Cute fox's counterattack

"Brother Yan, let's go over there and have a look?" Although the words were questions, they didn't wait for others to answer, and they walked forward.

The two stood in front of a small jewelry stall, and the woman picked up a beaded butterfly hairpin. The silvery white hairpin was matched with more colorful beads, and her slender hands lightened her fiery red hair, making her originally bright face even more charming people.

Looking back at the man behind her delicately, "Brother Yan, do you think I look good in this?"

The man let out an uneasy "hmm".

From the moment they came out, there were always people around watching the situation here, and even whispering on the side, whether the man was very annoying.

Hong Ling took off the hairpin from her hair, looked at the person who was still standing there, and stomped her feet, "Brother Yan, I want this hairpin."

Xueyan had no choice but to take out a piece of broken silver from her pocket.

The money was kindly given by Uncle Liu when he met Liu Bo on the porch before leaving the house.

After walking around for a while, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and the noise of hawking also dispersed a lot.

As dusk approached, the sky was dotted with stars, Xueyan said helplessly: "It's getting late, if you don't go back, Uncle Liu will be worried."

Hong Ling was a little unwilling, the corners of her mouth pouted slightly, and she nodded reluctantly.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Today, my old king is here to perform for everyone, and friends who like it will appreciate it." Pedestrians rushed forward one after another, Hongling's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he ran over happily.

"Brother Yan, let's take a look, it's fun!"

A circle of people made the inside airtight, and several children hurried through the crowd, drowning in an instant.

Before taking two steps, a voice came from behind: "Be careful!"

Almost at the same time, Hongling felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, and almost subconsciously dodged to the side, flipping over in the air.

Where people passed by, a carriage rushed past. If it wasn't for her timely reaction, I'm afraid...

Hong Ling's eyes sharpened, and she moved her hand to her waist.

The carriage also stopped at this moment, and the driver hurriedly looked at Hong Ling and asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

Before Hong Ling could speak, the person in the carriage poked his head out: "Xiao Zhong, what's going on?"

Hong Ling paused for a moment, not because of this person's problem, but because she felt that the voice of the person in the carriage was...familiar...

Xiao Zhong hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "Master, I didn't know what happened just now, it seemed a little frightened, I couldn't stop it, and almost hurt this girl."

"Oh?" Follow Xiao Zhong's line of sight.

"It's you!" The two of them ate almost at the same time.

"It turned out to be you, do you know that you almost bumped into Miss Ben?" Hong Ling yelled angrily.

"I wondered who didn't look at the road. It turned out to be you. Hmph!"

"Whoever you say doesn't look at the road, it's obviously your own carriage that rushed up. If it weren't for this lady's sensitivity, there really is any kind of 'beast' for any master." She deliberately bit the word "beast".

"I don't know whose family's girl is so uneducated. She keeps using the word 'dirty' in her mouth. I really don't know whose family it is?" The fight back.

It seemed that it was very difficult to talk with the head in this way, the people in the car came out and got down under the service of Xiao Zhong.

Then, he walked slowly step by step, with a look of disdain in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"you……"

"You, you, you, I can't say it, and..."

Hong Ling's anger was instantly ignited, and the hand moved to the waist was suddenly pulled out. In the hand was a long whip, and it was swiped with lightning speed.

The man stood straight in the distance, not knowing how to dodge at all, seeing that the long whip was about to hit him, suddenly...he felt a tightness around his waist, and then he shifted from his original place.

Seeing the person who was about to swing the whip again, Xueyan could only say: "Hong Ling, you are too unrestrained!"

Hong Ling refused, and pointed her finger at the person behind him, "Brother Yan, you can't protect him, he almost bumped into me, and still talks to me like that, how can you help him."

Xueyan ignored her, turned to look at the person behind her, "Are you okay? Mr. Yan."

Yan Zixuan shook his head, looked at the person in front of him suspiciously, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you know this young master?"

Xueyan smiled slightly, "Mr. Yan's nobleman forgets things too much. In Xueyan, I accompanied Brother Dongfang Chen to visit your mansion that day."

After he mentioned it, Yan Zixuan also felt that there was indeed such a thing, and he also felt that there was such a person in his mind.

"Thank you Brother Yan for your help just now. Why is Brother Yan here?"

"I went out to hang out with my sister-in-law today. It's getting late and I'm about to go back."

"In that case, where does brother Yan live, can I take you back?"

"Mr. Yan, you don't need to be too polite. Xueyan has no relatives here, and now she is only staying at Brother Dongfang's house temporarily. You don't need to be called Brother Yan, Mr. Yan, just call me Xueyan."

"Well... well, Xueyan, I just want to go to Dongfang Mansion, do I need to go with me?" Yan Zixuan thought about it, he happened to be going to Dongfang Chen's side, and he could take the two of them there together, thank you His kindness.

"Alright, then thank you, Mr. Yan." Xueyan happened to want to go back, and took advantage of this opportunity.

"You don't need to call me Mr. Yan, just like Dongfang Chen, Zixuan will do."

The two of you talked to me and completely ignored her existence, and when they heard that they wanted to go back together, they immediately shouted: "No."

Seeing the two of them looking at her at the same time, she gave Yan Zixuan a hard look, then turned her head and looked at Xueyan aggrievedly and said, "I won't go back, I still want to see, brother Yan said he wants to watch that with me?" ?” She pointed her finger at the side she was about to watch, and the densely packed crowd dispersed a little bit, revealing a small corner where there were some jugglers, which wasn’t very fun.

"Hong Ling, you have been out for a long time. I think Li... your father should be worried. I will send a letter back tomorrow." He was a little annoyed.

Hong Ling looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, unable to say a word, she could only stare at him in a daze, after a while she came back to her senses, sniffed and swallowed back the tears in her eyes, silently Turn around and get on the carriage.

Xueyan turned around, with a slightly stiff smile on her face, "Sorry, I made Zixuan laugh."

"It's okay, please." Yan Zixuan pursed his lips and smiled, and his charming peach eyes also drew an arc.

The whole journey was silent, the carriage stopped at the gate of Dongfang Mansion, and the two got out of the carriage one after the other, Hong Ling looked at the two with resentment in their back eyes.

Hearing that the servants came to report that Zixuan was coming, Steward Liu stood guard at the gate. Seeing the three of them coming in together, he hurried forward, "Master Yan, Mr. Yan, Miss Hongling."

Yan Zixuan spoke first, "Where is Dongfang Chen?"

"The young master is in the study now, did the young master go directly there?"

"I see. I'll just go there by myself. Uncle Liu, go get busy." Yan Zixuan nodded slightly.

Butler Liu looked at Yan Zixuan who was walking away, turned around to look at the two people who were still at the door, reached out and patted his forehead directly, and murmured: "Look at my brain, Mr. Yan, Miss Hongling, come in quickly. "

"Uncle Liu, don't worry."

"Master Yan, why did you come here with Master Yan?"

"We met on the road, and we just came back together right now."

"Master Yan, this old slave has something to do with you, can you..."

Hong Ling was originally walking behind the two silently, but upon hearing such words, she walked away silently without saying a word.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and there were only two people left. Butler Liu sighed, "Don't blame the old slave for talking too much. The old slave watched the young master grow up. Although the young master didn't say anything on the surface, the old slave knew , in fact, he sees everything clearly and pays more attention to it..."

Xueyan was confused when she heard it, and said directly: "Uncle Liu, if you have something to say, just say it, there is no need to be like this."

"In this case, well, the old slave will speak directly. The old slave sees that the young master is busy until late at night every day, but every night after he finishes his work, he will ask about your affairs. He knows how you live every day, and he is also afraid that the house will Somebody on earth disrespected you, and told the old slave that you were injured in your hand, and he also personally helped you to apply the medicine. The old slave knows that although the young master is friendly, the old slave has only seen you for so many years. , but, can Mr. Yan care about the young master more?

Xueyan smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to hold Butler Liu's hand, "Uncle Liu, I understand, I will work harder on the matter of big brother in the future."

Butler Liu also had a smile on his face, "The old slave will disturb Mr. Yan to rest."

In the study room on the other side, Dongfang Chen rubbed the corners of his tired brows, opened his starry eyes, "You said, the shipment from the south of the city was detained?"

"Well, I don't know which group of people it is. I haven't found out who it is until now, and none of the delivery people have returned."

"Then send someone to check again, this batch of goods is not expensive."

"Of course I sent people to investigate, but they didn't get any news. I think we have to send another batch of goods out, otherwise this business will not be closed."

"Well, I'll ask Uncle Liu to send out another batch tomorrow." He pressed his fingers lightly on his temples.

"You look very tired." He walked to his desk, picked up a book of accounts he was reading, glanced at his eyes, and said, "Don't be too tired, otherwise, the girls here will feel distressed. "

"Zixuan, stop teasing me." He reached out to take the account in his hand.

Yan Zixuan shrugged, "Who told you, a beauty, to stay behind closed doors all day. Every time I go out, someone asks 'Why isn't Mr. Dongfang here?' The girls are almost dying."

"Zixuan, are you too free? It seems that I should write a letter to Uncle Yan to say hello."

"No, you don't want to hurt me, I finally got rid of the idea that my old man asked me to take the exam." Yan Zixuan casually flipped through the books on his bookshelf in boredom.

"Dongfang Chen, since you don't want to gain fame, you have to find a way to dispel Uncle Dongfang's thoughts."

"You also know my father... let's not talk about it."

The author has something to say: I always feel that I am out of shape today and feel dizzy.