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She couldn't tell him, after all, she agreed to that person first

The fingertips twitched slightly, Ling Zihan took a deep breath, quickly put on her usual mental state, tilted her head and looked at him with downcast eyes, and said: "Sixth Brother told you? Oh, can you not ask me?

, I have promised not to tell." Only she and her husband knew about that condition.

Xuanyuan Huang raised his head and stared at her for a while, something suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled: "I don't want to embarrass you. If you don't want to talk, I won't ask." He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Go over there.

Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ling Zihan continued to push the wheelchair and walked forward.

Behind him, Yan Xiuyuan gave Liu Yun a questioning look. Liu Yun stared at Ling Zihan's back, sighed without trace, turned to Yan Xiuyuan, and shook his head slowly.

Yan Xiuyuan's eyes darkened slightly and he didn't say anything anymore. He just followed the two of them silently. His momentum was hard to ignore. It attracted many girls' sideways glances, and a few bold ones. In this openness,

In line with the folk custom, she even walked up to him shyly and put the handkerchief embroidered with the girl's name into his arms.

His expression darkened instantly, and the girl was so frightened that she covered her face and ran away.

Liu Yun on one side pursed his lips and snickered. Yan Xiuyuan was really funny like this.

Ling Zihan and Xuanyuan Huang in front suddenly stopped. They both turned around at the same time, glanced at Yan Xiuyuan, and then exchanged glances with strange expressions. This made Yan Xiuyuan's eyebrows jump in shock, and he coughed twice in embarrassment.

But he saw Ling Zihan, who had been smiling all the time, buying a ghost face from a stall selling masks nearby and throwing it to Liu Yun, "Put it on him, this guy is too ostentatious."

"Pfft——"

Several bursts of laughter came at the same time, Liu Yun couldn't help laughing, and the vendors nearby also lowered their heads and laughed muffledly.

Yan Xiuyuan was embarrassed by the laughter. He stared at the ghost face in Liu Yun's hand, his eyes widened, as if to say: If you dare to put it on my face, I will make you look good!

"Bring it on." A mellow and cold voice came, with a hint of sternness in the evil charm.

When Yan Xiuyuan heard his master's words, his expression immediately changed. He put on the expression of a strong man strangling his hands, closed his eyes in pain, and nodded towards Liu Yun.

Liuyun raised his eyebrows, reached out and stuck the thing on his face, and said with a smile: "Look at your expression, why don't I just let you wear a mask? Why are you so reluctant? Don't make it look like

It's like I want you to go to the underworld. My master thinks that you can't face the flirtatious looks of girls, and is afraid that you will be so thin-skinned that you will be embarrassed..."

"Liu Yun, do you also want to wear one?" Ling Zihan's voice was slightly smiling. She pointed at the mask that matched Yan Xiuyuan's, and said jokingly: "This is not bad, you want it?"

?"

"Miss, you are making fun of me again!"

"I didn't." With a different kind of brilliance in his eyes, Ling Zihan argued: "I thought someone made Liu Yun change, but it turned out to be my illusion! Haha, but... Liu Yun, I don't think my words have changed.

Is it too much?"

Liu Yun was startled, and subconsciously stopped what he wanted to say, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Indeed, she said too much, no wonder the lady misunderstood.

Misunderstanding?

Yan Xiuyuan, who suddenly discovered it even after being reminded, looked up at Liu Yun and took a look. His lips hidden under the mask slightly raised, and many complex and unspeakable emotions surged into his exposed eyes.

"Okay, Qingqing, don't make trouble with them, go to that stall and have a look." Xuanyuan Huang smoothed things over and pointed to the next stall to buy jewelry.

As she approached, Ling Zihan discovered that the stall was filled with sachets and bracelets of various colors. Although they were not top-grade jade or jewelry, they were all natural products, without too much artificial carving, and were extremely simple.

"Two distinguished guests, do you have anything to like?"

The buyer was an old man with pale hair and pale beard, stern eyes, and a weather-beaten face that did not have the cunningness of a businessman. It was in line with the folk customs of Yecheng, and there was a hint of happiness in the simplicity. It stands to reason that someone doing this kind of small business would

There was not much money that could be transferred. Excluding protection fees and taxes, it was enough to feed and clothe the whole family. But looking at the old man's white washed clothes, Ling Zihan felt confused and asked while picking the sachet: "Old man,

These things of yours are very exquisite, so it stands to reason that there will be a lot of business."

The old man glanced at Ling Zihan and his party, and said with a smile: "Young master and his wife are all foreigners! No wonder the madam doesn't know. Since that man came to Yecheng, we vendors have rarely even left our stalls.

"When the old man said "that one" again, he stretched out his hand and bowed to the sky.

Several people immediately understood that the "one" the old man mentioned was Emperor Chen.

"The man is in the palace, aren't you allowed to leave the stall?" Ling Zihan picked up a purple sachet with a magatama jade pendant hanging on it, and spoke to the old man as if he were talking in a normal manner.

But it attracted the worried look of the old man, "Madam, please don't say these nonsense," the old man winked at Xuanyuan Huang frequently, probably hoping that he would stop Ling Zihan. Unexpectedly, the young master did not stop him, but asked

He said something even more outrageous, "You must have complaints too!"

"How dare you, villain! The villain's family are all honest people..."

"What's the point of being honest these days, Old Man Xing, if your land hadn't been expropriated by the overlord surnamed Ruan, would you have come out to sell these things? Setting up a stall for more than half a month is not enough for that overlord's bitch.

Those who charge a protection fee are all a bunch of dirty-minded dogs!" The young man at the straw sandal knitting stall next to him said angrily. After finishing his words, he dropped the half-knitted straw sandals on the ground to show his anger.

The old man seemed to be frightened by this young man. He hurriedly silenced him and saluted Ling Zihan and the others: "Master and madam, please don't listen to his words. This boy is a talented scholar in our Yecheng. On weekdays..."

"What's your name?" Xuanyuan Huang glanced at the scholar playfully, his voice concealing dignity.

A sour scholar? He thought it would be better to call him a crazy scholar instead!

"If you don't change your name when you're walking, you won't change your surname when you sit down. What's the surname of a young student? His surname is Zheng."

"Strong and iron-clad? What a good name."

Ling Zihan said lightly, took the purple sachet, leaned over and pinned it on Xuanyuan Huang's belt, touched her chin, nodded with satisfaction, then raised her head to pick other things, except that

In other words, her eyes never fell on the scholar. She picked up a purple fan cover and a purse of the same color embroidered with green bamboo. She turned her eyes and gave Liu Yun a wink. Liu Yun understood,

He took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the money but did not take it. He said straightly: "I can't do it. Girl, this is a small business. I don't have that much money."

"Old man, this is my... uncle and young lady's kindness, just accept it!" Before the old man could decline, Liu Yun had already put the silver in the old man's hand, glanced at Xuanyuan Huang who was wondering about something, and coughed.

Liu Yun made a sound, and called "Uncle" somewhat awkwardly. Seeing him turn his head, Liu Yun's straight mouth curved slightly, and then said: "Why don't you choose a toy for our young lady?"

Xuanyuan Huang's hand pressing the sachet on his waist moved slightly, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at the stall, thinking about the thin white wrists she had just exposed. If paired with red agate beads, they would make her skin look even better.

Snow. He reached out and took out the red agate bracelet. The workmanship was rough and the shape was simple, but no matter how you looked at it, you felt it was very thoughtful.

That's it.

"Qingqing, give me your hand." Xuanyuan Huang raised his hand towards her, held her hand, and put the string of red agate on Ling Zihan's wrist. As expected, it made her skin look like snow. At first glance

Look, it seems like the agate beads are as red as blood against the skin, hmm... more like her eyes. "Do you like it?"

Ling Zihan looked at the red agate bracelet. Compared with her jewelry, it was not a rare thing. The ordinary ones could not be more ordinary. And she had never been in the habit of bringing these things, so she only had his one on hand.

The bracelet that couldn't be removed, the emerald green and red contrasted, making it even more abrupt. But she liked this bracelet very much for no reason, especially the unique design, with a silver tassel chain at the end of the bracelet.

, the end is a piece of maggot-shaped jade. And where the tassel comes out, there is a very small sachet, which exudes a light orchid fragrance.

Nodding, Ling Zihan narrowed her eyes and said, "Yeah, I like it very much."

"As long as you like it." Letting go of her hand, Xuanyuan Huang looked at the purse and fan cover in her hand, pursed his lips and said, "Why don't you change your purse into the one with the mandarin duck pattern!"

"Yes, yes, the young master and his wife must have been newly married soon! Now, you must choose a mandarin duck for your wallet. I hope you will grow old together in love."

Under the hood, Ling Zihan's face was extremely hot. She glared at Xuanyuan Huang who was clearly teasing her in the street, then looked at the old man's earnest eyes, coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Let's go back to Cuizhu, I

I like this better.”

The old man's hand that handed out the purse paused for a moment. He seemed to think that Ling Zihan was being shy, so he withdrew his hand and said with a kind smile: "This lady probably wants to embroider a mandarin duck for the young master. I think back then, the villain

When I was still the same age as Zhuo Jing, Zhuo Jing had embroidered purses for villains."

"That makes more sense." Xuanyuan Huang showed everyone's gentleness, calmly waved his fan, and turned to look at Ling Zihan. Expectation appeared in his evil eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth still belonged to him.

Evil. Unfortunately, few of these people can understand his evil.

Ling Zihan rolled her eyes at him under her hood, put the purse and fan holder directly into his hands, turned to Liu Yun who pursed her lips and said: "The design of this bracelet is good, it can be used as a sachet for the girl's house."

It's very suitable. Liuyun, I have bought all these. You can stay here and have a good talk with the old man later. Once we have reached an agreement, you will be responsible for picking up the goods here from now on."

This was a business matter, so Liu Yun naturally did not dare to neglect it. He suppressed his smile, blessed himself, and turned to the old man, thinking about how to talk about letting him supply supplies to Fengyan Pavilion. At this time, Yan Xiuyuan, who was standing beside him, came from his arms.

He took out a small ingot of gold and left it on the old man's stall. He said without allowing him to refuse: "If my young master and madam like it, the price will be much more than this. Old gentleman, feel free to accept it!"

After saying that, he glanced at Liu Yun and followed Ling Zihan who was pushing the wheelchair.

When passing by the straw sandal stall next to it, a gust of wind blew by, lifting Ling Zihan's hat. The glance back made the scholar who just raised his head tremble with fear. His mouth was half open, but he was speechless for a while.

Instead, Yan Xiuyuan gave him a meaningful look.

After shopping for most of the street, Ling Zihan bought a lot of things and piled them all on Xuanyuan Huang. He didn't mind at all, and he had a good temper that indulged her. There was a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth, but it wasn't because of the purchase.

Xuanyuan Huang was happy with how many things they had, and what Xuanyuan Huang enjoyed was how the vendors called them, such as master, wife, young master, and young master.

What particularly made him happy was the name of the current snack shop proprietress.

After he ordered a table of things, the simple proprietress of the snack shop actually waved her hands to them and said: "Enough, enough, you two can't eat much. This is enough!"

Young couple, although this is a folk name, it sounds very friendly.

Looking at Ling Zihan's little face that should have turned red with embarrassment under her hat, the smile in Xuanyuan Huang's eyes became a little warmer.

Ling Zihan's fingers holding the armrest were clasped tightly, and the fine teeth were grinding. If there were not so many people watching, she really wanted to bite this damn man hard to relieve her anger.

But the proprietress of the food shop, who didn't know Ling Zihan's mood at the moment, helped them carry various snacks and talked about Yecheng folk customs in a homely manner. She also didn't forget the young couple and called them the young couple, which made Ling Zihan finally
To be continued...