"Xiyun, if you want me to say that you are too good to your cousin, what does she have? Isn't it just rich? Are you still afraid that you won't have money to spend? Sun Yurou said to Lin Xiyun while picking out clothes

"That's it, Xiyun, you are so good to her, and your aunt will not treat you better than your own daughter, why fight so hard? I don't have you and your cousin as much as I am" Rong Milin fell in love with a blue floral skirt and gestured to her body

Lin Xiyun just smiled and didn't say anything.

A bunch of fools. Shangshu Mansion in the capital, that's Shangshu Mansion! With such a good official position, if she stammers well, it is not impossible to marry a prince in the future, and people like you who are unforgiving with a mouth like you don't even want to kill pigs.

Su Zhiruo on the side was stunned, holding her fingers and not speaking.

Feng's light eyes narrowed, this Su Zhiruo is definitely not simple. She's not stupid at all, and it's likely that she's pretending. But Feng Qingqing couldn't think of why for a while.

Su Zhiruo, who felt her eyes, looked at her, Feng was startled, and quickly took a piece of clothing and gestured.

Sure enough, she has already hidden it so deeply, ordinary people can't detect her gaze, there is only one possibility, Su Zhiruo's martial arts skills are not low.

Feng Qingqing took the initiative to walk to Su Zhiruo's side, handed her a sugar gourd, grinned and said, "Zhiruo, I am Feng Qingqing from the Prime Minister's Mansion!" ”

Su Zhiruo took a bite of the sugar gourd and nodded

"Why don't you speak?" Feng Qingqing tried her best to pretend her tone like a child.

"Why am I talking?" Su Zhiruo's voice was soft and glutinous

Very nice to hear

but swallowed Feng lightly.

"Does Zhiruo like to eat?"

"Hmm"

"Zhiruo, is your father Shangshu?"

"Hmm"

"Zhiruo, let's be good friends, okay?"

"Hmm"

“…… Is Zhiruo good-looking? ”

"Hmm"

“………… Zhiruo, am I your father? ”

"Hmm...... Well? ”

Su Zhiruo, who was quietly eating sugar gourds, was frightened.

Looking at Su Zhiruo, whose tears were about to come out, Feng Qingqing closed her mouth.

Xiang'er: "Miss ......" That's why you can't find a friend.

Su Zhiruo: "......"

……

When it was almost dark, Feng Qingqing finally bought everything she wanted to buy, and went home with Xiang'er.

"Miss, how do you get in?" Xiang'er carried a bunch of things in her hand, recalling the grievances when she climbed the wall and went out, and she was a little afraid

"Go over the wall and go in" Feng Qingqing finished eating the last piece of barbecue, and threw the bamboo skewers casually.

Xiang'er wanted to cry a little without tears, and climbed the wall to go in~

I saw Feng lightly lifting her skirt, running a few steps hard, turning in with the help of an ox cart, and just sitting on the begonia tree.

Xiang'er wanted to cry a little. She can't get in!

"Miss, how do you get in?"

"Coming in over the wall"

"Slave, slave can't do it~"

"Oh, this, there's a dog hole over there, the last time I saw the king's steward, Wangcai's fortune went in from here, it's very easy"

Xiang'er: "......"