Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Ning Yu only felt the fragrance blowing over her, and the girl shyly stuffed a handkerchief into her hand. She was stunned for a moment.

Although Ning Yu has never been in love in modern times, she has watched many movies. She still knows the meaning of giving handkerchiefs to young girls in ancient times.

She looked carefully at the name next to the girl's face and thought about the short life of the original owner in the book, and found that the two people had never crossed paths in the original book.

When Li Yourong saw Ning Yu looking at him, he couldn't help but straighten his back and quickly put on his best look.

Seeing that someone else had arrived first, the girls who were watching put aside their reserve and stuffed the flowers, handkerchiefs, and even jasmines and cantaloupes into Ning Yu's arms.

The girls, who are usually dignified and elegant, scrambled to give away the things in their hands one by one.

The girls who had nothing in their hands rushed to buy everything they could buy on the roadside.

The aunt who sells beads and flowers smiles from ear to ear while moving the beads and flowers.

Ning Yu's arms were unexpectedly stuffed, and even Si Shaofeng, who was standing aside, was stuffed with a pocket full of fruits, vegetables, and flower handkerchiefs.

The two of them were surrounded by people from three levels inside and three outside. Suddenly, they heard a clear voice: "What are you doing? Are you blocking people's walking even if you don't see them?"

After he finished speaking, everyone onlookers felt hot liquid dripping on their bodies. They screamed and scattered one after another.

The ladies from all the families screamed to get out of the way, and when they had tidied up and saw who was coming, they all sighed to themselves for their bad luck and shrank away, leaving only a few bold and curious ones standing there waiting for what would happen next.

Li Yourong was tidied up by her personal maid, and she calmed down enough to see the person coming. She couldn't help but said angrily: "Cheng Ruhua, if you don't sell your tofu properly, why are you showering us with water?!"

Cheng Ruhua put one hand on her hips and held a wooden ladle with some brine in the other. She looked at Li Yourong up and down with her big, charming eyes, and then said with a slight smile:

"Hey, who do I think I am? Isn't this the third lady from the concubine of the Li family, the imperial envoy?"

Cheng Ruhua was beautiful, but her complexion was rather dark. A coarse blue skirt could not hide her perfect body lines. A snow-white apron was loosely tied around her thin waist. She was looking at Li Yourong with a smile on her face.

Li Yourong had just gone out of his way to give Ning Yu a handkerchief, and when he was called out in the street, he suddenly felt ashamed and annoyed: "Cheng Ruhua, you'd better mind your own business."

Cheng Ruhua shook the wooden ladle and sneered: "I really want to take care of this business today. Why, you want me to tell your mother's wives that you, a girl in the boudoir, gave flowers to Xiao Langjun in the street?" Is it a good thing?"

Cheng Ruhua's skill in making tofu is excellent. Most of the kitchens of big households in the city order tofu from her, so Cheng Ruhua is very familiar with the buying ladies from various houses.

Li Yourong was deeply afraid that Cheng Ruhua would bring the matter to his aunt's mother, so he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Cheng Ruhua, who do you think you are? Why do you care about our sisters' affairs?"

She looked around at the good sisters beside her: "I just saw you joining in the fun and giving gifts and having fun. Now that this evil god has splashed water on you, you dare not say anything?"

The girls were so excited by Li Yourong that they couldn't help but agree. Someone in the crowd had the courage to say, "Yes, yes, what does it have to do with us?"

"That's right, you are so nosy, why don't you go to Jingzhao Prefecture to catch the criminals?"

Cheng Ruhua's beautiful big eyes raised slightly, bringing out a bit of charm: "I really want to go on duty to catch criminals, but I, Tiansheng, have no precedent of women serving as officials."

The wooden ladle in her hand was dangling, and Cheng Ruhua was calm and collected. She glanced at the women who had just spoken and said:

"Oh, it turns out they are all acquaintances. Miss Li's family, Miss Xu's family, Miss Zheng's family, and those so-and-so, come on, come to the front, let's talk."

The ladies were called by Cheng Ruhua one by one, and they felt guilty for a moment. They all bowed their heads and shrank their shoulders, like quails.

Li Yourong saw the sisters withered heads and heads, and became even more angry. He couldn't help but screamed:

"You still think that you are the legitimate daughter of the deputy general? You don't care about your status. You dare to interfere with the affairs of girls from various families."

A girl in yellow standing next to Li Yourong saw that the situation was not good and stepped forward to persuade:

"Yourong, I almost forgot. I just said that I was going to Yufangzhai to get pastries. They must have been prepared long ago. Why waste time with vulgar people here."

The speaker was Zheng Chun, the niece of Xu Baicheng, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Due to the death of her parents, she had been living in her uncle's house since she was a child. She was sweet-tongued and thoughtful, and was quite popular among girls.

But Li Yourong didn't buy it, she just stood there.

Seeing that Li Yourong was indifferent, Zheng Chun stepped forward and pulled him over: "Yourong..."

Li Yourong brushed Zheng Chun's hand away, glanced around the girls, and said in an angry tone: "Why, our upright and upright girl is so afraid of a country girl like her."

She pulled out the sleeve held by Zheng Chun and straightened it out.

"Why are we leaving? Who can't raise a finger and make her fall? Don't forget, her lieutenant general's father has already gone to see her mother who died long ago."

Although he was speaking to Zheng Chun, Li Yourong's slender eyes looked at Cheng Ruhua provocatively.

Cheng Ruhua hated whoever insulted her parents the most. When she saw Li Yourong acting like this, she threw the wooden ladle into the brine pot far away without saying a word and reached out to take off her apron.

Without looking at the wooden ladle that was still spinning in the brine pot, she said sternly: "Li Yourong, I haven't beaten you for only a few years, but you have forgotten who I am?"

When they were young, Cheng Ruhua took them to play together because they were of the same age. Unexpectedly, the older they got, the more they liked to stir up trouble, and they were busy doing the same thing all day long.

After being beaten twice by Cheng Ruhua, they all became honest, and gradually, the few of them also became indifferent.

Li Yourong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said defensively: "Cheng Ruhua, don't come over here."

Cheng Ruhua ignored her shouting, with a charming smile on her red lips, and strode towards Li Yourong.

There was cruelty in Cheng Ruhua's charming eyes. Looking at her like this, Li Yourong suddenly remembered the fists he had received when he was a child.

Seeing that Cheng Ruhua was really angry, Li Yourong couldn't help but soften his tone: "Cheng Ruhua, how old are you? You are still doing this, hey, don't come here."

The little maid next to Li Yourong saw Cheng Ruhua moving non-stop and tremblingly stepped forward and said tremblingly: "Cheng Ruhua, you, a commoner, dare to provoke an official lady, don't you want your life?"

Cheng Ruhua kept moving and said disdainfully: "I'm afraid of you, you hammer!"

When Li Yourong saw Cheng Ruhua approaching, she grabbed the little maid in front of her and said calmly: "I, I, this young lady, don't even bother to meet you, so I will spare you for once today."

After that, without looking at the crowd, he led the maid and turned around and walked away quickly.

Cheng Ruhua stopped and couldn't help but spit: "Look at how cowardly you are. You started to move your hands and cried like you were a child. You were afraid of dirtying my hands."