But She’s So Charming - Chapter 87

Being so agitated by An Jin, Cheng Xi suddenly felt that the cloth in this hand was neither bought nor bought. Not buying was like being angry with her, and buying it was like picking up what she didn’t want.

It’s like two children pulling a rope tug-of-war, and the one who let go, always has to fall.

Cheng Xi and Cheng Xuan both blushed one after another. Only Tang Wu had never looked at the Anjia lady from the beginning.

To be honest, in Tang Wu’s eyes, the bickering and quarrel between these ladies and girls can’t be compared with the intrigue in Hua Alley.

The comparison between the two is like the difference between a competition in a arena and a fight on the battlefield. Since Tang Wu made Jun Mengyuan’s top card, I don’t know how much ridicule and secret arrow she has received. If she cared about these spit stars, she would have rolled her eyes to death.

Tang Wu weighed the cloth on the side, and said to the shopkeeper on the side: “The shopkeeper just said that there are three horses for each.”

The shopkeeper has always liked this kind of distinguished customer who buys goods without asking the price. He quickly walked to the front and picked up an abacus. After only listening to the crackling fiddle, he closed the ledger, “Look, girl.”

Tang Wu nodded, immediately took out two silver notes and put them on the case table.

Immediately, she tugged Cheng Xi’s sleeve and whispered: “Go.”

After all, Cheng Xi listened to her sister. She endured the fire in her stomach, just snorted, and then walked out with Tang Wu.

Tang Wu walked away without saying a word. In Cheng Xi’s view, it was modest, generous, and elder sister’s demeanor, but in An Jin’s view, Tang Wu’s appearance just didn’t put her in his eyes.

Why is this person willing to be ignored, so he dashed into the street and shouted at Tang Wu’s back: “Ms. Cheng!”

Her voice was not low, and it happened to reach a private room upstairs across the street.

The silk cloth shop is diagonally opposite to Jinjiang Pavilion. Jinjiang Pavilion is located on the east side of Yongyang Street, right in the middle of the entire capital. Through the supporting windows, you can directly overlook the lights of thousands of houses. It is a rich and noble area on the top.

On such a lively day, even the private room on the first floor will be sold at double the price, let alone the private room on the second floor. Those who can drink and eat tea here are all first-class VIPs.

In the box, several well-dressed men were toasting to King Ying. They only heard a female voice outside. King Ying stopped suddenly and raised his hand to open the window wider.

As far as I can see, there are rows of criss-crossed lanterns.

And under the colorful lights, it was her little face that was so beautiful.

King Ying held the cup and the hand did not move, but the soul in his eyes floated below her head, her body seemed to be plated with light, as long as she saw it, her eyes would follow her.

There was a smile involuntarily at the corner of his lips.

Seeing King Ying stunned, the Lord Jin from the Criminal Ministry reminded him: “His Royal Highness?”

When interrupted like this, King Ying immediately turned his head back, he raised his hand and touched Lord Jin’s wine glass, and drank his head up.

Not to mention, as long as the person who saw her, his heart would be as if he was scratched. He shook his head and stood up and said slowly: “The king will not listen to Mr. Baishu’s play for a while, and go first. One step.”

Master Jin’s eyebrows were frowned together. Just as he wanted to persuade King Ying to have a few more glasses, he saw the little Hou Ye of the Yuyang Hou Mansion standing up and saying, “His Royal Highness, go slowly.”

Lord Jin was slightly drunk, and as soon as King Ying disappeared, he mumbled: “Why did Master Xiaohou let His Highness go?”

Master Xiaohou sneered, and pointed in the direction of the window picking window and said: “You have been with Your Highness for so many years, so I don’t know if you take a good look.”

Upon hearing this, Lord Jin hurriedly moved to the window, looked down, and exclaimed in a low voice: “That’s the third girl from Anjia! The little lady who hasn’t passed the door?”

After hearing this, Master Xiaohou slapped Jin on the back, “It’s hard for you to work in the Criminal Ministry!”

“What’s the matter?”

“Keep your eyes open and take a good look, who else is down there!”

At this time, Lord Jin’s curiosity was completely aroused. He did not stop his hand sticking to the window frame and stretched half of his body out of the window. When he reached it back again, he saw his old face flushed and squatted. : “Next… Next, who is that person?”

Xiao Hou Ye smiled, raised his hand and drank another glass of wine, “Ms. Cheng family.”

After a while, Lord Jin shook his head repeatedly and said, “It seems that the rumors in the capital are really hard to hear.”

Under the shroud of thousands of lights, Tang Wu’s beautiful is like a fascinating thousand-mile incense, unheard of drunk, and the fragrance is deep to the bones, making people want to hold it in the palm of the hand to irrigate, but can’t help but want to take advantage of it. Pick her when there is no one, and crush her to pieces.

The so-called food and color, with such a fascinating jewel in front, the rest will naturally become embellishments.

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King Ying stopped when he walked out of Jinjiang Pavilion.

It is said that the female relatives quarrel, it is always difficult for men to come out to fight the injustice, but An Jinqian should not be absolutely wrong, and said that he said that he was raised in the country after all, and he did not know the rules.

As soon as she said this, she saw Cheng Xi blow up her hair immediately, and she said loudly, “An Jin, don’t go too far.”

“Oh? What did I say?” An Jin raised his neck.

Cheng Xi’s eyes reddened, she turned her head and handed the stove to Yin’er, and then said word by word: “An Jin, if you don’t speak clearly today, you don’t want to leave!”

Others might be jealous of the Cheng family girls, but An Jin is not jealous. She sneered at each other: “Second sister and I have been arguing with me, so I might as well ask Ning Guohou Shizi, who is drinking in the back alley, to comment.” Yong No one knows where the alleys of Yang Street are.

Cheng Xi and Ning Ye exchanged Geng Tie, the news of getting married in May of the next year is already well known, and An Jin mentioned it at this time to make Cheng Xi’s bones hurt.

In other words, Ning Ye is such a person. If a girl from any family marries him, he is afraid that he will become a sorrowful woman, but once he marries someone, those girls feel that no one is worthy of Ning Shizi’s unique love. Suave.

Regarding Tang Wu, An Jin said that she could not mention her “fighting spirit”, but when it comes to Cheng Xi, she couldn’t bear it. It was clear to her why Cheng Xi agreed to marry. At this time, Ning Ye was mentioned. Isn’t that just sticking a knife into Cheng Xi’s chest?

Tang Wu shielded Cheng Xi behind him, thinking about how to make this eldest lady remember, when An Jin suddenly changed his face like a rainstorm stopped suddenly.

She gently blessed and said softly: “Cousin.”

Tang Wu turned her head slightly and saw his well-dressed and personable appearance, but she only glanced at it and quickly moved her gaze away.

For a while, An Jin didn’t have the domineering appearance just now, her eyes were watery, and she couldn’t wait to hang all the tenderness on him.

An Jin’s expression is very much like a believer crawling at the feet of Huanxi Buddha.

As soon as Tang Wu lost his consciousness, he was hit by a stone in his calf.

She crooked, and just about to rush forward, her ribs had two extra hands out of thin air, his hands clenched into fists, just like a gentleman.

“Ms. Cheng, be careful.”

His eyes were scorching and his tone was deep. Only Tang Wu could see the joke. The moment his eyes met, she knew who threw the stone.

Tang Wu’s cheeks were flushed, and she looked charming and attractive.

However, such a scene really burned An Jin’s eyes. It can be said that what is afraid of.

After Tang Wu stood steady, he straightened his chest, bit his lower lip and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

King Ying gave a faint hum, and then said: “The king and the son have an appointment to see Saiqin in the west. I wonder how many younger sisters from the Cheng family are going to go with?” If Cheng Yu hears this, then it must be. He spit out blood. What does it have to do with him when visiting the temple fair and admiring the lanterns? He is clearly on duty in the palace.

As soon as she heard that there was a Qin Sai, before Tang Wu could speak, Cheng Xi eagerly responded. After all, Cheng Xuan, the fifth girl of the Cheng family, is a piano idiot.

An Jin’s hands hanging down slightly stiffened, and his heart felt as if he had knocked over the most bitter jar in the world and hit the root of his tongue directly.

Speaking of which, An Jin is not a person who has no vision at all. King Ying has lost her face in public like this, and she humiliated herself if she leaned forward.

As King Ying, it is absolutely impossible for a few young girls to tell the truth. He can find a Yuzi to take away the Cheng family, and he has already made his position clear.

It’s the royal family and the nobles, when this doesn’t give you a face, you really don’t even say a bit of affection.

An Jin and Xu Yingying were chilling on the sidelines. Until King Ying left, An Jin said with red eyes: “Did you see my sister? She is like a vixen! The ground is flat, you can’t even see any pebbles, you say she How did you fall!”

To be honest, An Jin’s words really wronged Tang Wu.

Taking Tang Wu’s well-trained Hu Meizi skill, she has thousands of ways to seduce men. She really disdains such old-fashioned feet and foreheads.