Xie Huanchen sat in the carriage, holding ivory chess pieces. When he heard his niece talking nonsense, he couldn't help laughing.

"Since this hero admits the wrong person, let's leave!"

Xie Shuangran learned the style of the world that Wasili said in the script, and raised her hand and bowed, "Let's go back to the car, we still have to hurry!" While speaking, she also frowned and taught the three little maids to return to the carriage quickly.

"Let's wait!" The thick man with a thick throat rushed forward a few meters.

The two brothers Wei Jia and Wei Yi also stopped them vigilantly.

"We have no malice, hero! But our master wants to see Mrs. Pingjun, please inform us!"

The thick man was very tall and looked righteous. Obviously, although Xie Shuangran's words made him confused, they did not wrap him around the pit.

"Why do you still say you don't believe it? We are not from the Xie family, can't we pretend to be?"

Xie Shuangran tilted her neck and pulled the gauze away in a hurry. Her pretty little face was just a stern word.

"We don't have any lady Pingjun here. We are just ordinary people. If you want to find someone, go to the city to search for it in Yongkin Gate!"

"Ms. Xie is too modest! Xie Shaobao's granddaughter is different from other young ladies!"

Suddenly, a clear and elegant man's voice flowed out with the curtains of the carriage opposite.

Xie Shuang's eyes as bright as black beads couldn't help but look in the sound, but when she looked around, her heart suddenly burst out-

I saw a tall and tall man appearing in my sight. His eyebrows and eyes were as handsome as finely engraved, but they were clear and hard, as if they were suffused or corundled, and extremely elegant.

The handsomeness of the man in her eyes has always been a role model for her long pocket cousin.

Xie Changhuai is as noble and gentle as a gentle young man, and is more elegant and elegant than the light freehand ink painting. Unfortunately, he sometimes looks very close but can't figure it out. She even feels a little afraid of the three-point indifference hidden in his eyes.

The man in front of him is also a painting, and the style of the painting is completely different.

But she couldn't tell which school should be painted, and she felt that he should be the shadow that came from the sky in the long river and the sunset, openly and honestly, as if she had only seen it in the play.

"In the following, the merchants from the north!"

The man smiled clearly. If the blue sky above his head was approaching Xie Shuangran step by step, and also walked into her eyes step by step, getting closer and closer, and his steps were calm, and the steps seemed to be stepping on the top of her heart, making her hear the inexplicable "thump" sound of her heart.

"Miss Xie is polite!"

Then, Bo Yizhi raised his hand to salute the carriage behind her, "I heard that Mrs. Pingjun's kiln was out of the Jiangnan Wushuang in Jiangnan. I really wanted to purchase a batch to go back. However, it was rare to meet on the market recently, and I will return soon, so I can only ask for a meeting in person in this way!"

Seeing his persistence and determination, Xie Shuangran was so anxious that she couldn't make up any lies.

Before Xie Shuangran could speak, a quiet voice came from behind—

"Mr. I came from afar and asked about Chenyao. I was very attentive at that time! The visitor was a guest, and Xie Huanchen was polite!"

A thin hand lifted the curtain, revealing Xie Huanchen's upright and gentle face. Her graceful figure slowly got off the carriage.

The maids on the side hurriedly helped her down.

Xie Shuangran also came over and held Xie Huanchen with her.

"The younger generations at home are just jokes! Mr. Yi should not take it seriously!"

Xie Huanchen's ability to trade business immediately showed clues. As she spoke, she had already estimated the young man who seemed to be young but was very arrogant.

If this person is really a businessman, he must be a big family with deep foundation in the north, because he has no merchant spirit, but instead has a heroic spirit.

Bo Yizhi raised his hand and bowed respectfully, saying, "I wonder if I can take a step to speak?"

Brother Wei Jia was about to move.

Xie Huanchen smiled gently and raised his hand at them.

"Sir, please!" She took the lead in walking to the gap between her two carriages behind.

Bo Yizhi looked at the direction she was walking, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

Such a small action shows that the woman's heart is very sensitive—

The place she chose was far away from his carriage, and between her own carriage, she was both avoiding the eyes and eyes of her escorts, and did not leave her escorts' sight and reaction distance.

Bo Yi's eyes passed with a calm look.

Xie Shuangran looked out here.

"This northern merchant doesn't look like a businessman!" Zhenniang said softly, "It's too pretty!"

Xie Shuangran couldn't help but nodded, and her eyes that were as scattered as blue sky and autumn water were staring at the stranger's back.

She didn't know what her aunt was talking to him, but she saw that she was calm at first, with a smile on her face suddenly as if she was hit by something, and her body couldn't help but stagger back two steps, as if Chunhua in the mountain suddenly suffered from frost and was sluggish all over the ground.

Her sudden devastated sudden change in her eyes made everyone who observed this place tremble.

"Aunt..." Xie Shuangran couldn't help but rush over to see this.

Zhenniang grabbed her, and the former was also worried, but she still shook her head at Xie Shuangran: "Don't bother Madam!"

"But, why do I think they don't seem to be talking about business-" Xie Shuangran's pretty and lively eyes were half worried and anxious, both worried and anxious about her aunt, and anxious about whether the man's words and deeds would annoy her aunt!

Zhenniang didn't say much, but only held Xie Shuangran tightly with one hand to prevent her from being impulsive.

Soon, Yi Zhi handed over another letter and an exquisite purse to his aunt.

Xie Huanchen seemed to want to take it, but her hand was trembling so hard that everything almost fell to the ground during the handover.

Yi Zhi reached out to protect him, and Xie Huanchen finally took those two things firmly.

Soon, Yi Zhi saluted respectfully again, and then turned around and came to this place.

When Xie Shuangran saw that he was left with a devastated Xie Huanchen, she left like this, and couldn't help but rushed to him in anger.

"What are you talking about with my aunt? She was so scared that way? Could it be that a real robber? Are you trying to kill others?" Her slender little hand pointed at his nose without mercy and cursed.

Kill the heart?

I don’t know who killed who was that entangled more than 20 years ago?

Bo Yizhi smiled calmly and said gentlely: "Miss Xie, don't be excited! It's better not to know the deal that Yi and Mrs. Pingjun discussed!"
Chapter completed!