As soon as he went out from the south wall of Nangong Mansion, Ye Xue took a deep breath. The air outside is not as fresh as the space that is comfortable to the bone and shocking, but it is much better than the air in Nangong Mansion.

The air outside is called the air of freedom.

Yexue shook the paper fan, walked out of the small alley, and stepped into the street.

Just one step, from the silent alley to the boiling street.

"Wow, whose son is that really handsome......"

"Who knows, if you look at the style of the whole body, you must be the son of a big family......"

"Tsk. That face looks so white and so slippery......"

"That hand is good, slender, white jade. The hair is black and straight......"

"I don't know which family's son, his appearance and temperament are so outstanding......"

"Why do you want to get married, you're only fourteen, and you haven't reached the end yet......"

"You have to take care of it, you don't look at other people's eyes and ......"

From a few years old little milk baby, to a teenage girl, to a twenty-year-old girl, to a thirty or forty aunt, and finally when the fifty or sixty mothers-in-law who passed by all pointed to Yexue, Yexue no longer had the leisure to walk slowly.

Ye Xue half-covered her face with a fan, ran half a street, and came to the most lively main street in Jinling City, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Jinling has produced a treasure conceived by heaven and earth, and its people are outstanding and spiritual, and they do not waste their lips and tongues.

On both sides of the main street, there are many shops and restaurants, and the streets are paved with fine bluestone slabs. On the stone slabs, people come and go, and there is an endless stream.

At this moment, even if it is a dragon, Yexue is covered in the crowd.

While chewing the specialty snacks on the street, while admiring the customs and people of Jinling, the night snow is extremely leisurely.

"Childe, good rouge, take a look......"

"Excellent cotton cloth. Comfortable and breathable, Childe has a ......"

"The girl is pretty, the girl is charming, the girl's bed \ good kung fu, has the son thought of it, didn't pick one at random, and you are satisfied......"

After walking around most of the street, Yexue felt hungry.

Yexue, who was about to find a restaurant to eat, suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eye.

"How do you sell this silk scarf?" Yexue stood in front of a stall, holding a silk scarf in her hand, and glanced straight at the pharmacy in front of her.

"Young master, it's already done." The medicine bag Lin Ruhai was carrying in his hand was full of medicine for repelling tattoo worms.

Xuanyuan Aotian had a cold face and nodded, "You go back first." I'll walk around a little longer. ”

"Yes." Lin Ruhai walked out of the pharmacy with the medicine bag and went to the right.

Xuanyuan Aotian was dressed in white like snow, with a cold handsome face, and an ice-like temperament, all of which made passers-by look sideways - unlike Yexue who was secretly sent by a girl, Xuanyuan Aotian had a cold face and a long sword hanging on his waist, so that the people around him glanced at him and left quickly - the speed was comparable to that of a rabbit.

“…… Childe, I've said so much, do you want it? The stall owner said with a dry mouth.

"Yes." Yexue threw her a piece of silver, the boss smiled from ear to ear, and wanted to recommend it to Yexue, but found that the silk scarf was still there, but the person was gone.

Yexue followed behind Xuanyuan Aotian, she saw Xuanyuan Aotian, and people didn't change their faces when they spared him to go, so she thought about Xuanyuan Aotian's cold and arrogant face under the silver moonlight.

The little fart kid, only ten years old, pretending to be a big iceberg. In a good mood today, Yexue decided to tease him.