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Yin Xue looked at the stall owner selling chickens in front of her, and was thinking about whether to buy a chicken for Leng Huaping to make up for her body, who knew that Yin Zhu had already spoken: "Miss, don't buy you a chicken to make up for your body?" ”

"Call me what?" Leng Huaping looked at the silver candle suspiciously, obviously she was wearing men's clothes, and she didn't have any eyesight.

"Childe, the slave is wrong." Silver Candle said with his head down.

"I'll have to remember it next time!" The cold painting screen reminded with satisfaction.

"Do you want that son!" Yinxue asked.

"Of course, didn't you see Ben Gongzi so thin?" Leng Huaping asked rhetorically, which made the silver candle come forward and buy one and take it back.

This road was accompanied by Yinxue.

"Childe, do you have anything you want to buy?" Yin Xue looked at Leng Huaping, who didn't have any thoughts of shopping on the way, so she asked.

"Nothing, just take a look." Although Leng Huaping said that this was casual to see, her eyes kept staring straight ahead.

Yinxue looked in that direction and didn't find anything strange.

But this is different in the eyes of the cold painting screen, because the woman who bought the hairpin in front of her is Mrs. Dongfang's maid Yuan'er.

Leng Huaping was puzzled by the fact that Yuan'er, as Mrs. Dongfang's personal maid, was not by Mrs. Dongfang's side at this moment, but came out alone. But it's worth taking a good look.

Although Yuan'er looked like she was shopping, the cold painting screen could see that her mind was not on it at all, but kept looking at the direction of the city gate.

Leng Huaping said that there was only the noise of people coming and going, but next to Leng Huaping was a teahouse, looking at Yuan'er who had stayed in that stall for a long time and didn't want to leave, Leng Huaping stayed in Yinxue and went to the teahouse, and deliberately chose a place where you could see Yuan'er and the city gate.

"Childe, are we here to listen to books?" Yin Xue looked puzzled, feeling that her young lady had no spare time at all!

"Naturally not, your young lady, but I have something important to do!" Leng Huaping beckoned to Yinxue, pointed to Yuan'er, who still didn't understand, and said, "Have you looked at the girl in red?" ”

Yin Xue took a look and thought well. But how could my own young lady suddenly pay attention to an older girl?

Don't......

"Childe, why can't you like such an old girl!" Yin Xue's brain suddenly twitched, and she cried at the cold painting screen.

Leng Huaping took a deep breath very helplessly, "Yinxue, I always thought that you were well-organized and neat, and you knew me." I didn't expect that I had only been in contact with Silver Candle for a few days, how can your brain be the same as her, unclear, and you don't see what my identity is! ”

"Yes, Childe. The slave knew she was wrong. Yinxue stuck out her tongue, making people not know if what she had just done was true or false, "But I don't know who this girl is, which attracted so much attention from the child!" ”

"She! But Mrs. Dongfang's personal maid. Leng Huaping said with interest.

"Why is the underwear here, is it the instruction of the Oriental Lady?" Yinxue wondered.

"Who knows, I've been staring at the city gate since I saw her from the beginning, and I don't know who I'm waiting for!" Leng Huaping touched his chin and pondered.

"Are you waiting for a lover?" Yinxue guessed.

Leng Huaping shook his head: "Absolutely impossible, the person she likes is the city lord!" ”

"Oh my God!"

"Oh my God!"

The crowd suddenly erupted in a voice similar to that of Yinxue: "The envoy is finally here!" ”

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