The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon the street was surrounded by a crowd.

Leng Mingyue hugged Shen Zichen and leaned back, frowning slightly.

After coming to Beijing for so long, she vaguely heard others say "Dijing Shuangshu" and "Dijing Four Sons".

In fact, to put it bluntly, there are a group of people who are full of food and have nothing to do, and they have made up the false name of the boys and girls in the imperial capital with their comprehensive appearance, strength and background.

But when there are more people, the false name has increased its gold content, and it has become an existence that many peers worship and admire.

Therefore, once these people appear in groups, they will attract passers-by to watch.

Although the people seemed to be moving separately halfway, the flow of people on this street did not decrease.

"Borrowed."

Leng Mingyue went retrograde with the crowd, her brows furrowed and tightened.

Shen Zichen hugged Leng Mingyue, and there was more panic in his eyes.

"Go away, go away, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu looking at genius beauties!"

A man with cultivation walked briskly, and his shoulder hit Shen Zichen's arm, Shen Zichen let out a low cry in pain, and the rock sugar gourd fell to the ground.

Because it was a small slope, the sugar gourd rolled into the crowd.

After a while, a crisp female voice came from the ears of the two: "Whose rock sugar gourd is this?" ”

People should make way for Leng Mingyue and Shen Zichen.

At this time, Leng Mingyue found that the sugar gourd covered with ash was stuck to a woman's skirt.

The woman looks like she is in her early eighteenth year, with a goose egg face, red phoenix eyes, a white fairy dress, black hair coiled into a Lingyun bun, and a pale pink silk shawl between the crooks of her arms, and the breath of the surgery is lingering all over her body.

Leng Mingyue determined her cultivation at first glance: the third order of the Sect of Surgery.

The talent is really good.

Her dress is of a lot of texture, but unfortunately it is stuck by the dirty and sticky sugar gourd, and it will be deformed when washed out, and it is basically invalid.

"It's mine." Leng Mingyue took her eyes away from the sugar gourd and met the eyes of the woman in the white dress:

"We don't mean it, and we're willing to compensate the girl for her losses."

"Didn't mean to? Do you know who she is? The woman in the white dress did not speak, and the blue-robed man who was walking with her said angrily:

"She is Jiang Caiwei, the daughter of the prime minister of Chaozuo, a skirt costs 10,000 gold, what do you pay? Can you afford it? ”

When Leng Mingyue looked at Jiang Caiwei, the blue-robed man was also looking at Leng Mingyue.

In his eyes, Leng Mingyue's goose-yellow skirt, although it is not cheap and ordinary, is not expensive, not like a young lady from a big family.

Since he has no background, how can he afford to pay 10,000 gold for the immortal dress?

Pipe dream!

Other than that, she doesn't have the aura of the Seven Lives on her body at all!

If you don't cultivate, you have to look a little uncultivated!

If you offend Cai Wei, you should lower your head and beg Cai Wei for forgiveness, pretending to be a rich daughter!

"Can you talk well?"

Leng Mingyue put Shen Zichen down, and there was an extra layer of coolness on her beautiful face.

The rock sugar gourd was knocked off by someone else, she didn't bother to explain, and planned to lose money, but this man's attitude was too bad.

Similarly, she also saw through the man's cultivation: the first order of the martial arts.

"It is said that Lu Chengyu, the son of the right prime minister, takes great care of Jiang Caiwei, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name."

"Jiang Caiwei is the future crown princess, Lu Chengyu won't think anything wrong about her, right?"

"Who is this woman in yellow? How dare she stain Miss Jiang's skirt! ”。

"Fortunately, the prince and the princess went elsewhere, otherwise the woman in yellow would have faced a lot of trouble."