The night is as cool as water, and a little moonlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves in front of the courtyard.

Extremely quickly, the streamer dimmed for a moment, as natural as the breeze blowing the branches and leaves.

Changning stopped practicing boxing and stood up straight, looked around and didn't find anything wrong, but she still put on her coat and went back to the house.

The moment she turned her head, the moonlight hit her head, and the simple but oily wood of the wooden hairpin lit up.

The wind stopped, and the sparse figure fell in the courtyard.

After some time, he walked into the house.

There were more than 30 girls squeezed on the Chase shop, all of them were the same petite, and it was really not easy to find the girl who practiced boxing before, but he stopped in front of Changning accurately.

A quick glance at it can discern subtle differences, and few people in the world can have this eyesight.

But men are not arrogant, and they are indifferent and do not eat the fireworks of the world.

He reached out and touched the girl's hair.

The hands are distinctly jointed, white and slender to remind people of the thin cold plum branches in winter, and there is indeed a refreshing fragrance on the fingertips, as well as a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips, which shows that this person is proficient in string music.

Sure enough, he is an extremely elegant man.

But the elegant man's face showed a bit of unusual amusement at the moment.

The girl's eyebrows were furrowed, obviously not sleeping soundly, but he was sure that he would take the hairpin without waking her up, but his hand stopped in front of the girl's forehead and did not move.

Because the wooden hairpin is not in the girl's hair at the moment, but ......

The man glanced at him, then turned away again.

The girl is developing quite well, and a simple hairpin is squeezed out between the two small steamed buns that bulge slightly.

What a cunning child.

The man shook his head, and the gentleman did something and didn't do anything.

Since the girl vigilantly hid the hairpin in such a place, even if he could take it out quietly, he would not do it.

A gust of wind blew, and Changning frowned and opened his eyes.

The room was still empty, with a cold and wet dampness, but there was an unusual fragrance in the dampness.

Changning frowned, and when he inhaled again, he didn't smell anything.

She patted her chest and hid the hairpin deeper, after all, her current status is not convenient to suddenly have a wooden hairpin.

Changning looked at the sky and fell asleep again, but he didn't know that he was already under surveillance.

The supervising grandmother here is also a little tired of eating dishes.

Changning deliberately only makes that dish, like a beauty who captivates the country and the city, and the beauty is a little less novel when facing the beauty every day.

She held the heat, and suddenly the taste of this meal changed, and a refreshing cold salad was added, and the grandmothers ate so happily, but the second meal was gone.

"It's not that Shanyun doesn't want to, but yesterday's meal used up all the wild vegetables in the vicinity, and if you eat it again, you can only go to the market to buy it." Changning said lightly.

The supervising grandmother is still a little hesitant.

"But if I can go to the market, I can buy all the ingredients to make sweet and sour three-silk jelly, or clear hemp bean skin ......" Changning grinned and stopped talking.

She obviously didn't mean to ask for it, but lowered her head to clean up the dishes.

The supervising mama licked her lips and let her go.

Back in the humble kitchen, Changning did not hesitate to open a small stove for himself, and a plate of stir-fried and mixed wild vegetables was sweet and refreshing, and he was very satisfied.

"Good clouds, good clouds." A grandmother came to her, and Changning quickly hid two plates of vegetables under the stove with her hands and feet, holding a bowl of brown rice to eat.

"I've never seen you so dead-eyed, guarding a kitchen and eating dry meals honestly, that Shanyun was no less ...... in the past"

"Mama, I'm Shanyun." Changning put down the bowl and looked honest.

Mama was helpless: "Okay, well, I'll rest assured that you're so honest, this is the vegetable money to buy in five days, and you will go out to buy it tomorrow." ”

Changning took the vegetable money and the token, and Mama left in a hurry.

The girl swept away the previous wooden expression, easily threw the money bag into the air and caught it steadily, and the corners of her lips hooked a smug smile.

Early the next morning, a petite girl walked out of the gate of the official slave department, her straw hat on her head was so low that she could not see her face clearly.

The market in Qing'an County is in the west of the county seat and is the most lively place in the city.

On the street, villagers from outside the city carry vegetable baskets to sell, and there are many local merchants' shops on both sides of the street, such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, groceries, and jewelry.

Changning is certainly not the first time to visit.

It's just that in the past, she was the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, and she traveled with more than a dozen people, and she was a general existence everywhere she went, so naturally she couldn't talk about it.

She squatted down and picked up the potatoes, tilted her head slightly to withdraw her gaze, and asked the price seriously.

The two grandmothers who were secretly following each other around the corner behind him glanced at each other: "I'll just say that Shanyun is an honest person, besides, she has a slave word on her head, can she run." ”

The two of them summed it up, and finally chose to go home.

Changning picked and picked up half a basket of vegetables, and paid for it, but did not mention the vegetables, but explained to the vegetable farmer and asked him to send them to the back door of the official slave department before dusk.

Time became her own.

Changning glanced left and right vigilantly, and disappeared around the corner.

When she reappeared, she had already put down her straw hat to reveal a smooth and clean forehead, but most of the merchants in the city probably remembered her face, so Changning covered her face with Mo Chengyin's handkerchief.

She walked quickly, and in a flash she entered a carpenter's shop.

Outside the door, a young man in Tsing Yi's expression moved slightly.

It turned out that the sentence on his forehead was fake, and even he deceived him.

It's funny.

It's a pity that Changning is not so energetic when he goes out.

The people in the carpenter shop felt that she was unreasonable, what kind of mystery could a wooden hairpin hide, Changning had to come out first, and weighed the wooden hairpin in his palm on the way thoughtfully.

Behind him, the sound of galloping horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

The neighing of the fierce horse galloped on the street, and it actually passed by Changning.

Changning subconsciously turned over and jumped, agile and elegant like a little cheetah.

The owner of the fierce horse turned his head suddenly, and the Liu family rolled over the clouds!

In the flash of light, the face that made her grit her teeth with hatred in her dreams appeared in front of Changning's eyes.

Song Yisheng!

The cloud scroll used by Changning was landing at the critical moment, but Song Yisheng was still distracted on the back of the galloping horse, staring back at her.

The girl turned her head violently to prevent Song Yisheng from seeing her eyes, her feet slipped, and she fell to the ground with a scream.

Song Yisheng snorted coldly and walked away.

Changning was still sitting on the ground, and the onlookers pointed at Song Yisheng's back.

"The title obtained by selling his fiancée's family is shameless......"

"No, I heard that I married a concubine yesterday, and I was spoiled by the sky, and my life is beautiful."

Changning Muran listened.

"Girl, are you alright?" Some well-wishers saw that she hadn't gotten up for a long time and stepped forward to help.

Changning waved her hand to get up from the ground, the crowd dispersed, and she reached out to pick up the wooden hairpin that had rolled to the side.

But she was a step too late.

The hairpin was held down by a very nice hand.