Si Xueyi turned around and couldn't see her, so she hurriedly turned around.

But I suddenly saw her in front of a stall and saw her shopping with someone.

The boss shouted: "Passing by, passing by, don't miss it, this is the best hairpin in Kyoto, even the princess of the current dynasty has to praise it."

Feng Yueli took the hairpin on the stall and looked at it, and couldn't help but say, "Boss, is it really as good as you say?"

The boss was a middle-aged woman, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile: "Of course, little girl, I see that you are so beautiful, with this hairpin in your hand, it will definitely be better-looking."

Si Xueyi walked over by himself.

He was dressed in white and had black hair, and his clothes and hair were flowing and flowing, untied or untied.

Slightly fluttering, lined with a figure hanging in mid-air, it looks like a world immortal descended into the world.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes shone with a thousand kinds of glass.

The appearance is picturesque, and it doesn't look like a real person at all.

This kind of demeanor has surpassed everything in the world.

He just wears a white robe casually, and he definitely doesn't look better than him.

Xueyi's voice was clear: "Boss, I bought this hairpin for her."

The boss was very happy when he saw Si Xueyi coming to buy the things on her stall: "Yo, isn't this Si Yi?" You've got a great eye. ”

Feng Yueli accepted the hairpin with satisfaction, raised her head abruptly, and looked at Si Xueyi seriously: "I heard from the people of Si Yi's Mansion that if a young girl accepts a gift from a man, she must be grateful."

Si Xueyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? So? ”

Feng Yueli took the bracelet in her hand and put it in Si Xueyi's hand: "You bought something for me, then I'll give you this, what do you think?"

Her expression was very serious, and there was no pretense in the slightest.

It simply made Si Xueyi cry and laugh.

The corners of Si Xueyi's mouth swept a smile: "Thank you, Miss Yueli."

He heard the voice of Rong Jingchen speaking in the distance.

hurriedly pulled Feng Yueli away, Feng Yueli left with Si Xueyi for some reason.

Rong Jingchen sat on a stall in front of a noodle restaurant.

The facial features are deep, the face is bewitching, but the expression is light and indifferent, and he is not shocked.

A pair of beautiful jet-black eyes are eye-catching.

Dressed in a dark robe, the golden crown tied up the inky hair, and draped over the shoulders.

Yue Ke poured a glass of wine for Rong Jingchen: "Your Majesty, I have been looking for a day today, but I still can't find the news."

Rong Jingchen picked up the wine glass and drank it.

The dark eyes swept a bleak trace of despair.

Thinned lips pursed lightly, without a hint of joy: "Keep looking until you find it."

Yue Ke felt sorry for his master: "But...... The Emperor ......"

Rong Jingchen's face crossed the color of displeasure.

Yue Ke didn't continue.

The former master never drank alcohol, and even if he did, it was only for entertainment.

These days, but I have been drinking every day.

Originally, it was an old illness left by a previous injury, and if you continue to drink like this.

I'm afraid that the master's body will not be able to hold on.

Before Yue Ke's words burst out of his lips, he raised his eyes.

Seeing Rong Jingchen, there didn't seem to be any signs of drunkenness.

The whole person looks cold and arrogant, domineering, but also lonely.

There was never any joy on that face these days.

I don't like to talk much.

Rong Jingchen got up and came: "Yue Ke, go back to the palace."

Yue Ke was about to nod, and Rong Jingchen vaguely smelled Feng Yueli's breath.

He rushed out of the crowd like crazy and looked around.

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