Aunt Zhang saw that Luo Nanyin was interested in her dried meat, and then she smiled again:

"Oh, this jerky doesn't have to be sold outside, this is a craft passed down from my ancestors, no one can make this taste, you can't buy it if you want to! However, since Childe is here with Master Fang, if you want to eat, my Aunt Zhang can give you some. ”

For a moment no one spoke.

Fang Yunting looked in the direction of Luo Nanyin.

Obviously, the courtyard is full of sunshine, but the warm sun shining on Luo Nanyin's body can't dissipate the coldness on her.

After a while, she said, "This jerky is for your daughter?" ”

When Aunt Zhang heard Luo Nanyin mention her daughter again, her face showed some impatience.

"This jerky is so troublesome to make, who will make it for that money-losing goods! This is certainly for my son! ”

Luo Nanyin's eyes narrowed, his eyes were flat, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"So, your daughter has never eaten this jerky?"

Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang seemed to remember something, and said with a look of disgust:

"I didn't want her to eat it, but that money-losing person stole it when she was a child! It's really a young age that he didn't learn well, and he dared to steal his brother's jerky, and I don't know how many times he ate it! Finally, I taught it a lesson! ”

When Aunt Zhang spoke, the horizontal flesh on her face was piled up.

Luo Nanyin clutched the oiled paper bag in his hand tightly and did not say a word more.

I didn't ask Aunt Zhang how she used to teach her daughter.

She couldn't bear to ask.

Seeing that Luo Nanyin's expression was wrong, Fang Yunting stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine."

Luo Nanyin calmed down and said, "Master Fang, let's continue to be busy, I still have some things, so I'll leave first." ”

After that, she didn't stay any longer, and went straight out of the house.

Walking in the long alleyway, a quiet wind blew, and Luo Nanyin felt that his mind was clearer.

The money-losing goods in Aunt Zhang's mouth turned out to be forsythia.

Forsythia had been by her side for so long, and she didn't know anything about it.

He hadn't gone far when he heard footsteps behind him.

"It's noon, and lunch is coming soon, Your Highness can take the carriage back to Fangfu with me for dinner."

Fang Yunting saw that Luo Nanyin was leaving, but he didn't stay, and followed Luo Nanyin out of the house.

But Luo Nanyin said, "No, I want to go out by myself." ”

"But ......"

"No more."

Seeing that Luo Nanyin was very decisive, Fang Yunting couldn't force it anymore, so he just said:

"Then Your Highness can go with the carriage, wait until the streets of Shangjing, and then Your Highness will get off the carriage, and then Weichen will let your maid accompany you."

Luo Nanyin's eyes moved slightly, and finally nodded in agreement.

got into the carriage, and the carriage moved slowly.

Fang Yunting had already asked other officials to ride to Fang Mansion first to pick up Forsythia.

Luo Nanyin sat in the carriage, holding her chin in a daze with her palms.

Fang Yunting saw that Luo Nanyin was obviously on his mind, and he was also absent-minded.

He wanted to ask what was going on, but he didn't feel like he was qualified to ask.

But seeing Luo Nanyin's depressed appearance, he was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Fang Yunting sat on the soft collapse and clenched his fists.

Damn, he wants to bite his nails again!

"Why is Lord Fang anxious again?"

Fang Yunting suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Luo Nanyin holding his chin and looking at him, with a small smile in his eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, and stammered, "No, no anxiety." ”

"Lord Fang, as soon as you are nervous, the tips of your ears will be red."

Luo Nanyin smiled warmly, half-jokingly and half-teasingly: "Lord Fang won't like this palace, right?" ”