Fu Bin saw that Fu Nuo did not respond to her, so he instructed the coachman and got out of the carriage.

He followed Fu Nuo and shouted a few times, but still did not get a response, Fu Bin began to have some doubts, so he followed Fu Nuo closely, afraid that something would happen to her.

Fu Nuo stood at the door of the pawnshop, raised his head to look at the somewhat old plaque, took a deep breath, and his eyes were a little moist.

Lu Wu was a little painful by Fu Nuo's hand, and she asked nervously, "Miss, what do you want to pawn?"

Fu Nuo looked at her, her face was a little pale, she smiled stiffly, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her leg and entered the pawnshop.

When the young man standing at the door saw someone coming in, he no longer yawned, but cheered up and entertained Fu Nuo and a few people with a smile on his face: "Guest officer, do you want to pawn something?" Can you take it out, let the small one pass by, estimate the price, and give the guest officer a satisfactory price. ”

"Let your shopkeeper come out." Fu Nuo went straight to a chair and sat down.

Xiao Er is also a good observer, he didn't say much, he directly agreed with a smile, and turned to the back.

And Fu Bin behind him was a little strange, and asked: "Sister, but there is a shortage of silver, there is no silver, I will give it to you, why do you want to pawn things?"

Fu Nuo shook his head, patted the chair next to him, and said, "I just want to come and meet the shopkeeper here." ”

"You know? Younger sister. Fu Bin was confused and sat next to Fu Nuo.

Fu Nuo didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head and let Fu Bin think whatever he wanted.

Soon, the shopkeeper came out, he bent down, first saluted Fu Bin, and then saluted Fu Nuo, and asked with a smile: "Which distinguished guest wants to pawn something?" Don't let the small one take a look, don't tell you, the small one hasn't walked through the eyes, you can rest assured. ”

Fu Nuo grabbed the chair in his hand, stared at the unfamiliar face in front of him with wide eyes, the shopkeeper in his previous life said that he was a white and chubby middle-aged man, and the shopkeeper at this time was clearly much younger and thinner.

"I'm not here to be a thing, I'm going to see your treasurer. Where is your shopkeeper? Fu Nuo asked incredulously.

"Don't hide it from the nobles, the little one is the shopkeeper of this pawnshop."

"You're not, I know, don't lie to me, let your stewards come out, I want to see her, I have something to talk about."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he said with an embarrassed face: "There is only one shopkeeper here, nobleman, are you mistaken?" ”

Fu Nuo turned his head, glanced at Fu Bin, then grabbed his sleeve and said with some pleading: "Brother, you go back first, please, I have something very important." ”

Looking at Fu Nuo's pleading, Fu Bin thought for a while, glanced at the shopkeeper, could only nod in agreement, and got up and walked out.

And Fu Nuo also took Lu Wu and the others out, then looked at the shopkeeper and said, "There is no one else, can you let the people in charge come out?" ”

"But noble, it's just me and the young man here. This pawnshop is a villain. ”

"Hongling, Hongling, you come out. I know you're here. You go out, I want to see you. When Fu Nuo heard what the shopkeeper said, he stood up and walked back with a flustered face.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to stop Fu Nuo, so he could only follow.

Fu Nuo relied on his memory to walk behind the dark grid but found that he couldn't open it.

"Nobleman, what are you looking for, the little one will help you find it." The shopkeeper bent over and said cautiously.

"How so? How so? I can't be mistaken, Hongling, Hongling, you come out, you come out. Fu Nuo cried out in desperation, and she kept tapping the plank.

Just screamed for a long time, and there was still no Hongling's cool voice to respond to her, Fu Nuo couldn't believe it, she sat on the ground dejectedly, covered her cheeks, and tears kept pouring out of her fingers.

Is it just a dream of my own, I am seriously ill and have a nightmare? It didn't happen in his previous life, it was just an illusion.

Fu Nuo cried enough, and stood up a little dejected.

The shopkeeper carefully curryed favor with Fu Nuo.

Fu Nuo couldn't hear it at all, her mind was already chaotic, as if there was a little light, but she couldn't find the source of the light.

Fu Bin looked at Fu Nuo, puzzled, but didn't say anything, and helped Fu Nuo into the carriage.

When she arrived at Fu's door, Fu Nuo hurriedly said goodbye to Fu Bin and wanted to return to her yard, but unexpectedly, Fu Bin stopped her.

"Sister, no matter what you do, you have to think about it."

Fu Nuo bit his lip and agreed.

Fu Bin wanted to speak and stopped, he glanced at Fu Nuo, and said jokingly: "It's really a female college eighteen changes, I just felt that you didn't look like my sister anymore, but like a different person." ”

When Fu Nuo heard this, he chuckled in his heart, lowered his head, and said, "Third brother, where is this?" ”

"Don't think about it, sister, I'm ......."

"I will always be your sister, third brother, don't tell your mother, lest she worry."

Fu Bin hesitated for a moment, looked at Fu Nuo's eyes full of pleading, and had to nod slightly.

Fu Nuo quickly saluted Fu Bin, then turned his head and fled quickly.

Fu Nuo couldn't figure it out, she remembered it clearly, how could she admit that she was wrong, where was Hongling? Or rather, Hongling is just a dream of her own.

It's already the middle of summer, and I know that I am screaming endlessly in the trees, which is annoying. The courtyard was full of purple and red, but it was sunburned, and no matter how delicate the flowers were, they were also sluggish.

Fu Nuo has not left the house recently, so he meditates in the house and learns from Mr. Xu.

She was playing a kite in the corridor with a cool breeze.

What Mr. Xu taught her was too obscure, and her fingers were broken through the skin, but she still couldn't play this song well.

Listening to the footsteps, Fu Nuo's piano stopped abruptly, she was a little annoyed, and looked at Dongmei who came in a hurry with a sullen face.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that Fu Nuo was unhappy, Dongmei stopped, hurriedly saluted, and whispered, "Miss, there is your post." ”

"Bring it ......."

Fu Nuo took the letter handed to him by Dongmei, opened it and looked at it, and the beautiful handwriting on the letter jumped into his eyes.

It turned out to be Zi Yexun's post, and there was a flower viewing festival in a few days, and Zi Yexun invited Fu Nuo to go together.

Fu Nuo glanced at it, then put the gilded post aside, sighed, and prepared to continue playing.

"But the post from the Purple Night King's Mansion?"

Fu Nuo listened to the voice, and quickly got up, it turned out to be Mr. Xu, so he hurriedly saluted and said, "Mr. Hui's words are a post from the Purple Night King's Mansion to students." ”

"Take it, I'll take a look."

"Yes......."

Fu Nuobi respectfully handed over the post.

Mr. Xu opened it and looked at it, and said, "Are you going to go?"

"No, sir, I'm not good at learning, and I haven't practiced this song, so I still don't join in the fun."

"In today's capital, the best person who plays tunes is Xia Qianqian, you can meet her as a teacher."