Zhuo Ye felt that the weather was relatively hot in the early autumn afternoon, so before going out, she asked Qiao Ling to help her comb her hair into a simple and refreshing bun. Qiao Ling took two hairpins and directly tied up all her hair. At that time, Zhuo Ye only I felt very comfortable and comfortable, so I left the house without thinking too much.
Now when he heard the hawker call her madam and saw Qiao Ling's expression, Zhuo Ye realized in his heart that the ancient woman had her hair tied up like this, which was the dress of a married woman, and she also had a "little bun" beside her. ", others would think this is her child, right? Women in ancient times all married early, and given her "advanced age" of twenty, it is not surprising to have such a big son...
Zhuo Ye glanced at Qiao Ling indifferently and didn't say much. Just let her be my wife. Anyway, she didn't care about those so-called innocent reputations.
"Little Miss..." Qiao Ling felt a little uneasy at Zhuo Ye's look just now. She wanted to apologize, but felt it was hard to say it. In fact, she just thought Zhuo Ye had an outstanding appearance and was afraid of causing trouble by walking on the street like this. The prying eyes of some prostitutes, even though Zheng Qian and Zheng Kun were following them, would not be good for ruining the fun of shopping. Moreover...she also wanted to promote the relationship between the prince and Zhuo Ye, at least to let others understand that the girl had already He is a member of a family...
It's just... Qiao Ling thought Zhuo Ye acquiesced. After all, she didn't have any special reaction when she just finished combing her hair... But now it seems that's not the case...
Miss? Zhuo Ye raised his eyebrows. This girl Qiao Ling is really not an ordinary smart girl. With Zhuo Ye's current hair style, it is inappropriate to call her girl like she usually does, but it is even more inappropriate to call her madam. There is nothing wrong with calling her miss. Others didn't know her, and thought she was her dowry maid.
"I was careless and didn't pay attention to the details. But you can also make careless mistakes. You are not like you who are always smart. Pay more attention next time." Zhuo Ye rarely showed his master's airs, but it was just a little bit. Until then.
"Yes, Qiao Ling understands."
"Madam, young master, please take it." As he spoke, the stall owner had already cut and wrapped the cold cake and handed it over.
Zhuo Ye took the cold cake and asked, "How much does it cost?"
"A total of six cents." The stall owner said cheerfully.
Qiao Ling paid the money first and then said to Zhuo Ye, "Before leaving the house, Butler Mu allocated some pocket money."
Zhuo Ye originally wanted to buy food for "Little Baozi" in person, but thinking that she only had the money given by Feng Linche and the banknote she won at the Zhanzhou Poetry Fair, and no change, she gave up. On the contrary, I secretly noticed the prices in this era.
He gave the cold cake to "Little Baozi" and "Qiao Ling" each, and then Zhuo Ye took a bite first and said, "Try it, it tastes pretty good."
Qiao Ling nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. As she lowered her head and ate the cold cake, she thought to herself: I can't see that this girl who has always been easy-going has a stern face, which is really scary...
"'Little Yezi', you see there are many people there, let's go over and take a look." "Little Baozi" said with a fat finger pointing not far ahead, and his little body couldn't wait to run forward.
"Xuan'er, slow down..." Zhuo Ye and others quickly chased after her.