Yes? Ping'er, who had just reacted, was a little panicked, and she opened her blank eyes: "What did the prince ask the slave maid just now?" ”

Now, even the ninth sister can see that something is wrong with her.

Looking at Ran Zongyan's increasingly low eyes, the ninth sister gently bumped Ping'er with her elbow uneasily: "Sister Ping'er, you just got distracted, and the prince asked you if anything happened." ”

"Oh......"

Ping'er took a sip from the teacup in front of her to hide her unnaturalness.

One after another, delicate dishes were served, and the three of them remained silent in unison, eating slowly, as they had done every time.

It's just that this time there is one more episode.

That is Ping'er, who doesn't know the taste, and actually put her chopsticks into the teacup without knowing it.

Under the stunned gaze of the ninth sister, she actually took the trouble to clip the tea, and finally put the chopsticks stained in a few drops of tea into her mouth, not to mention, and pretended to chew a few times, as if she had really eaten something.

It's so perverse......

The ninth sister frowned and tried to think about it, but she couldn't think of a reason.

With a hint of fear, she pretended to glance at Ran Zongyan's face casually, and then quickly lowered her head.

Sure enough, he was angry, and the expression on the prince's face became more and more frightening.

The ninth sister muttered in her heart, Sister Ping'er didn't know what was wrong.

When she tried to kick her with her foot to remind her, Ran Zongyan's deep voice suddenly sounded like thunder: "Ping'er." ”

No one answered.

The ninth sister was so nervous that her heart almost jumped to her throat, and her eyes were full of uneasiness.

Ping'er still didn't react in the slightest, and she mechanically maintained the action of picking up vegetables and stuffing them into her mouth.

"Smack!" Ran Zongyan slammed his chopsticks on the table.

The dishes on the table jumped, and at this moment, Ping'er, who was too empty, finally came back to her senses.

The ninth sister pulled Ping'er, who looked dazed, to stand up, and was about to kneel down when she was stopped by Ran Zongyan.

"The king is not angry."

The ninth sister breathed a sigh of relief, just if she wasn't angry.

The current prince is much more difficult to get along with than before, but fortunately they are no longer by his side, otherwise they would be scared to death.

"Sit down."

Hearing this, the two cautiously sat back in their seats.

"Ping'er, what are you thinking?"

The corners of her mouth moved, Ping'er hesitated for a while, and finally opened her mouth: "When the ninth sister was queuing up to buy buns just now, the slave seemed to see an acquaintance. ”

"Who?"

The ninth sister glanced at Ran Zongyan in a panic, did she hear it wrong? Why is the prince's voice trembling?

"The slave didn't see the man's face, but that back looked like the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

The ninth sister blinked blankly, she had never heard of this name.

Ran Zongyan's right index finger was regularly tapping on the table, making a regular sound.

Ping'er's eyes sank, staring at his fingers.

He didn't have this habit before, only another person, when thinking about a problem, would subconsciously bang on the table like this, although that person himself did not notice this, but everyone else was very clear.

"Even if it's him, there's nothing strange about it."

Although Zhang Qili was expelled from the Prime Minister's Mansion, at this time and at that time, the current Prime Minister's Mansion is withered. After the war three years ago, there were not many men left, and it was normal to find him back to pass on the lineage.

As for being kicked out, it's just lip service.

What's more, Zhang Qiye's situation is special, so he probably won't care about it.

"Yes, the slave thinks so, too. Merely...... The man didn't look stupid. ”

Ran Zongyan's fingers stopped: "You mean, that person is normal?" ”

"Hmm." Ping'er nodded: "The slave maid looked familiar with the person at the time, and he happened to be in two positions in front of Ping'er, and the slave maid wanted to get closer to see if she recognized the wrong person, and just heard him say that he wanted to buy buns." ”

"The slave was not familiar with his voice, and his face was just blocked."

"So I don't dare to make assumptions, it's just that the voice, the tone of the voice, sounds like a normal person. The slave and maid thought that they had recognized the wrong person, and they stepped aside. ”

"Oh?"

"Then why do you keep worrying about it?"

Ping'er hesitated again, and finally shook her head: "The slave may have been too tired recently. ”

"What are you up to?"

This sentence, coming out of Ran Zongyan's mouth, was so smooth and so natural. And the two people listening on the other side were not surprised at all.

You know, their identities can no longer be described as worlds apart.

It's inconceivable that two people with such a huge disparity can sit at the same table and eat. Now he asked more naturally the usual words, as if he were not asking about a slave or maid, but a friend who was his equal.

"The marriage of the prince."

Ran Zongyan raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.

"The slave maid and the ninth sister also want to send their hearts."

"No, this king doesn't need to."

Ping'er was bold and stubbornly shook her head: "Lord, this gift was discussed a long time ago when we were in Xiliang City. ”

It's just that they never dreamed that he would marry someone else.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and the shopkeeper Nie stood by the stairs and reminded in a low voice: "Lord, the time has come." ”

Every time he said this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

How can there be a master who has to set a time for eating in his own restaurant? But he had to come again, and there was someone downstairs who scared him even more.

Ran Zongyan put down the teacup and looked out the window.

Ping'er and Jiu Mei also put down their chopsticks together, stood up, and saluted him: "Lord Wang, the slaves and maids will go back first." ”

"Hmm."

He looked out the window until the two of them disappeared.

When the figures of the two reappeared in his sight, they had already walked into the street.

However, it was no longer just the two of them, and in front of them, there was a slender figure.

The figure seemed to notice Ran Zongyan's gaze, turned his head, and looked at him with a cold gaze.

Two equally cold gazes stared at each other in the air, and even the air plummeted several degrees.

"Childe."

The ninth sister took out a steamed bun with hot air from the basket and handed it over: "It's still hot, you shouldn't have any food, right?" ”

Hearing this, Hua Hanyuan took back his gaze from the competition with Ran Zongyan.

He reached out and took the bun, opened it and took a big gulp.

Jiu Mei and Ping'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, saluted shallowly in the direction of Qingfeng Tower, and slowly walked towards the crowd behind Hua Hanyuan.

"Ping'er."

"The slave is here."

"The person you just talked about is Zhang Qili?"

"Yes."

Ping'er didn't ask why he knew, because he had been sitting on the first floor of Qingfeng Building, and nothing could hide from him.

Hua Hanyuan glanced at her: "But you didn't tell the truth. ”

Ping'er was shocked, but she didn't show it on her face: "The slave didn't lie. ”

He didn't ask any more, she wasn't lying, she just didn't tell the whole story.

If it hadn't happened something that made her question, she wouldn't have wandered to that point.

He can see what he can see, let alone Ran Zongyan?

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night......

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