Bai Shengluo pursed her lips and smiled.
She didn't say much and just took another sip of tea.
There is no need to say much between good friends.
You will understand each other's mood.
Qian Jue will not be afraid, and neither will she.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter what happens, she will always stand by Qian Jue's side.
As long as she needs it, of course he will protect her forever.
"You are getting more and more stingy.
The only way to treat guests is a cup of tea."
Bai Shengluo took a sip before feeling the bitterness and put down the cup calmly.
"You want to drink it, and now you are complaining about me."
Wenren Qianjue suppressed a smile and turned around to ask Ye Qinfeng to bring up the good tea.
In the attic opposite the tavern, there are heavy curtains.
Pei Yuange smiled like a cunning fox, touched his chin and sighed, "Your Highness, I think Qian Jue can handle that group of people on his own.
There is no need for Xiaoluo to go down."
The man opposite was dressed in black clothes.
From daytime to now, there were no people around him.
That stupid woman, on the other hand, knew clearly that someone was behind her, but she still remained calm and composed, as if she was his person.
Thinking of this, the corners of Charming World's lips raised slightly, and then the figure disappeared.
Bai Shengluo came upstairs, and Pei Yuange immediately walked up in a very dog-like manner: "Xiaoluo, thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work, what do you want to eat?"
Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she couldn't tell what the expression was.
He sat down with a serious look on his face, and then slowly said: "Qian Jue is really happy."
Such a sigh came out of the corner of her cold mouth, which was tainted with a bit of coldness.
Pei Yuange smiled and twisted his peach blossom eyes: "Isn't that what you expected?"
"Yes."
Bai Shengluo nodded hesitantly: "It's just that I don't think Qian Jue knows how he feels about His Highness Seventh Prince."
The farthest distance in the world is not when you are in front of me but you don't love me.
But when you stand in front of me, I don't know that I love you.
"That woman is very nervous."
Pei Yuange held the kettle with his beautiful fingers and poured tea for Bai Shengluo himself: "She is a person who is dedicated to going to the end.
It's not like you don't know.
Sooner or later, you will find out.
It’s useless for any of us to say anything before this.”
Bai Shengluo's brows relaxed and he took the tea he handed over: "You're right, I was worrying too much."
However, someone became more serious in the next sentence: "His Seventh Prince's heart for Qianjue is just like my heart for you.
It will never change no matter what."
"puff" Bai Shengluo couldn't hold it back and sprayed a mouthful of hot tea on Pei Yuange's face.
The time of more than ten days is not long or short.
Wenren Qianjue resumed his old business during his free time in the tavern.
He often tried to brew some good wine and asked Chi Yan to learn how to cook.
Ye Qinfeng teased her several times that she only started to learn to be a good wife and mother when she got married.
Hearing this, Qian Jue rolled his eyes.
Those women still refused to calm down, as if they were not afraid of offending the future prince, and always looked for opportunities to trouble Wenren Qianjue's heart. pity Wenren Qianjue not only did not add any trouble, but actually made the matter of making money very lively.
"Girl, why do those women outside come here every day?"
The old man was reluctant to collect the gold, and finally couldn't help but ask Wen Ren Qianjue.
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Wenren Qianjue was very indifferent.
While making wine, he said: "Isn't this because I'm getting married?
You come here to give me money as a dowry every day." dowry The old man gets depressed when he mentions it.
Logically speaking, no matter how poor a family is, they still have to buy a dowry.
Their girl didn't recognize anything, she only recognized money and wouldn't give a cent of it to death.
Instead, she said that the Seventh Highness was so rich that she couldn't even compare to him, so there was no need to be hypocritical.
It would be great if the money sent by those women outside was really used as dowry.
When the old man thought of this, he immediately went out to collect gold happily.
"What's going on outside?"
Ouyang Junnuo was sitting in the rocking chair, his face still pale and his figure unconceivably thin.
He raised his hand to hold the lens, his movements were graceful.
"Back to Young Master, everything is almost ready.
His Majesty the Seventh Prince's wedding will be an unprecedented luxury."
The butler reported numbly.
He couldn't understand how one person could do this for another person.
The young master said that it was His Highness the Seventh Prince's wedding and that of Miss Qian Jue, so he started to work hard on it, just wanting to give them a grand ceremony.
But he didn't eat much, and he was surprisingly calm.
Apart from being busy with the ceremony, I almost don’t care about anything every day.
He wants the best for Miss Qianjue.
But what about him?
Who will give it to him?
"There is one more thing."
The butler planned to make a last-ditch effort: "Every day, there are a group of ladies and ladies at the door of Miss Qianjue's tavern.
On the surface, they say they want to meet the future princess, but in fact they are still looking for Qianjue.
Absolute girl’s trouble.”
Ouyang Junnuo was silent for a long time before speaking: "She can handle it herself."
Seeing that there was indeed a sad look in the young master's eyes, the housekeeper immediately struck again while the iron was hot: "Young master, if Miss Qianjue could solve the problem, why would she let them quarrel at the door for several days?"
He hid the fact that Wenren Qianjue was making money.
Ouyang Junnuo closed his eyes, and then turned around calmly: "She has a sense of control over this matter.
Even if he can't handle it himself, Ye will help her handle it."
The housekeeper choked, young master, this is iron
Concerned.
"Also, don't show such scheming in front of me in the future."
Ouyang Junnuo said clearly what the butler meant. and left It's a pity that no matter how calm it seems on the surface, I still can't let go in my heart.
When the wedding ceremony was about to begin in three days, it seemed that everyone in the world except the bride was very busy and excited, except Wenren Qianjue, who was focused on making wine without anything else to do.
The phoenix crown and harem gifted by the emperor are already in place.
The old man took it out and inspected it.
It was a deep red color that was bright but not ordinary.
It looked like blood but not blood.
The beads and gems attached to it were all tribute treasures.
They were rarely the same size and were gradually arranged according to the depth of the color.
It is simply a perfect dress, every woman’s ideal wedding dress.
The bead on the phoenix crown was even more of a peerless object.
Just one look at it was enough to almost absorb the soul of the bead.
Not only the little daughter Fox like Chi Yan, but also Ye Qinfeng was startled when he saw it.
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Afterwards, they all teased Wenren Qianjue together.
These things, even if they are taken out casually, will make other people's jaws drop.
All used on one piece of clothing, which is enough to show that this piece of clothing has become a rare treasure.
Wenren Qianjue just turned over it indifferently and felt nothing.
Marrying a person is not about marrying clothes.
No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they are still useful.
Others who came with Fengguan Xiapei also had some gifts from the emperor, which were equivalent to the dowry given by the royal family.
The treasures brought into the tavern box after box were all seen in the eyes of those people.
The more jealous they became, the less they wanted to leave.
They wanted to see how much His Highness doted on this woman.
Who knows, there are only three days left until the wedding ceremony.
However, Ye Palace seemed to have disappeared overnight.
It had not appeared for a day since the imperial list was posted.
Finally, the story spread from those women's mouths, and the lies spread farther and farther and became bigger and bigger.
Everyone is saying that Wenren Qianjue is really annoying.
He was unable to pursue the Fourth Highness back then, but now he is able to seduce Dayin's God of War by using some foxy trick.
Now the God of War has woken up and knows the disgusting true face of Wenren Qianjue, and is determined not to want her anymore.
So what if the emperor grants marriage?
Anyway, this is not the first time that His Highness the Seventh Prince has disobeyed the Emperor's orders.
Songs were even compiled and taught to children on the streets, just to get the delicious candies.
However, after a while, everyone in the streets knew the songs.
Bai Shengluo pursed her lips and smiled.
She didn't say much and just took another sip of tea.
There is no need to say much between good friends.
You will understand each other's mood.
Qian Jue will not be afraid, and neither will she.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter what happens, she will always stand by Qian Jue's side.
As long as she needs it, of course he will protect her forever.
"You are getting more and more stingy.
The only way to treat guests is a cup of tea."
Bai Shengluo took a sip before feeling the bitterness and put down the cup calmly.
"You want to drink it, and now you are complaining about me."
Wenren Qianjue suppressed a smile and turned around to ask Ye Qinfeng to bring up the good tea.
In the attic opposite the tavern, there are heavy curtains.
Pei Yuange smiled like a cunning fox, touched his chin and sighed, "Your Highness, I think Qian Jue can handle that group of people on his own.
There is no need for Xiaoluo to go down."
The man opposite was dressed in black clothes.
From daytime to now, there was no one around him.
But that stupid woman, knowing clearly that someone was behind her, still remained calm and composed, as if she was his person.
Thinking of this, the corners of Charming World's lips raised slightly, and then the figure disappeared.
Bai Shengluo came upstairs, and Pei Yuange immediately walked up in a very dog-like manner: "Xiaoluo, thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work, what do you want to eat?"
Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she couldn't tell what the expression was.
He sat down with a serious look on his face, and then slowly said: "Qian Jue is really happy."
Such a sigh came out from the corner of her cold mouth, which was tainted with a bit of coldness.
Pei Yuange smiled and twisted his peach blossom eyes: "Isn't that what you expected?"
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"Yes."
Bai Shengluo nodded hesitantly: "It's just that I think Qian Jue doesn't know how she feels about His Highness Seventh Prince."
The farthest distance in the world is not when you are in front of me but you don't love me.
But when you stand in front of me, I don't know that I love you.
"That woman is very nervous."
Pei Yuange held the kettle with his beautiful fingers and poured tea for Bai Shengluo himself: "She is a person who is dedicated to going to the end.
It's not like you don't know.
Sooner or later, you will find out.
It’s useless for any of us to say anything before this.”
Bai Shengluo's brows relaxed and he took the tea he handed over: "You're right, I was worrying too much."
However, someone became more serious in the next sentence: "His Seventh Prince's heart for Qianjue is just like my heart for you.
It will never change no matter what."
"puff" Bai Shengluo couldn't hold it back and sprayed a mouthful of hot tea on Pei Yuange's face.
The time of more than ten days is not long or short.
Wenren Qianjue resumed his old business during his free time in the tavern.
He often tried to brew some good wine and asked Chi Yan to learn how to cook.
Ye Qinfeng teased her several times that she only started to learn to be a good wife and mother when she got married.
Hearing this, Qian Jue rolled his eyes.
Those women still refused to calm down, as if they were not afraid of offending the future prince, and always looked for opportunities to trouble Wenren Qianjue's heart
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