561. Disguising as a Man: Admitting the Wrong Person (1)
Qing Lan laughed, thinking that she had only praised her for her masculine courage, but now she saw her acting like a cowardly girl.
"It's okay," she said, "His Majesty gave me an errand on Jinghu South Road. I'll be here at night and at night."
Looking back, he saw Xin Fenghan's relieved expression. Now he should completely believe that the young marquis and the emperor were originally a team, right?
Looking up and looking at the increasingly clear morning light in front of Yu Street, Qinglan was in a good mood.
We have passed the yamen of the three provinces and six departments here, and there are gradually more and more pedestrians. Those carrying ladles and driving donkeys are buying and selling. It is a lively scene.[
Qing Lan looked around with some joy, and suddenly realized that she was really wise not to ride that peach horse.
"Little Marquis, what are you going to do in Beijing?"
"Little Marquis, are the courtyards in Beijing still preserved?"
"Little Marquis, is there someone who can take charge of the little treasury in the Marquis' mansion?" Although he lowered his voice, he was still chirping. Feiyi actually asked such a question on the street.
It was obvious that she was too excited.
Qing Lan always smiled and didn't answer, but suddenly she stopped in front of a stall selling various flowers, picked one up and put it to the tip of her nose to smell it.
Elegant and fragrant, like a bright spring morning.
Feiyi was immersed in longing for a better future when she suddenly saw Qinglan stop. She was unprepared and blurted out: "Why don't you leave? The young marquis has taken a liking to this flower seller?"
Qing Lan was embarrassed and looked back at Xin Fenghan. The young man's face was a thin red, and he didn't know whether it was anger or suspicion.
On the other hand, the flower seller in front of him was chanting loudly and did not hear Fei Yi's frivolous words at all.
No wonder Fei Yi, Qing Lan originally did this on purpose, wanting to know why the "Little Marquis" had such a bad reputation among merchants and people, and whether it was true that he robbed young men from good families on the street.
But Feiyi gave a positive answer, and Qinglan felt embarrassed again. Could it be that the people living in Mingluan Garden in the mansion were really the forbidden wives that the young marquis stole?
Fei Yi smiled, looked at the flower vendor, and then at Qing Lan, "If you like it, you can just take it back. This is really a first-class person. How come you haven't seen him before?"
Qing Lan unconsciously looked at the flower seller. Really, I don’t know whether Qing Lan was lucky or was born to be easily attracted by beauty. The flower seller opposite was wearing a green cloth robe, wearing a sparse and bright look, but
It can't cover up the otherworldly atmosphere that comes from the inside out.
Like mountains and flowing water, cool breeze and bright moon; like a new cup of tea in the spring, or an unexpected pole of green bamboo in the world.
Seeing Qing Lan's confused look, the flower seller cupped his hand and said, "My lord, I am a student from Yunnan who came to Beijing to find a future. He didn't want to meet thieves and lost his money, so he had no choice but to help others sell flowers to find a way out.
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As expected, he was not a figure in the capital. When he heard the words "Little Marquis", he ran away without turning around.
Qing Lan did not do anything like giving money or inviting her classmates to dinner, nor did she take the flower seller back to her house as Fei Yi encouraged. She just nodded and turned around to leave.
Behind me came the long chanting voice of the flower seller: "The flowers are blooming in spring, and they are blooming. The pear blossoms are like snow washing the mountains and rivers. The apricot blossoms are full of fragrance and full of sleeves, and they are full of joy." [
Qinglan stopped for a moment, and after listening to this half-part of "The Sound of Flower Selling", she suddenly had the idea of turning around and asking.
Chapter completed!