The emperor was originally traveling in micro-clothes, and he should try to avoid traveling at night, there are few people at night, and it is easy to be exposed, but in order to let the emperor recognize him as soon as possible, he must go.

The emperor was just about to open his mouth and Guan An came in from outside the door, and said as he ran: "My lord, we have arranged other things tonight, and besides, it is not safe to walk outside at night, if you want to eat, the old slave will arrange it."

The emperor glanced at him: "Since Miss Zhao has kindly invited, there is no reason not to go, of course you want to go, but you don't come to serve for half an afternoon, why are you lazy?"

Mr. Ann cried with a sad face: "Ouch! You have wronged our family, isn't this the boy of Changfeng who rode your black wind away? Our family chased for an afternoon and couldn't catch up, and the old slave's leg was about to break!"

The emperor looked at Shen Junchen: "This kid is crazy all day long, go back and talk about him."

Shen Junchen had a cold face: "Whoever brings it will care!"

"That's your own brother, and he knows how to put on a stinky face all day long, and give it to ......."

Before the emperor finished his words, he saw Shen Junchen looking at Zhao Qianqian with a gentle face: "Let's go."

"Hmm!" Zhao Qianqian responded obediently, and then looked at the emperor: "You are wrong, my husband is the best-looking and gentlest man in the world."

The emperor was stunned for a long time, and goosebumps fell to the ground, but he still said the next sentence: "Put on a stinky face, who will you see?"

"Isn't this something for you to see? It's not what you're used to!" Mr. Ann muttered quietly.

The Emperor glared at him, "What are you muttering?"

Manager An hurriedly responded: "The old slave said, this big night, I'm afraid it's not safe to go out, if you want to go, let's go again tomorrow during the day!"

The emperor was still on fire in his heart, and he said angrily: "Drinking water still chokes people, don't you drink water?"

As a personal servant, you must learn to resist scolding, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and be able to pat on the back.

Manager An was no exception, he smiled with a smile: "What you said is not reasonable, it is always a good thing to be careful, if you really want to go, the old slave will go with you after fighting this old life, and the old slave will go to prepare."

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At the entrance of the academy, Zhao Qianqian rode on a black horse.

Shen Junchen jumped on the horse, held her in his arms, and wrapped her tightly with his own cloak, leaving only one head outside.

"Where?" Shen Junchen asked softly.

Zhao Qianqian turned his head to look at him: "I'm going to see Ye Zichen now, the appointment time is almost up, does Xianggong have anything else?"

He said seriously, "No, I'll take you to the teahouse."

She curled her lips, "Okay."

The horse knows the mind of its owner very well, and it seems to be taking a walk, walking slowly, as if it is deliberately delaying time.

The two of them didn't have any extra words, so the years were quiet.

She thought, "It would be nice if we could go on like this!"

But she knew that such thoughts were an extravagant hope at the moment, and he now had an important task to do.

He just went to report the situation to the emperor, but he happened to see her standing in the courtyard, and he also happened to hear Shen Mengdie and Ye Yuxuan exchanging feelings.

He took advantage of sending her over, and spent such a short time alone with her.

"Xianggong, are you going to travel far away?" She asked, looking up at his handsome face.

He looked down at her, "Well, I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Well, I'll wait for you." She answered, obediently pressed against his chest.

She closed her eyes and felt his heartbeat.

Suddenly the horse stopped, she did not open her eyes, she was afraid that if she did, he would leave.

"Junchen, what are you doing here?" The sound of mortal dust.

Zhao Qianqian scolded secretly: "Nasty ghost."

Shen Junchen didn't pay attention to Fan Chen, and whispered softly, "It's here."

It's a bit too much to put it on.

"Oh." Zhao Qianqian opened her eyes, Shen Junchen hugged her and dismounted, helped her straighten her clothes, and gently stroked her smooth and jade-like face, and said softly, "Ding Chong will come in a while."

Pick you up."

Zhao Qianqian looked at his affectionate actions, his heart was about to melt, and his face was full of happiness.

She reached out and hugged his waist, and pressed her little face against his chest: "No, it's very close to go back here, I'll finish the talk soon, and I'll go to Qian Mantang to pack the night's dishes and go back in a while, you are all careful, don't be reluctant, don't force it, you are not alone now, and I am waiting for you."

Shen Junchen held her hand and tightened it again, lowered his head, and dropped a kiss on her forehead, in a voice that only she could hear: "I will miss you."

Fanchen waited for a long time and didn't see Zhao Qianqian come up, and stretched out his head from the second floor to see that the two of them were still in Qingqing.

He smacked his lips: "Tsk, you two, it's good in broad daylight, is that good?" The flesh is numb!"

"Who are you talking about?" Jin Yu stretched out her head from behind Fan Chen and asked.

Then he grabbed Fan Chen's ears: "The little couple shows affection, what are you anxious about?" Come in and don't disturb them."

Fan Chensheng was dragged into it without love, and Jinyu stretched out his head and smiled all over his face: "You go on."

The two of them said goodbye as if no one was around, and Zhao Qianqian looked at Shen Junchen's departing back, his nose sour.

She raised her head and forcibly held back her tears, she couldn't cry, she wasn't such an emotional person, she had to be rational.

She wants to be the best version of herself, stay in the best shape and wait for him to come back.

She took a deep breath and turned to go up to the second floor.

Jinyu saw her come in and ran over to hold her hand: "Sister Zhao, when are you going to have another concert?"

This girl really can't open a pot, don't you know what she made a fool of last night?

Fan Chen was sitting still and didn't move, but when he heard Jinyu say this, he stood up from his chair exaggeratedly: "Yes, yes, yes, your affectionate confession and singing are really earth-shattering, and the people in the audience are so moved!"

Zhao Qianqian thought to himself, I don't need you to say that I know, otherwise Shen Mengdie would not have been so bold in having a private meeting with Ye Yuxuan.

Zhao Qianqian gave Fan Chen a roll of his eyes: "It seems that you two are also infected?"

Jinyu's face turned red all of a sudden: "Hehe, you can see that Fanchen's attitude towards me is much better today."

When she spoke, she had the shy color of a girl, and her eyes secretly glanced at mortal dust, and she looked very cute.

Fan Chen was also looking at Jinyu, and Zhao Qianqian's eyes were on their actions.

Zhao Qianqian's heart flowed with a trace of pride, she didn't expect that she could complete two pairs of people by singing two songs, she was too influential.

Ye Zichen got up and bowed: "Miss Zhao, please take a seat!"

Zhao Qianqian greeted politely.

Fan Chen poured a cup of tea for Zhao Qianqian and asked, "Why didn't your father-in-law come up and sit down?"

Zhao Qianqian took a sip of tea and said, "He has something."

She looked at Ye Zichen: "Ye Gongzi brought a message to call me over, is there anything wrong?"

Ye Zichen smiled: "I went back last night and thought about it all night, I decided to cooperate with Miss Zhao, I wonder if Miss Zhao can still give me this opportunity?"

This person was pushed by mortal dust, and she agreed without even thinking about it.

From entering the teahouse to signing the contract, it only took half an hour, compared to half the time it took to sign with the emperor.

"It's still more efficient to work with young people!" Zhao Qianqian sighed.

"Could it be that you still work with the elderly?" Fan Chen asked.

The identity of the emperor cannot be disclosed, even if it is a pseudonym, and it is best not to reveal it.

Zhao Qianqian raised his eyebrows: "Money shopkeeper, Zeng shopkeeper, does Uncle Yao count?"

Fan Chen pouted: "Count, but it didn't take you long?"

Zhao Qianqian rarely talked to him: "Tonight, you are the east, please Ye Gongzi go to Qian Mantang for dinner, Ye Gongzi brought the list of people to Hanzhou City, I will send it over tomorrow morning, I still have something to do, I am out of company."

"Sister Zhao's next concert, remember to call us!" Jinyu did not forget to remind.

Fan Chen covered his mouth and smiled secretly, Zhao Qian glanced at the two of them speechlessly, turned around and went downstairs.

At the door of the teahouse, Ding Chong was already waiting there in a carriage.

Seeing Zhao Qianqian come out, Ding Chong jumped out of the carriage and saluted: "Madam!"

It's so close to home, and after saying that there is no need to pick it up, Shen Junchen still called someone over.

Since he came, Zhao Qianqian didn't pick him up, she pointed to Qian Mantang opposite: "I'll go there and order a few dishes, and then go to the nut shop and pastry shop to get some things back, it's very close here, I'll walk over, you will wait for me at the door of Qian Mantang."

"Yes." Ding Chong should go down.

It was less than 100 meters away from Qian Mantang, Zhao Qianqian walked, and Ding Chong's carriage followed her.

The money shopkeeper greeted the guests upstairs, and the one sitting at the counter was his son Qian Yun, who was really as the money shopkeeper said, white and pure, with an elegant temperament, and I don't know why he didn't go to school in the academy today, and came to the store to help.

Xiao Er told him that the owner of the store was coming, he politely stepped forward to say hello, and was busy looking for the money shopkeeper, Zhao Qianqian didn't let him look for it, he just came to pack a few dishes and go back, so he didn't have to alarm everyone.

Zhao Qianqian saw the menu he handed over to the back kitchen, the words were really beautiful, if it weren't for the fact that there was no printer in this dynasty, Zhao Qianqian was afraid that he would think that it was not handwritten.

Zhao Qianqian exclaimed: "Whose handwriting is so good?"

Qian Yun's face suddenly turned red to the root of his ears: "Yes, I wrote it, it made the owner laugh, I, I still have something, I'll go and get busy first."

Zhao Qianqian thought this kid was too interesting, so she praised him, but he was embarrassed.

The calmness of the feelings that greeted her before was all faked?

"How old are you?" Zhao Qianqian stood in front of him and didn't let him escape.

He blushed like a monkey's butt and stammered, "Ten, nineteen." ap.

Zhao Qianqian nodded: "Oh, then you can call me by my name in the future, Zhao Qianqian, I will call you Brother Qian in the future, by the way, what class are you in the academy and what are your grades?"

Qian Yun rubbed his hands nervously: "No, no, I'll still call you the owner, you can just call me by my name, I am studying in Class A of the Son of Heaven in the academy."

Zhao Qianqian didn't tease him anymore and let him go to the counter.

Since the last time Li was poisoned, all the restaurants and restaurants under the name of Qianchengying have been renovated, and people outside the restaurant are strictly forbidden to enter the back kitchen, and no one outside Qianchengying is allowed to touch the food before the food is served.

Zhao Qianqian stood in front of the window and explained to the back kitchen, then turned around and went to the nut shop next door.

She had just asked her brother in the store to pack it when Din rushed over, and he wrung up his things and followed her.

The two went to the pastry shop again to get more than a dozen bags of things of all sizes before returning to Qian Mantang.

When I came back, the dishes full of money were also prepared.

With a dozen dishes, plus large bags of nuts and pastries, there was no room for people in the carriage.

Zhao walked shallowly, and Ding Chong drove the carriage slowly behind her.