When Zhu Ying pushed open the Cuizhu door No. 3, Nongzhu was still scolding Bai Qingyang. In her eyes, Bai Qingyang was frivolous, lustful and good for nothing. Zhu Ying smiled helplessly and said: "Then what kind of man do you think is reliable?"
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Nongzhu thought for a while and said: "Although that Ding Yi is also hateful, he is loyal to his master, brave and resourceful, and is a hundred times better than Bai Qingyang."
Zhu Ying looked at Nong Zhu in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to think so highly of him?"
Nongzhu said a little unnaturally: "What I said is the truth!"
Su Luomei stood up immediately when she saw the two of them entering the room. She gave a gentle blessing and said, "Miss Zhu!"
Zhu Ying hurriedly stepped forward to help her up and said, "Don't make so many false etiquettes. It makes you feel uncomfortable. Sit down!"
The two sat down facing each other, and Qiuyue immediately stepped forward and poured Zhu Ying a cup of tea.
The maids of this wealthy family just don't know the rules.
Zhu Ying picked up the tea cup and smelled it. The aroma was refreshing. At this time, the gongs and drums sounded, and the auction was ready to start downstairs.
Zhu Ying took a sip of tea, and immediately her teeth and cheeks were fragrant. She couldn't help but praise: "Good tea, good tea!"
But surprisingly, there was no response from Su Luomei.
She raised her eyes and saw that she was staring at the audience obsessively. She had entered a world of selflessness. This was the first time Zhu Ying had seen her look so gloomy. You must know that she was still alive when she learned about the family change.
With a hint of reason.
Zhu Ying followed her gaze curiously, and saw that the gong on the stage had stopped, and a young man in purple clothes gracefully appeared on the stage.
The young man is tall and elegant, wearing fine lavender silk. The snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns complements the emerald green bamboo hairpin on his head, cleverly creating a charming noble man.
He is not smiling but smiling, and his peach blossom eyes are blurry and intoxicating. When you look at him, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you will blush and your heart will beat.
Zhu Ying was also amazed by his evil appearance and couldn't help but admired: "What a peerless young man."
When Su Luomei heard her compliment, she looked back and smiled at her, as if Zhu Ying was praising her.
"Miss Zhu has tea." She said perfunctorily, her eyes drifting to the audience again.
Zhu Ying shook her head and whispered to Nongzhu beside her: "A woman becomes stupid once she has someone she likes!"
Nongzhu rolled his eyes and was speechless. Isn't this the exact portrayal of the young lady?
At this moment, the child whom I had seen at the door of Qihuoju came up with a long tray in his hand. The young man in purple opened the red cloth cover on the tray to reveal an ancient sword.
The ancient sword looks not simple. The ruby embedded in the hilt of the lightsaber is priceless. When the young man in purple pulls out the long sword, the sword aura like autumn water is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes. The martial arts man below is immediately attracted.
There was a commotion.
Zhu Ying was not interested in such things as swords, so Nongzhu Haowu couldn't help but approach the window and stared downstairs.
Zhu Ying said: "Like it? If you like it, just buy it!"
Nongzhu didn't reply, but instead said in Zhu Ying's ear with a solemn expression: "Miss, do you remember what I said last time that I saw a monster man coming out of the room of the Fourteenth Prince?"
Zhu Ying was moved and said: "The one in purple?"
Nongzhu nodded, his eyes drifting to the audience.
Zhu Ying's eyes followed her and glanced downstairs, locking eyes on the man in purple.
"Are you sure!"
"You can't go wrong."
No one will forget this kind of appearance that can make any woman feel ashamed.
Zhu Ying looked at Su Luomei's little fan girl, and then looked at the purple-clothed boy downstairs. He had a sweet smile, but there was contempt in his eyes when he looked at the people below.
He seemed to feel Zhu Ying's gaze, and glanced in their direction. Su Luomei hid nervously, subconsciously covering her face with her hands, for fear of being discovered by the other party. However, Zhu Ying keenly felt those evil eyes.
There was hostility and unwillingness in his eyes.
What's going on? She has no relationship with him. Could it be that she has a grudge against Miss Su?
This is really a falling flower deliberately following the flowing water!
Zhu Ying for Su Luomei()..co
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He added water to his tea cup and said, "Ms. Su, is this year your age?"
Su Luomei said: "My little girl is over eighteen!"
Zhu Ying said happily: "Then you and I are in the same year, and my little sister was born in December. From now on, I will call you Sister Luomei."
Su Luomei also readily agreed. With such a powerful sister, she didn't have to worry about her grandma, her father, or her own illness being incurable. In the past few days, she had taken the prescriptions she prescribed, and the purple on her face had faded a lot, and she was also fine at night.
No more sleepwalking.
She raised her teacup and said, "That's very good. My sister will give my sister a cup of tea instead of wine. We will marry Jinlan now."
Zhu Ying picked up the tea cup and touched it with her. She suddenly felt like she had suffered a huge loss. But who knew it was her who came up with the idea?
"Sister Luomei, does she like the brother in purple downstairs?"
Su Luomei was drinking tea when she was suddenly asked by Zhu Ying. She was so shocked that she choked and coughed repeatedly.
"The girl is finally making fun of me."
"Hey, what do you call girl? Call me sister," Zhu Ying said enthusiastically: "It is common sense for men to love women. Sister Luomei, there is no need to be shy. In fact, you and he are really a match made in heaven. Why don't you help me go there?"
Talk to Lord Shangshu?"
Su Luomei said in panic: "Absolutely not!".
Zhu Ying's eyes widened and she said, "What? My sister is afraid that Master Shangshu won't agree? Doesn't she think it's right that she doesn't belong to the right family?"
Su Luomei's expression darkened and she said, "No, I am not worthy of him!"
Zhu Ying said: "Sister, why bother belittling yourself? Your sick sister will definitely be cured for you. You can see her complexion is rosy. By then, he, a businessman, will not be able to compare with your sister."
Among the scholars, farmers, merchants and merchants of Daliang, merchants were the lowest level and were the most despised by the powerful families.
Su Luomei obviously didn't like to hear Zhu Ying belittle her sweetheart in this way and anxiously argued: "He is not an ordinary businessman, he is the boss of Qihuoju here - Qingfeng. He is proficient in music and has both talent and talent. He is a rare person."
Mr. Qi."
"Qingfeng——" Zhu Ying chewed these two words carefully and then asked in surprise, "But the leader of Jinfeng Opera Troupe——Qingfeng?"
"That's right. It's such a pity, sister. The song "General's Order" he played in Fengxian City that day is really a song that can only be found in heaven!" Su Luomei was intoxicated with it, with a look of endless aftertaste on her face.
Zhu Ying and Nong Zhu looked at each other, and they both understood at the same time that this was also a trap set up by Zhao Yu. In order to ensure that Su Luomei would definitely appear, Qingfeng was used as a bait.
It’s true that the Fourteenth Prince planned every move, so did he also plan everything for her?
"Sister Luomei is familiar with Team Leader Qingfeng?"
"No!" Su Luomei's face turned red, she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look downstairs, playing with the tea cup in her hand.
Qiuyue said proudly: "Miss, I met Master Qingfeng at Qihuoju. Master Qingfeng knew about Miss's strange disease and would leave good medicinal materials to our Miss every year."
After hearing this, Zhu Ying suddenly became very angry with Zhao Yu. He should not use other people's feelings to achieve his own goals. It was too despicable to do so.
"What's so good about it? A man who is prettier than a woman is a monster, so don't let him go. My sister knows a few excellent men. I'll introduce you to them when you get better."
On the one hand, Zhu Ying felt sorry for Su Luomei, but on the other hand, she always felt that something was wrong with Qingfeng, that he was too effeminate.
A man should look like a man, full of masculine beauty, exuding wildness, just like - Zhao Yu.
No, Zhao Yu is not a very good person either.
Su Luomei wanted to defend her sweetheart, but seeing Zhu Ying's uncertain expression, she swallowed back what she wanted to say.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Ying said dullly: "It's okay!"
At this time, someone knocked on the door. Qiuyue opened the door, and Uncle Lian came in with the plate of snacks. "Girl, this is what the man above asked me to bring to the girl."
Zhu Ying's face straightened and she spat, "Men are not good things. Go back!"
Uncle Lian had a grimace on his face, he felt good about himself ()..co
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It's like stabbing a hornet's nest. The one above is filled with evil spirits and the one below is unreasonable.
"But……"
"Go back!" Zhu Ying said again in an accentuated tone.
Uncle Lian had no choice but to exit the room. He stood at the door and looked at the closed door and then in the direction of the third floor, and finally decided to go to the third floor.
At this time, there was a burst of noise from the audience. Su Luomei stood up nervously and almost pulled the curtain impulsively.
Zhu Ying was also alarmed by her behavior, and she looked downstairs.
It turned out that Yan Hu spent a thousand taels to take a picture of the sword. He couldn't wait to climb up to the high platform, wink and make poses in the breeze.
Qingfeng averted his eyes in disgust, but due to his status as the auctioneer at the moment, it was inconvenient to attack him, so he still picked up the ancient sword and offered it with both hands.
Whether Yan Hu didn't notice or did not notice on purpose, he grinned at Qingfeng, with a lustful look in his eyes. He reached out to pick up the ancient sword, but took the opportunity to grab Qingfeng's hand and held on for a long time.
Qingfeng did not push him away immediately, but instead smiled gently, but his eyes were full of disgust and contempt. Yan Hu only saw Qingfeng's smiling face, which was amazed by his beauty, and his small green bean-like eyes were so big that
His eyes were so tight that he almost hugged him and kissed him.
Su Luomei was so angry that she clenched her hands into fists and her shoulders kept shaking. If she had the skill of making bamboo at this moment, she would have gone through the window and kicked him over.
Suddenly Yan Hu screamed strangely and no one knew what Qingfeng had done. Yan Hu's whole fat body flew up and fell off the high platform.
The people below clapped their hands and applauded. Qingfeng coldly put the sword on his body, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, saying: "Master Yan, you won't blame me, right?"
Yan Jin's face looked ugly. He stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "My younger brother overstepped his bounds. Thank you to the shopkeeper for showing mercy!"
After saying that, he helped Yan Hu up and hurriedly retreated.
Su Luomei looked back at Zhu Ying excitedly. She didn't say anything, but Zhu Ying guessed what she was going to say. What she didn't say was "he's not a mother."
Zhu Ying sighed helplessly, this woman had completely fallen into it.
After dealing with Yan Hu, Qingfeng took out another piece of ancient jade. He couldn't help but wonder why the Qihuoju would alarm all the dignitaries in Bian City. Everything he took out was extraordinary.
The people below were ready to move again, and even Zhu Ying was attracted...