Although she didn't want to have anything to do with him, the carriage stopped on the way home, and she couldn't pretend she didn't see it, and she still had to complete the task, so she had to come forward to say goodbye.

"The folk girl has seen the little marquis!"

The car was still silent.

Lin Xiaoran looked at the coachman, and the coachman shook his head silently.

"Please tell the little marquis, if there is anything to come to me during the day."

As soon as the guy behind him locked the door, Lin Xiaoran yawned again, and strode home with Nanzhu and a few little guys.

Nanzhu chased after him, and said in a panic: "Miss, if the little marquis is to blame—"

"I didn't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of?" Lin Xiaoran interrupted her, thinking about what to eat for supper when she went back.

Namzhu: ... Unafraid? Then why are you so dogleg in front of the little marquis?

......

Next.

Xiao Yi turned over on the chair and almost fell to the ground, he stretched and opened the small window sleepily to look out.

Looking at the bright sunny sky outside and the bustling scene of people coming and going, and meeting the inquiring eyes of several people, Xiao Yi instantly ejected and sat up.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After renewing the memory, Xiao Yi immediately stabilized his mind, returned to his usual indifferent appearance, and said coldly: "What's the matter?" ”

The coachman, who had waited all night, finally waited for the master to wake up, and was so excited that he almost cried bitterly.

I can't sleep in such a comfortable place, and I have to raise my spirit to pay attention to the movements of the little marquis, what kind of torture is this?

"Little Hou Ye, you have finally woken up! You said you were coming to the Lin family's shop last night. ”

"Why don't you go back—"

The second half of the sentence was quickly swallowed back into his stomach.

He ordered to go to the Lin family's shop, without his order, how could the coachman dare to go back to the house without permission?

Xiao Yi coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then ordered: "Go home." ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Yi adjusted the back of the chair and sat coldly like this, with his flawless face, it was a completely dazzling scenery.

As soon as he thought that he had spent the whole night outside the Lin family's shop, he soon showed a constipated expression, as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

I wanted to find her to theorize what was going on with the night pot and hemorrhoid pad, but after a whole night, the gas disappeared early.

Cheap her too!

Xiao Yi snorted disdainfully, thought about it, put the back of the chair flat, and lay down.

This chair is really good, lying on it is like lying on a bed, completely different from the original cramped.

Moreover, there are a few more squares on the side wall of the carriage, including teapots, tea leaves, teacups, wine glasses, two bottles of exquisite plum wine, and some small snacks.

It's all his usual favorite food.

How could Lin Xiaoran know him so well?

Seemingly, she is not useless.

Xiao Yi thought that on the way home from the spring banquet, Lin Xiaoran's carriage was deliberately hit like that by him, she was obviously angry but she had to swallow her anger, so she felt comfortable all over, and even looked at the hemorrhoid pad a little more pleasing to the eye.