Chapter Twenty-Five: The Little Girl in Pink

All the food and clothing are purchased by Cheng Xue alone, so the people in the house will not pay much attention to her actions.

"Where to go?" Standing at the door of the General's Mansion, a servant guarding the door stretched out his hand to stop her and asked in a businesslike tone.

Wearing such a mask for the first time, Sun Qingyi was afraid that something would go wrong, and she sneaked out during the grounding period, and it might be as simple as kneeling in the ancestral hall if she was discovered.

"Go buy some rouge for the eldest lady and come back." Sun Qingyi said delicately, she tried her best to imitate Cheng Xue's usual movements, her eyebrows were low, but her eyes were carefully watching the servant's movements.

"Go, go, go." As soon as he heard Sun Qingyi's name, the servant sneered unceremoniously, waved his hand indifferently, and signaled for release.

A false alarm!

Sun Qing settled down, and after confirming that the servant did not doubt herself, she walked quickly towards the outside of the general's mansion.

The first time she felt that coming to this world didn't seem so bad, maybe she could find more interesting things besides the fake leather mask.

Holding the basket, Sun Qingyi walked quietly, walking around the streets according to the road map in her mind, and she had memorized the streets in front of the General's Mansion.

The life of the ancients was not as complex and diverse as that of modern people, and in addition to places such as Qinglou, there were also some teahouses and blocked halls where people gathered.

Everything in this world makes her feel new, and she can't wait to find out how the people here live, and only in these places can she learn more about it, so that her Wanhualou can open as soon as possible.

"Yo, this girl, please come inside." As soon as he walked to the door, Xiao Er of the teahouse greeted him warmly, and the teahouse extending in all directions was full of guests.

After Sun Qingyi asked for a bowl of tea, she quietly enjoyed the scenery outside the window, but her ears did not let go of all kinds of subtle sounds in the teahouse.

She wants people, she wants money, and here, she can give her resources.

Xu is Sun Qing is not a coincidence, a bowl of tea just served by Xiao Er, and before he could drink it, he was knocked over by a figure suddenly rushing in from outside the window.

When she stood firmly in front of Sun Qingyi, she saw that the other party was a little girl about fifteen years old, even if she herself was only sixteen years old, but with her age in that world, she could now be regarded as an old man.

"I'm sorry." The little girl playfully stuck out her tongue, looked out the window with her clever eyes, and quickly shrank under the table.

Sun Qing looked out puzzled, and several sturdy-looking men on the side of the street searched around in the crowd, and when they met someone, they asked him if he had seen a little girl in pink.

However, this sturdy man, with bruises all over his face, made their already vicious appearance even more terrifying.

When I saw this look, I was frightened, and where could I still speak, several children on the street were scared and cried.

It turned out to be like this, it seemed that what the other party was looking for was the little girl hidden under his desk, Sun Qingyi calmly glanced down, and saw the little girl staring at her pitifully begging face.

"Hey, have you seen a little girl in a pink dress, probably this tall." The man asked Sun Qingyi at the window with a fierce look, his irritable expression gave people a kind of if you dare to say that you don't know how to break your neck immediately.

Didn't see it. Sun Qingyi pondered for a few seconds, and said lightly, although she didn't know the reason, but for some reason, she had a good impression of this little girl in pink.

Unable to ask for any useful information, the man gave a fierce look and walked away, continuing to interrogate others on the street.

It wasn't until they were far away that Sun Qingyi motioned for her to come out, but fortunately she chose a small cubicle for quiet, and the cubicles were blocked with draperies, and no one saw the little girl except her.

"I don't thank you for my kindness, I will repay you in the future." The little girl hugged her fist at Sun Qingyi with a sense of ceremony, and said generously, behaving very much like a practitioner.

"It's okay, it's just a prison of hands." Sun Qingyi responded politely, a person's life is so short, and it is too solemn to say that he will repay something.

"No, aren't you happy?" The little girl frowned, and a small face carved in pink suddenly enlarged in front of Sun Qingyi's eyes, and the two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

She thought that she was not like a girl enough, but there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people.

Sun Qing stepped back unaccustomedly, she was good at seeing through other people's minds and hiding her own thoughts, but she was so easy to see through.

She was indeed unhappy, because she had encountered a troublesome thing that was difficult to solve, the imperial city was in Chujing, who would dare to disobey at the feet of the Son of Heaven? Therefore, the custom of male superiority and inferiority of women here is also the most thoroughly implemented.

Almost all of her daughter's house is at home, and she has just walked around the street several times, and except for some older women, even women are extremely rare.

"Why aren't you happy?" The little girl asked persistently, and said with a righteous face, "If you tell me, I can consider helping you solve your trouble." ”

Sun Qingyi hooked the corners of her lips helplessly, what can such a young child help her?

She is not used to showing the weakness in her heart, especially since she has only known this little girl for a few minutes, so she immediately changed the topic and asked: "You better go home quickly, sneak out, won't the family worry?"

"I just didn't want to go home and ran out, those people couldn't beat me, and my father forced me to practice martial arts with them all day long." At the mention of this, the little girl hugged her chest dissatisfiedly and said.

This sentence really surprised Sun Qingyi, a fifteen-year-old girl, a few men with strong physiques can't beat it, and she can't see that her small body actually contains so much energy.

"You...... So able to fight? Sun Qingyi was surprised to confirm, it was really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, and she was worried that she couldn't find a girl who knew martial arts to teach the girls in Wanhualou martial arts.

The little girl blinked her starry eyes and smiled weirdly, "Do you want to try?" ”

"That's not necessary, if you don't want to go home, I can take you somewhere." Sun Qingyi said calmly, she didn't want to try to die, if she knew martial arts, she wouldn't be sitting here in distress now.

"Where? Your home? The little girl didn't recognize her life at all, and she seemed to be extremely familiar with Sun Qingyi in a few words.

"Wanhualou."

Taking a leisurely sip of tea, Sun Qingyi said calmly.

Why did she suddenly feel like she was abducting and trafficking underage girls?