This time, without being reminded by the system, Su Yuan also felt that he was giving himself negative emotions and pressure again.

She may have never attacked a monk before, and she didn't agree with the act of pulling the monk off the altar, so she had no confidence in herself this time and often denied herself.

In the past, systematic enlightenment was needed, but this time, the lack of self-confidence just emerged from Su Yuan's head, and she was immediately driven out of her mind.

She secretly cheered herself up in her heart: Su Yuan! If you don't believe it, you have to believe it! You can only succeed and not fail, and if you fail, you need to start all over again. Once is painful enough, do you want to go through it a second time, endlessly repeating it in this world?

She was aroused by her questioning and immediately regained her fighting spirit.

Because of Cheng Hao's physical reasons, the carriage didn't dare to run too fast, it was always at a slow and leisurely pace, and I don't know how long it took for the three of them to arrive in the capital.

Cheng Hao first asked the coachman to send Su Yuan to the Liuli Lane she said, where she lived.

After arriving, Su Yuan ran off the carriage with a happy face, stood at the intersection of Liuli Lane, and politely thanked Cheng Hao in the carriage: "Thank you Miss Cheng for sending me back, Miss Cheng is beautiful and kind, God can't bear it, and I will definitely let Miss's body get better as soon as possible." ”

Cheng Hao leaned against the window, lifted the curtain and looked at her with a smile: "Okay, borrow your auspicious words." ”

After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he glanced at the crowded vegetable market street behind him, and asked Su Yuan uneasily: "Can you go back by yourself?" Do you need me to send Ruoruo to you? ”

Su Yuan hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't bother Miss Cheng, I can go back by myself." ”

Seeing that she refused, Cheng Hao didn't force it, but said, "Okay, you have to be careful by yourself." ”

"Hmm!"

The two said goodbye at the entrance of the vegetable market, and as soon as Su Yuan saw the carriage turn around, she immediately turned around and rushed to Hefu.

On the carriage, Cheng Hao put down the curtain, and turned his head to see Cheng Jing sitting on the side, looking intently at the plain silver butterfly hairpin in his hand.

She couldn't help but be puzzled, pointed to the butterfly hairpin in his hand and asked, "Ah Jing, where did this come from?" ”

As if thinking of something, she smiled, and looked at Cheng Jing with a more inquiring look: "There is no doubt that the butterfly hairpin is something for women...... Could it be that Ah Jing you, do you have a girl you like? ”

Cheng Jingcai came back to look like he was looking back, and when he heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and called out dissatisfiedly: "Sister! ”

He shook the hairpin in his hand: "Where do you want to go, this hairpin was picked up by me on the carriage ground, and it is exactly the same as the one that Miss Zhang wore on her head, presumably it was accidentally dropped by the girl from Fangcai." ”

Cheng Hao said "ah": "I didn't pay attention to Ah Jing and noticed what the hairpin on Miss Zhang's head looked like." Na Ajing...... While Miss Zhang hasn't gone far yet, we will send her this hairpin back. ”

As she spoke, she commanded the outside of the palanquin, and soon the carriage stopped on the side of the road.

Cheng Jing pinched the hairpin in his hand, lifted the sedan curtain, stepped on the edge of the sedan chair, jumped down with a slight jump, and the voice spread with the wind in his ears: "Sister, go back to Chengfu first, I'll go alone!" ”

He walked fast, and when Cheng Hao opened the curtain and looked at him again, he couldn't see his figure anymore.

She smiled helplessly, lowered the curtain, and asked her outside: "Miss, are we waiting for the son here, or should we go home first?" ”

Cheng Hao said: "Forget it, even if you wait for him, he may not come, let's go back first." ”

"Hey, okay."

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Cheng Jing walked non-stop through the crowded crowd of people in the market.

He held the plain silver butterfly hairpin in his hand, frowned slightly, showed a look of displeasure, and kept looking around with an anxious expression, looking for the "Miss Zhang." ”

Then he stopped in front of a meat stall.

The stall owner held the butcher's knife and looked suspiciously at the richly dressed noble boy in front of him, not understanding why he stopped in front of his stall, he had never seen such a rich boy come to buy meat in person.

But when he opened the door to welcome customers and upheld the good quality of the vendors, the stall owner still asked Cheng Jing with a smile: "This son, brother, are you here to buy meat?" ”

Cheng Jing couldn't help frowning deeper by the bloody smell of the pork in front of him, and he shook his head: "No, I have something to ask you." ”

"Lao Wang! Cut me two pieces of fine meat! Be fat and thin, and don't be fresh! ”

"Me too! Lao Wang, bring me two taels of meat and chop it into minced meat! ”

"Okay!"

A few more guests buying meat came to the front, and the stall owner hurriedly greeted the guests, picked up a knife to chop the meat, and did not forget to speak to Cheng Jing on the other side: "This son, if you have anything to ask, ask directly, if I know, I will definitely tell you everything." ”

Unexpectedly, the rich boy in front of him shook his head again: "No need, I already know, I'm sorry for you." ”

As he spoke, he didn't stop, turned around and left the meat stall directly.

The stall owner muttered puzzled as he chopped meat: "What a weirdo." ”

Cheng Jing slowly walked out of the vegetable market.

He looked at the plain silver hairpin in his hand, and a sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth, mixed with mockery.

She said that her father was a butcher, surnamed Zhang, but the only butcher on Fangcai Street was surnamed Wang.

He should have known that she was lying, but he still fell for her, trying to verify whether she was telling the truth.

Miss Zhang, no, she should be called "Miss He" now, but she really played him around.

He had been looking at her in the carriage just now, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the hairpin on her head, which seemed familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It wasn't until she had just left, that he sat in the carriage, and saw through the window her face completely exposed in the sun, and no longer deliberately avoided him with her head bowed, but unscrupulously showed her sparkling eyes and slightly raised corners of her mouth, and his mind was like a flash of thought of the girl who had stopped in front of him a few days ago, crossed her waist and raised her eyebrows at him.

At that time, she was fearless in front of him, and the plain silver butterfly hairpin on her head swayed and swayed, which was very eye-catching.

He didn't know why he remembered a hairpin so clearly, maybe it was because it was difficult for him to meet her gaze, so his gaze involuntarily fell on the ends of her hair.

His impression of this man was undoubtedly bad.

The first time we met, she bullied her sister, and when we met again, she was full of lies to deceive my sister.

Cheng Jing took the hairpin in his hand, and when he thought that this was the stuff of that rude and barbaric woman, he couldn't help but want to throw it away, and he didn't want to take another look.

But out of good quality, he didn't throw away her things arbitrarily, but frowned and put the hairpin in his breast pocket.