The three of them walked out of the lamp building, and the surroundings were very quiet. There were no pilgrims coming here. Occasionally, a breeze blew, and the treetops on the side of the road swayed.

Lan Yi walked quickly to Chu Xinyu and asked her whisperedly: "Girl, why don't you engrave your own name if you add merit to others?"

When the girl went out, she saw the words engraved on the side of the arch niche clearly. Not only the monk, but even she was surprised. She was a meritorious nobleman. Even if she died, there was no shortage of people to accumulate merit for them. But why did the girl spend so much money to light the eternal lamp for them without engraving her own name?

Also, the girl is a very tolerant person. While living in Puling Temple, even though the blade was stabbed across her shoulder blade, the blood flowed continuously, she did not frown.

But last night when she learned that the old lady was Mrs. Fu of the Duke of E, she clearly saw the girl's eyes with tears in her eyes. Mrs. E asked her, but the girl lied. What she was curious about was not the girl lying, but the tears in the girl's eyes!

She had two abnormalities, and it seemed that they were related to the Fu family. What did the girl have to do with them?

Chu Xinyu stopped and his lips twitched, trying to say something, but in the end he said nothing, lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment before solemnly asking them: "After going back, don't mention anything about the eternal lamp."

Danqing did not follow in the lamp building, and she was not sure what was going on inside. She was not a troublesome person. Since the girl told me like this, she would just do it. Lan Yi has been following Chu Xinyu for almost two years. She knew that there must be a reason for what she didn't want to say. Even though she had a lot of doubts in her heart, she still did not ask.

Danqing hesitated: "Then we still can't wait for Mama Qin, she..."

"You, do you think I'm stupid!" Chu Xinyu stretched out his slender white index finger, shaved the tip of Danqing's nose, and chuckled: "Their purpose of doing those things is nothing more than to ruin my reputation and not want me to attend the Hundred Flowers Banquet. If I were still waiting for her, wouldn't I have fallen into their tricks?"

As she said that, she picked a small flower on the side of the road, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it slightly, "Speaking of it, I have to thank our eldest lady for being able to attend this Hundred Flowers Banquet. If it weren't for her careful arrangement, how could I know Princess Zhaoyang?"

If she hadn't taken her to the Duke of Wei's Mansion, how could she meet Yang Qianjun again? Without these reasons, how could she get to know Princess Zhaoyang?

Lan Yi smiled and said, "So, girl, don't let the eldest lady down."

"Of course." Chu Xinyu smiled, "Let's go, so as not to delay the time to go back."

She wanted to see if they would come up with some other way to stop her from returning home today. If she could stop her, she would admire her opponent like Yuan.

"Young Master, please come here!"

They were about to step away when a strange voice suddenly sounded, and Chu Xinyu's smile that had not had time to calm down suddenly subsided.

Is there anyone next to me?

Neither she nor Lan Yi noticed each other's existence at all. Was they careless or were this person's deep internal skills?

At that time, a cool breeze blew gently over, and a man with an extremely handsome appearance, wearing a moon-white Confucian robe and a cold temperament slowly stepped out from the big lamp post beside him. It was obvious that he had heard the situation outside the lamp building and the conversation between Chu Xinyu and the master and servant.

A hint of sarcasm slowly spread from the man's lips.

It was him!

As soon as he came out, Chu Xinyu almost recognized him. Last time he wore a black green brocade robe, looking dull and cold, and a breath of no one around him was scattered all over his body. Now he was wearing a moon-white brocade robe. Although he was still noble and cold, the mockery at the corners of his lips made him more popular.

Chu Xinyu couldn't help but want to hold his forehead. It was really a narrow road for enemies. He met him in the gallery the day before yesterday. Unexpectedly, the two of them were really destined to meet again today, and he eavesdropped on them. Although she didn't say anything shameful, this feeling was always bad.

In fact, she could ignore him and leave. She was not a friend to him anyway, but when she thought of the painting, she wanted to take it back from him in the future, so she stepped forward and said hello.

She smiled slightly and leaned over and bowed, "Young master, what a coincidence!"

Although I don’t know his name, it’s definitely true that I call him Young Master.

The man curled his lips slightly, his eyes fell on Chu Xinyu's white and crystal-clear face, and he said three words lightly, "You, block the way."

His voice is clear and low, but simple, and annoying!

Chu Xinyu was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted, raised his eyebrows lightly and said lightly: "You, change the way."

It means that since she is blocking his way, he will go other ways, and no one will say anything annoying.

The man Juejun raised his sword eyebrows lightly, obviously not expecting Chu Xinyu to learn from his attitude and tone. His deep black eyes hid a trace of almost invisible ridicule, and he looked her up and down.

The girl's eyebrows were graceful and graceful, and her steps were as smooth as the willow yaohua's smile, and she was extremely pure and gentle. If she hadn't heard those words and behavior just now, the man would probably have been misled by the girl's appearance like others.

Chu Xinyu knew when he looked at him that he mistakenly thought he was the kind of frivolous woman, but in her life rules, she never felt that talking to men was contrary to the rules, just keep an appropriate distance.

But for some reason, Chu Xinyu didn't want him to misunderstand him. Maybe it was because of that painting, but the two of them were not in the kind of relationship that needed defense.

Besides, she didn't want to explain, so as not to get darker the more he described it. He misunderstood and made him misunderstand, so he said, "Since you have encountered it, let's talk about it. How much money will you be willing to resell the "Mid-Autumn Night" to me?"

Lan Yi, who was standing beside him, looked at her girl with confusion when she heard this. Isn’t this painting in the girl’s hands? Why did another painting “Mid-Autumn Night” run out?

The man raised his handsome eyebrows. It turned out that she was the woman who asked him to give up in the gallery that day. At that time, she was covered in a veil and could not see her face clearly. Now, when she saw her, her behavior was a pity for her appearance.

So he refused straightforwardly, "Don't sell!"

As if he had been talking to her without intention, the man walked over to her and left.

Chu Xinyu was anxious and blurted out: "I will exchange the original works with you."

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