After listening for a long time, Ruan Mingzi could only summarize this useful information.

She couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where did you hear about it?"

Although Ruan Mingzi is wrapped tightly and can't tell her appearance, her voice is sweet and comfortable. She can basically win some favors as soon as she opens her mouth.

The person who was talking about it turned around and looked at her. Although she felt that she was wrapped too tightly, she was not suspicious. After all, the weather is getting colder now, and it is common for a girl to be afraid of the cold.

He pointed to a slightly farther place and said considerately: "...Did you see that red wall? That's where the list is posted. Sometimes some official articles will be posted on it. It doesn't matter if you can't read. The government has arranged someone to stay by your side and will read it for you."

Ruan Mingzi thanked him, carried a cabbage she had bought before and went to the red wall where the official was posted.

I saw a lot of people surrounding the red wall, and there was a man dressed in an official next to him reading something aloud.

Before Ruan Mingzi could take a closer look at what was written on the paper sticking to the red wall, she was almost choked by the sound.

She thought she had heard it wrong, frowned and stood there in a while and listened. The more she listened, the more she became more and more frightened.

No, she really heard it right!

This is really the voice of the eighth prince I heard in Bitao Tower before!

Ruan Mingzi looked at the Guancha who was chanting Guanwen with a strange expression.

I saw that the official hat of the official was also a little low. Ruan Mingzi couldn't see his appearance clearly at this angle.

But when you think about it, it feels ridiculous. How could the dignified Eighth Prince come to read the official writing for illiterate people?

Ruan Mingzi couldn't understand it, and could only understand it as this was a unique hobby for the eighth prince to visit in a mistress.

Ruan Mingzi said that he could understand it barely and actively and consciously stayed away from it.

But there were too many people reading the writing in front. As soon as Ruan Mingzi squeezed in, she was squeezed around by everyone and could hardly breathe.

...

The eighth prince irritated his dear, beloved Emperor Feng, Huan Baiyu again.

There is nothing else. I don’t know where the Eighth Prince heard that Huan Baiyu has been in a bad mood recently. He suddenly became energetic and felt that his uncle Feng had been a prince since he was a child. He could almost be said to have grown up in a wealthy nest, which must not be a matter of material needs.

Then, apart from material needs, isn’t it just spiritual needs left?

When it comes to spiritual needs, the eighth prince becomes spiritual.

He excitedly brought five beauties to knock on the door of the prince's mansion...

Then……

The eighth prince almost disappeared.

I have to say that the consequences are extremely tragic.

Even the Eighth Prince's father, the current emperor Yong'an, was a little reluctant to look at him when he heard about this, and even couldn't help but reflect. He and Concubine Bai were very smart, so why did he give birth to such a stupid son?

He dares to give him beauty to Uncle Feng!

He deserved to be taken to punish him!

Emperor Yong'an sighed at his stupid son, and then went to the beauties who were favored by the newly entered the palace to have tea.

As for his stupid son Xiaoba, he thought it would be nice to leave it to Huan Baiyu to clean up.

At least it can grow your brain...

So, the eighth prince Huan Yuming, now he became a small official who reads official documents.

He had been reading this all morning, and his voice was a little hoarse, but he still didn't dare to stop.

Nothing else, his royal uncle is now at the Yakuza, the second floor teahouse opposite the red wall, and the supervisor with a cold expression.

...

Huan Baiyu is indeed supervising the worker.

Of course, I also want to use Huan Yuming as bait and fish.

He was wearing strong clothes and a sword around his waist. He stood at the window on the second floor, looking coldly at the movements around Huan Yuming.

Then he saw the Ruan, the man who was very upset, who blocked him very tightly, but he still recognized him at a glance - she also carried a cabbage in her hand and walked slowly outside the crowd in front of the red wall.

Huan Baiyu frowned.

And the person who upset him seemed to have heard something from Huan Yuming's voice when he was reciting the official writing. He turned his head suddenly and looked in that direction. He should have gone to see Huan Yuming.

Then, he took a few steps to the side silently, further away from Huan Yuming.

It was obvious that he recognized Huan Yuming's identity.

Huan Baiyu stood in front of the window on the second floor, paying attention to Ruan Mingzi's every move from a high place, and put his hand on the sword on his waist, rubbing it all the time, not knowing what he was thinking.

The expression was as cold as ever.

However, Ruan Mingzi stood by the crowd and didn't know what she was watching, but was squeezed by the crowd and was caught in the crowd. A crack appeared on Huan Baiyu's face that had not changed for many years.

He took a deep breath and pressed his hand on the sword, and the veins on the back of his hand raised slightly.

Until Ruan Mingzi was almost squeezed out in the crowd, Huan Baiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped down from the window on the second floor.

...

Ruan Mingzi was still drifting with the crowd, and was squeezed to the point where she almost fell down when she suddenly pulled her hands into her arms.

Ruan Mingzi stiffened all over and his fists were clenched. Then he heard a familiar voice saying "It's me."

Ruan Mingzi suddenly relaxed.

It's Ajiao.

However, after relaxation, there is an unspeakable embarrassment.

No, he is Huan Baiyu now.

The young man protected her, and there were some people outside, so the two of them would inevitably collide together.

Even though Ruan Mingzi is so casual and easy on weekdays, her ears are quietly red.

Huan Baiyu's cold face also showed a vague tendency to crack.

Fortunately, Huan Baiyu had extremely high martial arts skills and quickly protected Ruan Mingzi out of the crowd.

Ruan Mingzi was almost separated from Huan Baiyu when she was out of the crowd.

Huan Baiyu felt that he was about to be angry and laughed at him.

"Thank you just now." Ruan Mingzi said with a tough forehead.

Huan Baiyu looked at her coldly, and then hugged her hand around her waist. He now clenched it unconsciously under her sleeve, and his face was still indifferent, and he said coldly: "Don't go to places with so many people in the future."

"Oh." Ruan Mingzi answered honestly, and then argued in a low voice, "Actually, I was watching around me, but I was taken in by the crowd, so I couldn't get out..."

Huan Baiyu had just looked on the second floor for a while and naturally knew that what Ruan Mingzi was saying was true.

But he was still a little annoyed.

"What do you want to know from the official article?" Huan Baiyu took a step forward in front of Ruan Mingzi.

This distance...had passed Ruan Mingzi's psychological safe distance, and she took a step back.

Huan Baiyu felt that his heart was hit hard.

He couldn't tell where this feeling came from, he just felt very uncomfortable.

Huan Baiyu looked at Ruan Mingzi with a deep face.

Ruan Mingzi tilted his head slightly, which was another action representing subconscious resistance.
Chapter completed!