"What are you smirking at the windowsill?" Lotsifeng pushed the door in, and saw a silly smiling face.

"Luo Xifeng, look, that boy is really good-looking. Cha Ming didn't look back, just looked at people and smirked.

Luo Xifeng glanced at him with a gloomy face,

"If you don't have eyes, you can get into your eyes like this. ”

It's rare that Cha Ming didn't talk back to him, she thinks that she has made a promise, since she promised to be his slave and maid today, and she will be obedient to him, so she will enter the role from now on.

"Put on that dark dress and go to the banquet with my son. ”

Cha Ming reluctantly put it on, although the color of this dress is a little dull, the style is a little old-fashioned, the clothes are okay, it is very comfortable to wear, she took a photo in front of the bronze mirror after wearing it, and then comforted herself silently in her heart.

The clothes are not good-looking, or rub some rouge to brighten it up, Cha Ming took out the rouge he just bought when he went shopping in the morning, and touched it lightly on his cheeks, the girl in the bronze mirror, her skin was as white as snow, her face was like red frost, and her dull clothes could not hide her stunning color.

After a while, Luo Xifeng knocked on the door, opened the door, and the first time he saw him, Cha Ming's eyes couldn't be turned away.

He changed into a bright-colored brocade robe, with a white leather belt around his waist, and a fine jade pendant. His hair is tied up, and a jade-white ivory hairpin is crowned with hairpins.

I'm used to seeing his coarse linen clothes, and I'm really not used to seeing this outfit. The main thing is that Luo Xi is so good-looking, why didn't he find that his face turned out to be so suitable for hair ties.

Yushu is in the wind, gentle and elegant, and the amazing Feng Yi describes the man in front of him.

What a noble son. Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and Luo Xifeng is like a son in a book when he dresses up like this. It's not like, that's who he is, that's how he used to be.

Luo Xifeng held a white fan in his hand and fanned the wind gently, how could the look of tea tea escape his eyes, he was quite complacent.

"Wipe off what you wipe on your face. An inappropriate reprimand shattered the silence.

"I just put some rouge on it, so it looks good. "The tea is a little inexplicable, and he has to take care of such a light rouge.

"No, as my slave, you have to be low-key and low-key, I want others to only see me, you just hide behind me and don't be public, you can't steal my limelight. ”

How can there be such a domineering person, Cha Ming held it in his heart. Don't be angry, don't be angry, she silently recited the mantra she made up in her heart, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart with all her might, walked to the bronze mirror, and wiped off the rouge.

The two walked out of the inn, and a tall carriage was waiting at the door, and there was a coachman in front of them.

She'd never seen this pomp and circumstance, and she had never been in a carriage, and she didn't know how much it would cost to hire one.

She glanced at Luo Xifeng quite meaningfully, wasteful, ruined, reluctant to buy her a few clothes, but not distressed to rent a big carriage.

Luo Xifeng pretended not to see it, and took the lead in lifting the curtain to get into the car, and Cha Ming followed in the car while cursing in his heart.

The carriage was covered with a fine plush blanket and incense, which was very comfortable.

As soon as Luo Xifeng got into the car, he closed his eyes and recuperated, looking like he didn't say much. Cha Ming sat quietly beside him on the surface, but in his heart he thought of more than a dozen ways to retaliate against him.

The carriage swayed, and the incense made people sleep, and when the fifteenth means of revenge were planned, Cha Ming gradually fell asleep.

Luo Xifeng opened his eyes and gently hooked the corners of his mouth.

At the critical time of the duel between Cha Ming and Luo Xifeng in her dreamland, the carriage stopped, she immediately raised her head, and secretly glanced at Luo Xifeng, fortunately, he was still closing his eyes, or he would be laughed at by him again if he saw that he was asleep. She shook her spirits and prepared to get out of the car.

"Wait, the corners of Young Master Ben's clothes are a little wrinkled. Luo Xifeng lazily raised a finger to sign.

There were so many things, she complained to herself, but her hand still helped him smooth the corners of his clothes.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't touch it, as soon as she touches her, her anger jumps up again. This material, this feel, this pattern is very different from the clothes on her body, Yangchun Baixue and the lower riba people are talking about them.

Luo Xifeng pulled out the corners of her clenched clothes, and carefully smoothed them out by herself.

"The clothes of this son are good, and the workmanship of the embroidery workshop is really the best in the world. "That contrived style, making people hate itchy.

"Luo Xifeng, where is your conscience, how can you bear to abuse me like this?"

"Who told you to ask for money or not, to be powerful, oh, forget, you don't have internal strength, I have all of these, so now I am your master, you are my slave. You must know that the outside world is very cruel, and you can't live without some real skills. ”

I really want to punch his arrogant face, such a good-looking face with bruises is enough for a month to laugh.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Xiaocha, don't forget, my surname is Jiang tonight, Jiang Yifan, the eldest son of Nanping. Before getting out of the car, Luo Xifeng explained.

But the tea was all frozen by the sound of the little tea, the little tea, it really looks like the name of a slave, hum, Luo Xifeng.

"Do you understand what I'm saying? Luo Xifeng deliberately said that Xiaocha was very serious, since he had made a deal, no matter how annoyed he was, he had to nod reluctantly.

She lowered her eyebrows and followed Luo Xifeng to get out of the car, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw the word Zeng Fu made of gold shining in the sun.

The two majestic stone lions at the door hung big red silk around their necks, beaming with joy.

People come and go in Zengfu, and the congratulatory voices are endless, and it is very lively. Zeng Yuwen, the eldest son of the Zeng family, Zeng Yutong, the second son, and Zeng Yumo, the youngest fourth son, greeted the guests at the gate.

Cha Ming hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the name post, and the salute singer sang loudly: "Nanping Jiang Gongzi has arrived." ”

This voice attracted everyone's attention, and even the voice with everyone's greetings became smaller. The three sons of the Zeng Mansion glanced at each other, and the eldest son, Zeng Yuwen, came with the second son, Zeng Yutong, to greet him warmly: "Gongzi Jiang, I have admired the name for a long time, please hurry up inside." ”

"My father is old and has difficulty moving, so I came down to congratulate him, wishing my grandfather happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan. Luo Xifeng held a fan with both hands.

The congratulatory gift of the Jiang family had arrived at Zeng's Mansion a few days ago, and the half-human-high jade-faced Buddha statue really gave Zeng's Mansion enough face. How can such a distinguished guest be neglected.

"It's a long time to travel, Brother Jiang has worked hard, please hurry up inside, there are hot tea soft chairs in the house, Brother Jiang has a good thing to rest. Zeng Yuwen invited with a sincere face, and Zeng Yutong on the side also welcomed with a smile but did not speak.

"Thank you, Brother Zeng. ”

Zeng Yuwen wanted to take him in person, but Luo Xifeng politely refused, the two pushed and pulled for a while, and finally couldn't stand Luo Xi's clever words, and under the leadership of the slaves and maids of Zengfu, the two came to the back garden of Zengfu. Delicate pastries and snacks are arranged, and some guests have already rested and chatted here.

Looking at the appearance of these people, most of them are businessmen, this Zeng Zhenxin holds all the spices in Furong Town, and the most frequent ones are naturally spice merchants.

"Who is this Nanping Jiang Gongzi? I see that most of the guests here are businessmen, and so is this Jiang Gongzi?" Cha Ming asked in a low voice.

"The son of the richest man in Nanping, the old man of the Zeng family wants his second daughter to marry him. ”