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Don't you find it strange?

Shanqi noticed her inquiring gaze, looked a little deeper, and asked directly: "Miss Sanping has something to do?" She can leave without any trouble.

Sanping was slightly surprised and noticed Shanqi's perfunctory behavior, but Shanqi was a very gentle person and never had a temper, especially himself... so they have always respected themselves. What's wrong?

And... Miss Seven is here, shouldn't she go in and let the maid serve?

Shanqi looked up at Sanping in an instant, frowned, and didn't like these people looking at Miss Seven! "Miss Sanping wants to water the flowers?!"

Xiang Xinci was speechless. How could a little maid admire you in this way? He kindly reminded him: "Don't you give me money yet?"

Shanqi came back to his senses and hurriedly took out the silver from his sleeve.

Sanping hurriedly said, "No, no, I thought of Shanqi's need, but there weren't many copper coins." She was not a person without a wink, and leaned over: "I remember that there is something else, but Miss Qi didn't give me any instructions, please let me take my leave."

Xiang Xinci is fine, she looks at her with a look.

Shanqi stretched out his hand and paid the money persistently.

Sanping could only accept it in embarrassment. It was difficult for the servants around the prince to get close to. He thought: "I will leave."

Xiang Xinci watched the person leave: "What an elegant and light wild chrysanthemum."

Shanqi tidied up the flower stand as high as a wall: praising people or harming people? Or wasn't happy that new people were joined by the prince.

Xiang Xinci suddenly looked at Shanqi with a smile.

Shanqi immediately looked elsewhere.

"I don't know if the ointment is easy to use..."

"I've paid." Shanqi picked up the scissors next to him, and cut off the branches that had not grown after they had been defeated.

Xiang Xinci dragged his chin: "But you are not young anymore..."

"Miss Seven is still a child, so it's not suitable to ask these questions."

"Yes, after Liu Xuefei entered the door, he would marry you all the beautiful, sensible, knowledgeable and talented maids, little maids, and middle-aged maids around him, and you would feel it would be appropriate."

Shanqi ignored her and asked her to raise her arm: "Miss Seven asked her to let her go, and she folded the flower."

"Only flower press-"

"Miss Seven, the meal is ready!" Shanxing stood in the corridor, his expression as gentle as morning light.

Xiang Xinci shouted casually: "I can't get out?"

Shanqi put down the scissors: Have you put them off?

Sanping put down the basket and the silver in her hand made her feel clearly the boundaries that were excluded by Shanqi.

The prince was even harder to get close to than she thought.

Sanping sorted out his thoughts, took the box of rouge out, and when he saw Xiang Fei, he smiled, and pushed the box over: "When he saw it, he thought it was suitable for you, I will bring it back to you. I hope my sister will not dislike you."

Xiang Fei's face was cold, but no matter how unhappy she felt, she was also the one who had been serving the eldest lady for many years, and Madam Wei was also the godmother, which was different from Dong'er and Xia'er.

But even so, Xiang Fei didn't want her things. But when he saw the four words "Shengshi Huachang", he swallowed them when he said that he could put them away and put them away a box of copper coins. The things of Shengshi Huachang were very expensive, and a small box cost three or four taels of silver.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Sanping said, "When I came back, I saw Miss Qi outside. Is Miss Qi here to find the prince?"

Xiang Fei put away the rag: "Miss Seven is here?"

"He Shanqi talked in the yard, and he had been talking for a while when he saw them." He always felt that people who were very familiar would talk to each other up close, but the people around the prince should not be so close, especially Shanqi and Shanqi followed the prince, and was the most cautious, and the prince did not contact the female family at all.

Xiang Fei thought about it and continued to work hard. Miss Seven came and went quickly. She went out, and Miss Seven might all leave.

Seeing this, Sanping wondered: "Does Miss Seven come often?"

"After that incident, Miss Seven came by chance." After all, it was because of the prince's negligence that Miss Seven was injured, and it was normal for the prince to care about it.

"But I think Shanqi is very familiar with Miss Seven?"

"Shanqi dares not be familiar with it because of him, so our prince owes the people from the five robbers. If he does not make any mistakes, the prince will always feel that he is inferior to the five robbers."

Is this how?

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Xiang Fei looked at her and cut it! Dong'er and Xia'er are better. They are not the same maid. Is it another way to tell me if I can be carried away by the aunt?



The Ministry of Rites Government Office.

Ming Xiluo stood alone in the hall, looking at the pomegranate trees outside the window, unconsciously distracted. She said that there were two rows of pomegranate trees in her yard. When they bloom in spring, they were like small lanterns. The fruits they bear cracked in the autumn sunshine, emitting the fragrance of pomegranates, and were all stolen by the maids and women in the yard.

Ming Xiluo wanted to laugh unconsciously, his expression softened, his lips slightly raised, thinking of her last night...

"Mr. Ming, Master Ming..."

When Ming Xiluo came back to his senses, he saw the other party with a respectful hand: "Shangshu Gan." His expression was as calm as usual, he was polite and obedient, no different from when he was on duty at the Ministry of Revenue.

Gan Boqiao suddenly felt good about it. No wonder Mr. Xiang praised him well. He was a calm and calm young man. He was asked by the prince to go there, and he didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing.

Ming Xiluo's expression was faint. He just missed her a little, thinking about her childishly when she left, thinking about whether she liked eating that bowl of wontons, and was even worried. Was she unhappy or... being angry with him, he really didn't know her first time, if he knew...

But I didn't regret it, and I couldn't even suppress my bad joy the next day. This feeling has been lingering since last night and now, and I have become more and more missed her, wishing I could catch her now.

Gan Boqiao's attitude was even more gentle, as if he was looking at his juniors. He didn't have to come forward in person. However, the people in front of him were different now, so he would have to come forward in person: "My Lord Ming see what he wants is the money he has saved in the past ten years."

Mingxiluo took it politely: "I'm sorry Lord Gan."

"It's just a small matter. Master Ming has a lot of things. These small matters need to be checked by themselves. Thank you for your hard work."

"Just just relieve the prince's worries."

Shangshu Gan has a wisp of beard, well, and he can't speak. There are few young people who are successful in their lives and are not arrogant or impatient. They are a good seedling. If the prince is healthy, he will be a good place for heroes to not ask where they come from.

Unfortunately, the prince's body: "If you have any help in the future, Lord Ming doesn't have to be polite."

"Thank you, Lord Gan, please be polite."

Gan Boqiao is not a person who doesn't care about his kindness. He can come out of prison so quickly and sit firmly in this position. It was the person in front of him who spoke in front of the prince. Although the other party just felt that he was just a minister, the current situation could not allow him to not consider it for the future: "I heard that Lord Ming likes calligraphy and painting. I have a green bamboo picture here. I want to ask Lord Ming to appreciate it. I don't know if Lord Ming has time to appreciate it."

Mingxiluo hurriedly came out of the Ministry of Revenue.

At the fifth update, the two calligraphy and paintings were put on horses and immediately spoke: "Miss Seven has not come out yet." Their people have been in the Duke Xiang's mansion, and the prosperous times and Hua Shang, but they have not seen anyone.

Ming Xiluo stood up irritably for a while, looking at the horse with a saddle that didn't want to go back to the ancestral yamen or to the East Palace. He didn't want to do anything now, just wanted to see her, even if she asked her if the wontons were salty or not, was she dissatisfied with what happened last night...

If possible, I would like to ask her if she wanted to go out for a walk together. Now the green is better. If it is okay, after the green, I would ask her if she wanted to eat another bowl of wontons at night, and then naturally stayed.

Mingxiluo felt it was too obvious again. He could tell at a glance what An was thinking. He was too impatient, which would make her feel that he was not steady enough and vulgar and greedy for these things, and then he would not want to pay attention to him for a few days.

When Mingxiluo thought of this, he was a little uneasy. She didn't come out. Was she hitting him? Let him take it too much and don't forget it if he was the first one.

Mingxilo's expression suddenly became cold for a moment - but then he felt bitter. Even so, he still wanted to see her, every way she looked last night, all the expressions she looked when she climbed up to his shoulders, whether she was a little satisfied with him, and that she didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to see her.

Halfway through the horse, Mingxiluo suddenly turned his head.

"Mr. Ming!"

"You go back first." He rode his horse to Shengshi Huashang.

...

Xiang Xinci stood in the flower room in the backyard and closed the flower book in his hand: "He is in the prosperous era?"

Aunt Qin conveyed truthfully: "Mr. Ming brought a few paintings to the prosperous era, and wanted to replace a few paintings in the hall, and wanted to ask the lady if it fits."

Xiang Xinci slowly opened the several flower species grafted this spring, looking a little hesitant. The paintings in the prosperous hall were all recently selected by her, so naturally there was nothing inappropriate, but he made this excuse.

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