, and has to be taken care of by us!"

"If you're drunk like this, the master can't spare you!" The two sang and walked forward with Liu Ruyue in harmony, and the people they met had no doubts when they heard them say this.

Liu Ruyue hung her head, and the two of them led her away, her eyes opened a slit, and she recognized the road under her feet.