Jiang Ningxuan glanced at her little hand, which turned red.
"Tch!" The domineering girl looked arrogant, her red dress was as gorgeous as flames, and she looked at Jiang Ningxuan domineeringly: "I want this pair of butterflies."
The waiter looked at the customers in front of him with a troubled expression. He did not expect that so many people would suddenly like this pair of butterfly headdresses.
Jiang Ningxuan said: "First come, first served. Do you understand the rules? How can anyone like you directly grab it?"
"The rules? The rules are that whoever pays for the things here belongs to him. Is it possible that your name is written on this pair of headdresses, or have you already paid?" the woman in red asked.
Jiang Ningxuan was speechless for a moment. She had just seen it and had never even touched it, let alone paid for it.
The woman in red said: "Dude, wrap it up."
"Stop." Jiang Ningxuan was also aroused and looked at the girl in red without giving in.
"You are presumptuous." said the girl in red.
The two sides in the confrontation refused to give in to each other.
The atmosphere suddenly became very tense.
"Mom." The two of them called out at the same time. She wanted to order the butterfly headdress.
Su Rurong froze on the spot, and the lady opposite also didn't speak.
Hesitation, surprise, ridicule, jealousy, finally turned into a disguised smile.
Li Wanqing looked at Su Rurong with a smile: "Sister Su, I really didn't expect that after so many years of separation, our sisters would meet here. Where have you been in these years?"
Su Rurong's gentle voice said: "Yanzhou."
Hearing this, Li Wanqing felt joyful in her heart.
"Sister Su, this is my daughter Lin Miaoyan." Li Wanqing introduced her daughter and asked her to call someone.
Lin Miaoyan did not expect that her mother actually asked her to take good care of that annoying guy, and even asked her to give the butterfly headdress to her sister.
Lin Miaoyan looked reluctant. The eight or nine-year-old girl had already learned to disguise. She smiled and nodded in agreement in front of Li Wanqing, then turned around and threatened Jiang Ningxuan.
Jiang Ningxuan felt very emotional in her heart. At such a young age, this person is really capable of pretending.
"Then thank you Sister Lin." Jiang Ningxuan reached out and took the box with the headdress from Lin Miaoyan's hand. Seeing that she was unwilling to let go, she grabbed it with force.
Li Wanqing said: "You see, the two little sisters get along really well. Miaoyan has been looking forward to having a sister since she was a child."
"Yes." Su Rurong nodded, looked around, and planned to leave with her daughter.
Li Wanqing opened her mouth to stop her. After not seeing each other for several years, good sisters reunited. How could they leave so quickly?
"Sister." Jiang Xiuyun's voice sounded. He held a few books in his arms and ran towards Jiang Ningxuan.
Dressed in green clothes, as warm and moist as jade, after seeing each other for so many years, her style is even better than before.
Li Wanqing stared blankly at the man walking towards her not far away. His demeanor was intoxicating.
He is still so good and so charming.
Li Wanqing's eyes were almost glued to Jiang Yuanqi's body. Before he could get closer, she smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Qi, you're here."
She smiled brightly, with the shyness of a young girl.
In an instant, time seemed to go back a few years ago. The beautiful girl smiled slightly and looked up at him.
Jiang Yuanqi was slightly startled.
"Mom, Ning'er's hand hurts a little." Jiang Ningxuan suddenly shouted, looking at her mother in confusion.
Su Rurong lowered her head and looked at her daughter apologetically.
Jiang Yuanqi suddenly woke up and said, "Mrs. Lin, long time no see."
Li Wanqing's face changed, her eyes were a little sad, and he called her Mrs. Lin!
"Ning'er." Jiang Xiuyun vaguely noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He approached his sister and saw the red mark on her wrist at a glance.
Jiang Ningxuan's skin is very good. This girl has been carefully raised by Jiang Yuanqi and Su Rurong since she was a child. Her skin is tender, smooth, and crystal clear. If you apply a little force, red marks will appear on her body.
Su Rurong looked at her daughter apologetically, with self-blame flashing in her eyes.
Jiang Yuanqi suddenly lost all thoughts of reminiscing with his old friend, "We still have things to do, see you another day."
Li Wanqing nodded and watched Jiang Yuanqi leave quietly, knowing that he had returned to Kyoto. If he wanted to meet again, there would be an opportunity at any time, so there was no need to rush.
Li Wanqing looked at Su Rurong with jealous eyes. Beside her, Lin Miaoyan also stared at Jiang Ningxuan's leaving figure.
Her mother had never refused anything she wanted. Today was the first time that she actually asked her to give the pair of butterfly headdresses to someone else. This must not be tolerated.
"Go and find out, don't alert anyone." Lin Miaoyan ordered the guards who were following her. This person was assigned by her father and has been with her since she was a child. She and her brother have them.
"No." The attendant nodded in agreement and chased after the carriage in the direction it left.
Jiang Yuanqi wanted to coax his daughter, so he went to the most famous inn in Kyoto. The specialty dishes there were very delicious, especially the desserts, which were the most popular among young masters and ladies in Kyoto. They were a must every time they went there to eat.
Make a reservation in advance to be able to eat.
Food makes people feel happy.
Jiang Ningxuan quickly forgot the displeasure in the Treasure Pavilion and started laughing again.
"Madam, those things are in the past." Jiang Yuanqi said, with a hint of guilt and grievance in his explanation.
Su Rurong sighed softly and grabbed Jiang Yuanqi's hand. Didn't she know that women know women? The way Li Wanqing looked at Brother Qi could deceive others but could not sway her.
Li Wanqing did not give up.
Su Rurong said: "It's getting late, let's take the children back home."
Jiang Yuanqi nodded.
Jiang Mansion is very quiet today.
Jiang Ze has been in the Star Gazing Pavilion and has never come down. In the huge Jiang Mansion, the servants are becoming more and more careful in doing things, for fear that he will violate the rules of the house if he doesn't pay attention.
"No... no... it can't be..." Jiang Ze looked through the books recorded in his hands, not letting go of any possible clues, but there was none, still nothing.
"What should I do?" Jiang Ze looked sad, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to increase overnight.
"Sir, there is someone from the palace." Someone reported outside the house, and the palace attendants were waiting under the Star Gazing Pavilion.
Jiang Ze hurriedly followed the visitor and left.
Jiang Yuanqi got out of the car with his children, and happened to bump into Jiang Ze who was leaving the house in a hurry. A carriage stopped outside the door of Jiang's house, with a simple and unremarkable appearance.
Jiang Ningxuan stopped and took a surprised look. She felt that the looking look just now was very special.
"Your Majesty," Jiang Ze called, looking at the emperor traveling in casual clothes in the carriage, and bowed in salute.
Beside the carriage, there was an old monk wearing monk's robes sitting, his eyes slightly squinted, a light flashing in his cloudy eyes.
"Amitabha, the queen is blessed by God and her life should not be cut off. As expected, a poor monk met a noble person today." The old monk opened his mouth, pointed at Jiang Ze, and said something shocking.