I don't know if it was because I saw Xing Xiu, or because I saw so many customers, Ami was very excited, and he said excitedly: "Childe, many people say that our store is good, and Ami has seen so many people for the first time!" ”

Xing Xiu smiled and said, "Okay, don't get too excited." Where's your sister? ”

Ami scratched her head: "There are too many people. Sister Fan may be too busy to take a break. Childe has something to ask Ami to tell. ”

"It's nothing, just to come and see." Xing Xiu estimated the hour, "Tell Sister Fan, I'll come back when there are fewer people in the store at noon." ”

Ami nodded again and again: "Yes, childe." ”

When Xing Xiu walked back to the carriage, she said hello to Wang Zhenyi in the other carriage and asked them to get off the carriage, and she booked a private room in the teahouse.

Xiao Bo also put on a mask and stood in front of the teahouse, his identity and appearance were too eye-catching to be easily exposed.

Xing Xiu walked towards him and entered the teahouse with him.

Wang Zhenyi helped Qin Shaoyue to follow.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse led them to the box on the second floor. When taking the stairs, Xing Xiu and Xiao Bo were walking in front of Wang Zhenyi, Wang Zhenyi took a casual look and found a wonderful place.

"How do you two have the same folding fan?"

Xing Xiu looked down at the folding fan on Xiao Bo and his waist, the lines on the fan handle were exactly the same, half an immortal crane was vivid on the folded fan handle, and the tassel decoration at the end of the fan handle was also the same.

Looking at it this way, she really resembles his folding fan.

Mrs. Qi would never give her a fake, and Xiao Bo would never wear a fake.

It may be that the fan was made by the same person, which makes the style so similar.

Xiao Bo rarely didn't look at Wang Zhenyi coldly, but said with a slight mockery: "The painting of the folding fan is from the handwriting of Mr. Wang Xianrui, and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites doesn't recognize it." ”

Qin Shaoyue said in a low voice: "Zhenyi is also surnamed Wang." ”

Wang Zhenyi suddenly blushed, because he was still a member of the Wang family, and he didn't even recognize his family's handwriting!

"Mr. Wang Xianrui's high attainments in painting have been heard of all over the world, and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites still needs to learn more." Xiao Bo said coldly, "The two folding fans look similar, but they have their own characteristics. ”

Xiao Bo didn't seem to want to say more, so he stopped after saying a word, which made Wang Zhenyi feel sullen, what is the difference between the two folding fans?

After a small episode, Xiao Bo and Xing Xiu continued to walk up.

Wang Zhenyi was still in a jam, but Qin Shaoyue's dark eyes fell on the folding fan on the waists of the two people in front of him.

Xiao Bo is on the left, and Xing Xiu is on the right. The two folding fans are one to the right and the other to the left, and the two folding fans sometimes collide together, sometimes separate and close together, as if attractive.

When the folding fans were pasted together, the two cranes on the handle of the fan turned into mandarin ducks and snuggled together tightly......

The corners of Qin Shaoyue's mouth bent upwards coldly, but he didn't say anything when he saw through it.

Xing Xiu ordered the lighter Pu'er tea in the teahouse, and the rest of the people also ordered their favorite teas.

Xiao Bo and Xing Xiu sat together, which made Wang Zhenyi, who was sitting opposite Xiao Bo, uncomfortable.

It's obviously a character I admire, why can't I like it when I get close?

Wang Zhenyi comforted herself that Xiao Bo was originally a cold-blooded and ruthless prime minister, and he was in a high position, so he had to be ruthless.

Thinking about it this way, Wang Zhenyi's heart is not very blocked.