The person who spoke was the second daughter of the prime minister of Chaozuo, Jiang Caiqiong.

She is Jiang Caiwei's younger sister.

Jiang Caiqiong is seventeen years old this year, opened the Danmen, and cultivated in the seventh section of the Danmen.

She held a double bun, several expensive jade hairpins were inserted in her hair, and the market price of the blue pleated skirt she wore was also several hundred gold.

The pampering since she was a child made her slightly fat and her face round, which should have been cute, but unfortunately the arrogance on her face ruined this cuteness.

There were several women of the same age behind her, who happened to be the official ladies who had spoken to Leng Mingyue at the palace banquet.

"Eh, it's really Leng Mingyue, it seems that the chain has been opened, and His Highness finally doesn't have to tie it with her!"

"Look at the dress she wears, how does she look like a civilian? Oh, I forgot she was a civilian. ”

"I saw her holding hands with a scholar from afar, and when she walked in, she was still holding on?"

"At the beginning, Miss Ben asked you to help contact Leng Huaijin, you looked pure and shy, I really thought you were so dignified and decent, I didn't expect you to ......"

The women's eyes were full of disdain, but they did not mention "Shen Lichuan".

Emperor Yan had spoken, and this matter was indeed related to the reputation of the Supreme Divine Kingdom, so no matter how self-righteous they were, they didn't dare to expose the fact that the Holy Son of the Temple was arrested and tied to his neck.

And the sky was already dark, and the alley entrance was even darker, so that everyone didn't see the appearance of Shen Lichuan inside for the first time.

Because there was a group of delicate official ladies here, the originally scarce crowd gradually gathered around.

Even the vendors in front and behind stretched their necks to find out.

After all, the leader is Jiang Caiqiong, who has lived in the imperial capital for seventeen years, and everyone has heard of it.

The three words "Leng Mingyue" greatly aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Hey, man, turn around and show Miss Ben."

Jiang Caiqiong ordered Shen Lichuan to turn around, and in his arrogant voice, there was an undisguised ridicule:

"You are so close to Leng Mingyue, you didn't think about going to the God of War Palace, asking for an official and a half-job?

She relied on her relationship with the palace to go to the palace of Yan Kingdom! ”

In Jiang Caiqiong's opinion, if she hadn't saved the little prince Shen Zichen, Leng Mingyue was a country girl, how could she be qualified to go to Phoenix Terrace?

Dad said that the Leng family is everyone, and they are all enemies of the Jiang family.

Leng Mingyue is no exception.

Since she met Leng Mingyue on Qingyun Street today, she will definitely let her lose face, and she will vent her evil anger to Sister Caiwei first!

She hasn't forgotten that at the banquet, the Leng family asked her sister to apologize!

"What are you pretending to be dumb about!"

Seeing that Shen Lichuan did not listen to her arrangement for the first time, Jiang Caiqiong expanded her voice and attracted more passers-by.

"We, the people of Yan Kingdom, are not pedantic, you shrink behind Leng Mingyue like this, but it will cause people to question, as if your relationship with Leng Mingyue is so unseemly!"

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative." A young lady from an official family added fuel and vinegar: "I don't even want to show my face to us, there must be a problem." ”

Shen Lichuan, who was standing in the dark, narrowed his eyes.

He was not going to stand behind a woman and let her bear the blame and abuse.

Just as he was about to walk in front of the world, a soft hand held him down at the waist.

In a spin, he was forced to press Leng Mingyue against the wall.

Leng Mingyue leaned against the wall of the alley, her right hand tied to the ghost trapping chain pressed his waist, and her smooth and delicate left hand caressed his hair affectionately, like a lover in love.

Her wide sleeves just covered the side of his face.

No one can see what he looks like.

"My man, I'll show you what you say, how old are you?"