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"That's enough, that's enough! Mistress, we have no place to put more." A certain girl finally realized the crux of the problem. Her exaggerated little face glanced at Murong Jing, pretending to be flattering: "Although you are treating us, we also You can’t waste it too much, right? You can’t carry so much in a pack..."

It’s clear that they are trying to trick Murong Jing!

"Haha!..." Chuxue couldn't help laughing.[

Chen Shou also held it back, but the smile at the corners of his eyes and brows was obvious.

The two of them received a cold glare from Murong Jing and immediately restrained themselves.

Murong Jing's narrowed eyes glanced at Shen Su'er, who was in a good mood, and he cursed with two words, "Childish."

"Ahem..." Shen Su'er almost choked on the milk tea in her mouth.

Chuxue sat next to her and quickly patted her back, "Don't be anxious...slow down."

After a while, she regained her temper, and a certain woman glared at Murong Jing with a bitter look on her painful face.

Murong Jing refused to dump her, and said angrily: "You will not survive if you do something wrong for yourself -" Suddenly, he looked strange and did not continue. He gave the woman in front of him a warning look. How dare you step on him under the table?

And a certain girl hummed happily, blinked at Chuxue and pretended not to notice.

That look, that expression, is really adorable.

Helplessly, Murong Jing raised a smile on his lips.

The atmosphere is great!

A few fell silent.

There was gossip all around.

People talk about everything from all over the world, small things in the city.

There were a lot of familiar people and we talked about things together.

At this moment, Shen Su'er understood why Murong Jing chose to be in the lobby.

Just now Chuxue said in the car that she wanted to go to the market place to see how the people in the capital were living. If she arrived at a high-class elegant seat one floor away, how could she listen? How could she see it?

The people here just chatted about what happened in the world, interesting folk stories, which young master got married, that widow stole someone, etc. The chatting characteristics of the teahouse were inevitably followed by some dirty jokes. I heard that a certain woman was usually old It was the half-opened lazy eyes that suddenly became clear and sparkling.

The three people present were afraid that she would be embarrassed, but it seemed that was not the case at all.[

Suddenly, Murong Jing seemed to be sipping tea leisurely, a sharp light flashed across his slightly drooped eyelids, and he returned to calm in an instant.

A few people were leisurely for about half an hour.

On a high platform in front of the lobby, there was a father and daughter singing a song. Shen Su'er couldn't understand the tune, beat by beat. To put it bluntly, she didn't care what was being sung, she just felt it. According to Chen Shou, the performances on this stage are different in the morning, middle and evening. There are singers in the morning, storytellers at noon, plays in the evening, or singers and singers performing on the stage.

Shen Suer showed great interest.

The shopkeeper is really very knowledgeable and knows how to run a business, making money all day long.

The longer they sat together, Shen Suer's interest subsided a little, and the goals buried in her heart gradually came to the surface. In other words, there was still something to do before escaping.

"Emperor...oh, sir, let's talk about something." Shen Su'er drank all the milk tea and replaced it with ordinary tea.

Murong Jing's questioning eyes glanced over.

Shen Su'er didn't want to turn around, lowered her voice, approached Murong Jing, and said directly in a low voice: "Concubine Xiao gave me a gift before she left. She told me about it." Needless to say, he must have known what the gift was.

"You want to use it?" Somewhat surprised.

"Yes! Can it be used now?"

"Say." His voice was indifferent, concise and concise, and he really cherished his words like gold.

"Well, I think -" she was about to say, but she found that there were two pairs of curious eyes staring at her with focused expressions, seemingly very interested in what she said next. Oh, just listen, just listen. Listen, it's nothing, although I feel quite embarrassed, "Sir, no matter what I do wrong, you can't anger the servants of Chaofeng Palace, okay?"

Murong Jing's cold eyes flickered, and he glanced at Shen Su'er with some surprise concealed.

Chuxue also smiled and blinked, confused, but seemed to be able to hear something.

Chen Shou's expression was a little more solemn. When he looked at Murong Jing, Murong Jing just shook his head calmly.

"Master, have you agreed?"

For a long time, Murong Jing sipped the tea leisurely and picked up the dried fruits and chewed them gently.

Seeing that he didn't come back, Shen Su'er frowned slightly, showing a hint of worry.
Chapter completed!