Ignoring Zhizhi's quip, Feng Xiaoyu walked out of the door with his feet up, standing on the second floor and looking down.

The sea moon is mostly a regular customer, but next month's auction is approaching, and warlords from various places come to Wancheng to discuss together, and in one day, there are a lot of customers.

Feng Xiaoyu really can't pick it out.

And—

Her eyelashes flickered slightly, and she caught the eyes of the two 'old acquaintances' who had just entered.

I'm afraid that Zong Wencheng came with Yu Heyu again.

Zhizhi took a look and said with a sly smile: "Okay, Sister Xiao Yu, I'll help you invite someone later." ”

The complicated mood was wiped away by Zhizhi's witty words, and Feng Xiaoyu said angrily: "Don't go quickly." ”

A string of silver bells seemed to stretch out, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Feng Xiaoyu leaned forward slightly, grasped the railing with his palm, and looked down layer by layer along Zhizhi's figure.

"What are you looking for?" The fair woman behind her whispered.

Feng Xiaoyu lowered her eyes, the tips of her eyelashes slightly covered her face, she turned her head sideways, her gaze fixed on the comer, and smiled: "Zhizhi is playful, I have to keep an eye on it." ”

Lian Rong pursed her lips and said harshly: "If you want me to say, Xiao Yu, you are too used to it, how can there be a reason for a girl to abandon her master to play?" You have to train well. ”

Feng Xiaoyu didn't want to entangle with her here, and her tone was light: "What Sister Lian said is that it's just a child, and it's nature to love to play." ”

Most of the maids on the Fengyue Field are between fourteen and seventeen.

No matter how old it is, if it is not sold, it will have to stay in Fengyue Field to become the 'successor' of the next generation, and then slowly climb to the day of getting ahead, there are also those who marry out with their masters, but that kind is a minority.

To put it mildly, how can anyone be willing to redeem herself for the woman on the Fengyue field?

This was the case in the old era, and now it is in the new era, and it is even more so, the literati and artists are all good-looking.

Feng Xiaoyu didn't want to say it, but when Lianrong pulled her wrist and entangled, it made her a little annoyed.

Feng Xiaoyu turned around and hit the nail on the head and said, "Sister Lian, did you redeem the man you liked last time?" I heard that his family also has a few shops in Wancheng, how can he not raise money. ”

Lian Rong's face stiffened.

When Xiao Yu didn't care about the other party's emotions anymore, he looked down and again, and under the lit red light, the person he saw was gone.

Her eyebrows gathered slightly, and she had a bad premonition, so she went downstairs with her knees raised and blended into the sea of people.

……

When Zhizhi found the Zhao family's lineage, she was inevitably surprised.

After all, this person is the returned 'turtle' that Feng Xiaoyu commented, she muttered in her heart, is it possible to pretend to be pure?

His face was more eager, and he lowered his head and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, our young lady asks you to go up." ”

said Miss, but it is also an elegant statement.

A group of people who accompanied Zhao Huai laughed: "Little girl, tell me, who is your young lady?" ”

Zhizhi pursed her lips, "This...... Mr. Zhao will find out when he goes up. ”

Zhao Huai was dressed in a foreigner suit, a thin wrist bone was exposed, the hand holding the porcelain cup was slightly tightened, and his eyes were faint but still gentle and tolerant.

Looking at the little girl with a flushed face who was ridiculed by everyone's left and right sentences, Zhao Huai sighed.

After drinking a cup of tea, he got up and relieved himself: "Okay, I'll come when I go." ”

Immediately, he left behind the commotion and led Zhizhi forward.

When he reached the fork in the road, he frowned, and when he looked back at Zhizhi, who was unruly, he still lowered his voice: "Didn't you say to see your young lady?" ”

Zhizhi hurriedly said 'oh' and stepped forward to lead the way.

A spiral staircase of red wood lacquer winds upwards.

It didn't take long for Zhao Huai to be led to Feng Xiaoyu's door.

Zhizhi pushed open the door and said in a sweet voice: "Sister Xiao Yu, I brought someone back for you." ”

Feng Xiaoyu?

Zhao Huai rubbed his fingers on the cocoon, and he guessed a little in his heart.

And Feng Xiaoyu, who had just arrived in the house, saw Zhizhi and breathed a faint sigh of relief in her heart.

She froze, looked around Zhizhi, and looked behind her, Zhao Huai stood alone in front of the small threshold, hesitant on his face, but he still saw a bit of outstanding elite.

She teased and laughed: "This is the little son of the Zhao family, right?" Why, don't you dare to enter the door? ”