After sitting in the dilapidated room for nearly an hour, Yun Lang rubbed his sore legs and walked out of the door. Compared to when he came, Yun Lang obviously felt refreshed, and a stone that had been blocked in his heart for several days finally fell to the ground. He looked at the moon overhead, humming a little tune and walking home.

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"Hurry, hurry, don't be late." Before dawn, Qiao Xiya urged Chunling and Xia He to dress up.

"Don't worry, girl, it's too late." Chunling smiled and inserted a hairpin into the cloud-like green silk bun, Qiao Xiya looked left and right at the bronze mirror, and only after finding nothing wrong did she get up.

"Girl, wear it." Xia He took a set of lotus-colored wide-sleeved long dresses, which shone like purple pearls in the light of candlelight.

"It's good, gentle and atmospheric." Chunling smiled and took the shirt and put it on for Qiao Xiya. Jade pendants, forbidden steps, tassels, sachets, one by one tied around the waist.

"Okay, let's go, I have to go to the Golden Building to get a hairpin." Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Qiao Xiya was very satisfied.

The carriage trotted all the way towards the Golden Building through the morning mist, and through the morning mist, Qiao San saw from a distance that the shopkeeper of the Golden Building was already standing at the door of the Golden Building with a gold-painted wooden box.

"Girl." Seeing that the carriage stopped steadily in front of him, the shopkeeper of the Golden Building stepped forward and handed over the box.

Chunling jumped out of the car, took the box, opened it gently, and a gorgeous golden hairpin appeared in front of her.

Qiao Xiya took the golden hairpin and looked at it, the two geese flew like wings, and the golden silk was strung with fiery red coral beads, which turned into a blooming and Tinalan jacquard behind the geese.

"Sure enough, it's ingenious." Qiao Xiya was very satisfied and couldn't help but admire. Then he carefully put the golden hairpin back into the box and put it in his arms.

"It's a silver ticket. I wish the shopkeeper a prosperous business." Chunling handed over a silver ticket, shallow and blessed, turned around and got into the carriage, and rushed to the grass in the suburbs.

"Dare to ask if it's Miss Qiao's carriage?" As soon as he got close to the meadow, Qiao San heard someone asking not far away.

When the carriage approached, Qiao San saw where a little maid in a coarse cloth short coat was standing.

"Dare to ask, is it Miss Qiao's carriage?" The little maid asked again.

"Exactly." Qiao San replied.

"My girl asked me to greet Miss Joe." The little maid quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come up." Chunling opened the curtain and invited the little girl into the car.

"What's your name?" Chunling looked at the little girl who was shivering from the cold and asked curiously.

"Sophora flowers." The little maid timidly replied.

"How old are you?" Chunling couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she looked at the young Huaihua, "On such a cold morning, why don't you wear one more piece of clothing?"

"I...... I'm in too much of a hurry to get out." The voice of the acacia flower was so small that she almost couldn't hear it.

Xia He, who was in the carriage, heard the conversation between the two outside the carriage, took off his cloak and handed it out.

"Aren't you cold?" Qiao Xiya looked at Xia He.

"The slave maid saw the little maid, she was too thinly dressed, the slave maid didn't have a cloak, and it wouldn't be too cold, but if she had this cloak, it would be warm." Xia He smiled.

"Thank you, sister." The locust flower outside the curtain took the cloak and draped it on her body, and the residual body temperature of the cloak made the locust flower quickly warm up.

Under the guidance of Huaihua, the carriage came to the door of a half-new house.

"Is this it?" Chunling looked around and couldn't help frowning. It was too quiet, not to mention the lively banquet, and even at the gate, there were no lanterns with the word "happy" posted, only two half-worn lanterns swaying gently in the morning breeze.

With Xia He's support, Qiao Xiya jumped out of the carriage and glanced at the deserted house, with a trace of doubt in her heart, and at the same time a trace of sadness. She walked up to the little maid and whispered, "Is this the place?"

"Yes." Huaihua nodded, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face.

Qiao Xiya sighed, it seems that this should be the place. She stepped forward and was about to knock on the door, but there was an argument in the door before her

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"Yunlang, you said that you would marry me with ten miles of red makeup after you got the top prize, did you forget?" Zhuang Yumeng's voice was faintly crying.

"Shout what you want!" An old woman scolded viciously, "It's really blind for our family to marry you into the door! Looking at your parents who are seriously ill, they will not be able to support you in the future, and it is inconvenient to ask for more dowries, so we welcomed you in, but I didn't expect it to be a chicken that doesn't lay eggs! Don't think that your Lang Jun is the champion now, you are the champion lady, you are noble and have status, I am still the champion and his wife! It's still ten miles of red makeup, and you don't look in the mirror, do you deserve it!"

"Mother-in-law," Zhuang Yumeng cried, "I have been in the door for nearly ten years, in the past ten years, I have been a cow and a horse, hard work, and I have been respectful and obedient to you and my father-in-law, and I have never been disobedient or filial, I have worked hard, made money to support my family, and provided for Yunlang to study, where did I do not do well, so that you always look down on me......

"You know you've been in the house for ten years!" The old woman snorted coldly, "How have we treated you in the past ten years? Give you food, give you clothes and clothing, if it weren't for us, you would be a doll without a father and a mother, I'm afraid you would have frozen to death and starved to death on the streets! But what about you? I don't give birth to children, and I still occupy a position, so that we can't welcome the bride into the door, you are sincere and want to cut off our family!" As she spoke, the old woman cried out at the top of her throat, "Tell me, where we can't stop you! Why do you want us to be cut off! Why is your heart so vicious! It's a femme fatale!"

The old woman's counts made Zhuang Yumeng in the door and Chunling outside the door unable to bear it. Chunling took three steps and two steps, stepped forward, kicked open the door of the hidden house, stood at the door, and glared angrily at the old woman who was sitting on the ground: "How can this be true!"

"Who are you?!" The old woman was obviously frightened by the sound of the door kicking open and Chunling's momentum, so much so that she still sat on the ground and forgot to get up.

"Girl......" Huaihua's small voice came from behind Chunling, breaking the deadlock.

"It's you little hoof! I said, why didn't I see you early in the morning, it turned out that I went to your house to move this waste rescuer!" As soon as the old woman saw the acacia flower, she immediately came to her senses, got up from the ground with a bone, and threw herself at the acacia flower, "Look at me, I have to tear your mouth and break your leg today!" So that you know who is in charge of this family!"

"Third Master Qiao!" Seeing that the old woman was getting more and more fierce, Qiao Xiyaden's face darkened.

"Bang!" Before the old woman could react, Qiao San stopped in front of Huaihua, and the old woman only felt like she had hit a copper wall, and her internal organs were almost squirting out of her mouth. Qiao Sanyi twisted the old woman's arm and pressed her to the ground.