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"With such a shrewd and capable master like you, are you afraid that you won't have a good apprentice?"

"I'm afraid that the church apprentice will starve to death..."

Bitong blurted out a sentence that confirmed Cheng Xueyan's guess in her heart that she was afraid that many people would not value her. She couldn't help laughing. This Bitong is also mature and steady among her peers, but she is still a childish.

Bitong lost her mind and couldn't help blushing: "To sum up, how can we be enslaved in the girl's affairs? If the girl likes Xiaoyu, she will come back tomorrow and ask her to come..."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt wronged and sat aside with red eyes to wipe his tears.

Cheng Xueyan finally couldn't help laughing, but Bitong's tears were more: "I'm thinking about the girl, and the girl still wants to make fun of me..."

"All right, if you don't feel tired, put it down first, but don't complain to me in the future..."

Bitong sucked her nose: "The maidservant was born as a girl, and she died as a girl's ghost. How can she be tired?"

This made Cheng Xueyan's back breathe coldly.

Bitong was also shocked. When did she become so loyal?

"Are you still sitting there, why don't you come to comb your hair?" Cheng Xueyan pretended to be annoy.

Bi Tong burst into tears and laughed and picked up the comb.

"Today, if the girl wants to go to Xihu with her and other girls, it's better to dress down."

Bitong now uses the word "low-key" very freely.

Cheng Xueyan muttered in private. Since I came here, when did I dress up high-profile? Recently, I was confused because of Ling Su, and I didn't do the plan I made. But I can't delay any longer. At least I have to return the gifts from Yuling Tower and Manxue Pavilion first to thank them for their help.

In addition...

"Since you want to go with others, how can you make an appointment after dusk?"

This is the most important issue at the present.

Bitong smiled and said, "Bitong said that the girl couldn't let go of Mr. Ling. Don't worry, Bitong has her own way.

As soon as it arrived, Cheng Xueyan's usual light cyan upper breasts with moon-white embroidered purple magnolia flowers, a smoky blue dress underneath, and blue silver beads on her low bun. She was almost able to dissolve into the air.

However, when she saw a series of women standing on the pavement road paved with bluestone in the outer courtyard, she felt a little better. Only Cheng Xueyao was a little picky. A pair of butterfly golden hairpins leaned on the diagonal bun. With the closing of her red lips, the butterfly's tentacles trembled with excitement.

She is scolding Qitong.

Qi Tong used to hang her head and stand solemnly, carrying a thin bamboo basket in her hand, thinking that there are two dying koi in it, and Cheng Xueyao's reprimand is also inseparable from the word "koi" everywhere.

"...Don't think I don't know what you're thinking about. Do you think you can replace these two fish by killing them? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. You don't look at what your identity is..."

Cheng Xueyan sincerely admires Cheng Xueyao's association ability. Just two fish can make her play super well. Where is this?

Maybe Du Mizhen couldn't stand her noise and shouted majestically: "Xue Yao..."

Cheng Xueyao immediately stopped her voice, but she twisted Qitong's arm fiercely, and then glanced at Cheng Xueyan and said, "Sister, are you finally willing to come out today? I heard that my sister has been in poor health these days, but she is thinner than Huanghua when she is sick. Why is my sister getting better?

Cheng Xueyan smiled faintly: "Thanks to everyone's care..."

"Isn't it?" Cheng Xueyao rolled her eyes and said, "My mother sent the thousand-year-old snow ginseng given by the emperor to Yanran Pavilion..."

Cheng Xueyan hurriedly bowed to Du Mizhen: "Thank you for your reward."

Du Mizhen didn't look at her, as if the matter of ginseng had nothing to do with her.

"But it's not like some people who can be human," Cheng Xueyao continued with a sneer on her face, "Give me something taken back from the outside..."

As if the person mentioned in the words is not himself, Tang Fanrou's face always has a gentle smile.

Cheng Xueman always spoke little when there were many people. She just turned the corners of Cheng Xueyan's mouth slightly, and Cheng Xueyan nodded quietly.

Generally at this time, Du Yingzi fanned the flames, but she couldn't hear her voice.

Cheng Xueyan looked around strangely and saw her standing at the end of the crowd in a lake green pleated skirt, carrying a small bag, as if she was going to go far away. At this moment, she was bowing her head and talking to a little girl in a white red pomegranate dress with more than half of her head.

The little girl is slightly plump and looks quite similar to Du Yingzi, but her expression lacks Du Yingzi's shrewdness, and even a little... dull. At this moment, she pouted slightly and didn't know what she was staring at. Du Yingzi also restrained her usual arrogance and whispered something beside her. Cheng Xueyan only picked up a name from it... Yi Xue. At this time, a little girl in a blue shirt saluted, handed a bamboo basket to the little girl, and said, "My cousin, this is specially prepared for you."

Fu Yixue, the daughter of Du Yingzi. I heard that people who were born with a deficiency disease said that their mother was too shrewd to take over their daughter's blessings.

"Does Miss Qin go with you?"

Cheng Xueyan was looking at the cousin who had a relationship with her and said coldly beside her.

Looking at the sound, Qin Gulan, wearing a pear-blue dark gauze shirt and a beige soft silk skirt, appeared prominently beside Du Mizhen.

Bitong reminded her. This should have been Chengfu's family, how could Qin Gulan...

Qin Gulan's lips curled up and did not answer. His eyes were full of disdain, and even... hatred...

Cheng Xueyan suspected that she was dazzled for a moment. When she was about to be sure, she saw four two-wheeled carriages coming from the end of Yong Road. Unexpectedly, the carriage was not as gorgeous as she imagined. It was driven by a horse. The carriage was made of wood and carved with auspicious patterns. Small windows were opened on each side, decorated with Huanxi plain yarn, and fluttered slightly under the wind.

It's lively here again. Cheng Xueyao has to sit in the middle car and sit alone. However, there are so many women in Chengfu, and they all have maids. Only four cars are not enough to allocate, and she has to occupy one car alone...

"Qin Gulan, why did you follow me? Do you think you are from the Cheng family who gave you Weilange to live in Cheng's house? My mother's heart is soft and I have been fooled by you. My eyes don't rub sand. Today, I would like to ask you, which one do you like? My father, my eldest brother, or... Oh, are you ready to be our daughter-in-law?"

Qin Gulan's reserved lips are in **, and no matter how good the rose rouge is, it can't cover his pale face.

Du Mizhen's expression is strange, angry and smiling... This degree is difficult to grasp.

"Xue Yao, what are you talking about? Even if it is childish, it is difficult to keep people from paying attention to it..."

Speaking of this, her eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Qin Gulan.

The relationship between Qin Gulan and Du Mizhen does not seem to be as close as Bi Tong said. Cheng Xueyan thought to himself, no wonder, when it comes to men, how can women not be alert? However, it's also funny to say that "childish words"... Although Cheng Xueyao is only 14 years old, it is estimated that Chengfu's food is too good, and she doesn't look like a child.

"Naturally, you won't pay attention to it, otherwise how can you stay here? Qitong, learn more in your spare time. Don't shed tears when you have nothing to do, as if you have done something to you.

Cheng Xueyao naturally understood her mother's meaning and showed no sign of restraint.

Comparatively, Qin Gulan is very popular. She smiled. Although her face was still pale, there was a noble spirit: "Gu Lan suddenly remembered to teach the girls a new song tomorrow, and I forgot to practice it after a day. Madam, ladies and girls, Gu Lan has left.

She retreated blessedly. Although he was humiliated, his back was still straight and his steps were not messy at all.

To free up a parking space, Cheng Xueyao felt that she was simply a meritorious official. He looked around arrogantly, but did not receive a look of gratitude or admiration. He was annoyed, but in this time, his eyes fell on Cheng Xueyan.

Cheng Xueyan's heart trembled and didn't know what words she was going to use to humiliate herself.

Really, Cheng Xueyao opened her little mouth and her little white teeth were about to speak, but Bitong took the lead: "Oh, girl, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xueyan only felt a pain in her toes and made a sound without feeling the pain.

"Girl, are you uncomfortable again?"

Bitong quietly moved out the embroidered shoes that suddenly leaned under the master's long skirt and stepped on the master's feet.

Cheng Xueyan immediately felt: "My stomach suddenly feels uncomfortable..."

She raised her head apologetically, bent her body slightly and covered her stomach: "Madam, I'm afraid..."

"If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest first." Du Mizhen didn't even glance at her and looked expressionless.

Cheng Xueyao was deeply dissatisfied because of the sudden problem with the target. Even if Cheng Xueyan had turned around and left, she still said angrily, "What a lazy donkey..."

Du Mizhen glanced at her, and she hurriedly swallowed back the very indecent second half of the sentence.

If so, she finally got her wish to ride alone in a carriage. Du Mizhen naturally sat alone, Tang Fan and Cheng Xueman sat in the same car, Du Yingzi and her daughter Fu Yixue sat in the last car, and the maid followed their respective master's car.

The whip of the first car rang, so the car pressed the bluestone road and set off.

Cheng Xueyan and Bitong poked their heads out from behind the shadow wall, listened to the movement for a long time, and finally breathed.

The two of them moved out tiptoe and were naturally inspected at the door. Bitong showed him the two little turtles in the basket with copper basins. The doorman immediately let them go, but also asked whether he needed a carriage to see them off, and then said that the carriages in the house had just left.

It's really inappropriate for two women to run on the street like this. Besides, Xihu is five miles away. Fortunately, Bitong quickly hired a carriage.

Since Cheng Xueyan crossed here, she has still went out, but it turns out that this Tianhao country not only has a "taxi" - a two-wheeled or four-wheeled light carriage, but also a bus - a six-wheeled or more-wheeled carriage with more than four horses. Bitong said that it is called a "big car", which can seat at least 20 people from the number of windows, and And it doesn't include standing in the middle aisle. Of course, she didn't know whether the public carriage was as full as modern passengers, but she soon saw the thrilling scenes often performed on the highway.