After getting along for a short time, Qiao Zhenzhen felt that Han Zheng was not a difficult person to get along with.

Indeed, a tool man with perfect conditions in all aspects, the second male lead is essentially not bad at all, and is considered qualified as a marriage partner.

Led by Ten Wan, the group turned left and right, passed several halls, crossed the temple gate, and arrived at the crowded market.

Although some pilgrims were diverted away from the Guanghua Temple mentioned by Ten Thousand, there were still many people coming to Baoguo Temple to participate in the Buddha Bathing Festival.

Moreover, those who are able to climb mountains and are willing to climb mountains are all in good health.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't walk long when she was bumped on the shoulder.

Of course her physical fitness is also good.

He didn't follow the routine and was knocked into the arms of the man next to him - Han Zheng, causing him to stagger.

The man who was pushed back had a look of amazement in his eyes, but he was frightened by the two tall and strong men with knives beside Qiao Zhenzhen, so he did not dare to say anything and walked around muttering.

Qiao Zhenzhen told Xia Xiang, "There are many people today, so be careful with your wallet."

Xia Xiang patted the purse in her arms, "Don't worry, girl, I'm alert."

Han Zheng glanced at Qiao Zhenzhen, and consciously sandwiched the three girls with Song Jiuzheng.

Qiao Zhenzhen stopped in front of a small vendor selling bamboo products. As soon as she picked up a pen holder engraved with the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, she heard a familiar voice next to her.

"Brother Yunzhi, do you think I look good wearing this?"

Tang Anning?

Wei Yunzhi?

Isn't it right...this venue with thousands of people is so close to each other by chance?

Qiao Zhenzhen held the pen holder, turned her head to the left, and her eyes converged with Wei Yunzhi's.

Wei Yunzhi still looked the same as the last time we met, with the same sickly and harmless handsome appearance, with his tear stain hidden in the shadows, which made him particularly pitiful.

Tang Anning saw that Wei Yunzhi was not looking at her, so she followed his gaze and turned around.

What came into view was a face that was so dazzling that it made people feel dazzled.

After that——

She saw Han Zheng, who was calm and handsome in official uniform, accompanying her.

Finally, the protagonists of the four-person story gathered together.

"Wow -" Tenwan pulled Han Zheng's calves and stood up, "Is this the legendary Shura Field?"

Qiao Zhenzhen couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and said to Ten Wan in her heart:

"It's a little bit different, but not that exaggerated."

"Brother Han."

Tang Anning's expression showed a bit of surprise, but she quickly calmed down. She greeted Qiao Zhenzhen in a soft voice: "...What a coincidence, Yuying, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"An Ning, Mr. Wei." Qiao Zhenzhen raised the corner of her mouth and put on a friendly smile, "It's really a coincidence. Why didn't I see you in the main hall when we just attended the Buddhist meeting?"

Tang Anning's face showed a bit of embarrassment.

It was as if Qiao Zhenzhen deliberately said something wrong to embarrass her.

"Huh, my family is so important. Is there any need to show off like this in front of my girl?"

A maid behind Tang Anning was heard whispering.

This sound was just enough to reach the ears of everyone present.

Tang Anning immediately scolded: "Chunya, don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with Yuying."

Qiao Zhenzhen still has an impression of this cute round-faced girl.

"I'm really sorry, Yuying. This girl is spoiled by me. She doesn't care about the importance of her words. You must not be angry."

Since she has said so, if Qiao Zhenzhen continues to speak out and have the same knowledge as a servant, she will definitely leave a domineering impression on others.

That's the case with White Lotus. On the surface, she says you must not be angry, but when she says this, she usually makes the other person even more angry.

Wei Yunzhi and Han Zheng's eyes were all focused on Qiao Zhenzhen because of Tang Anning's words.

If Mo Yuying's temper were different, the other party would definitely be unable to get off the stage.

But the smile on Qiao Zhenzhen's face did not diminish by half. She raised one hand, brushed her elbow against Xia Xiang's shoulder, and touched her temples.

Xia Xiang understood and snorted coldly.

"Why, my father has a high official position and yet he is at fault?"

She glanced at Chun Ya contemptuously.

"My girl just asked a question casually, so how can she be showing off? She has dark thoughts in her heart and is shady, but she also wants to think the worst of others, haha. You can say that she is spoiled, as long as she has any servants. master."

"Well said! Xia Xiazi, you are such a good maid."

Ten Thousand cheered and rubbed Xia Xiang's calf a few times.

"Xia Xiang, don't talk nonsense."

Qiao Zhenzhen put down the pen holder in her hand, quickly took Tang Anning's hand, and said with an apologetic smile:

"I'm really sorry, An Ning. This girl is spoiled by me. She doesn't care about the importance of her words. Don't be angry."

In a daze, he changed the name of Tang Anning's words and returned them to her intact.

The indifferent look on Tang Anning's face almost cracked.

Ten thousand people made a series of "quack, quack, quack, quack" sounds in unison.

"You're laughing me to death, Qiao Zhenzhen, you are really going to laugh me to death!"

Chun Ya shouted: "You, you are going too far! Don't bully my young lady like this!"

However, Xia Xiang knelt down and said, "This is what the girl taught you. It's my servant's words that are meaningless. I hope Miss Tang won't take it to heart."

The two maids spoke almost at the same time.

In just a few words, the difference has been made.

Qiu Xing hurriedly pressed down on Chun Ya, trying to pull her aside, while saying, "Say less."

Chun Ya shook off Qiu Xing's hand and glared at Qiao Zhenzhen's master and servant.

Wei Yunzhi's eyes were dark and his expression was subtle.

Han Zheng was stunned for a moment. Interpreting the words exchanged between girls was obviously not his strong point.

But no matter how dull he was, he could still hear a trace of disharmony between the two.

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the hairpin in Tang Anning's hand made from shells that looked like a bunch of wisteria flowers.

"This hairpin is very beautiful and suits you very well."

She said, picking up on what Tang Anning had asked Wei Yunzhi before.

Today, Tang Anning is still wearing a lavender dress, fresh and pleasant.

In Tang Anning's eyes, Mo Yuying, who always imitated her in the past, was now dressed like a wealthy peony.

Such a make-up can truly release all her beauty, dazzling and gorgeous.

Out of reach.

Even the dissatisfaction of others is expressed in a somewhat gentle way——

The little vendor selling bamboo carvings couldn't help but say:

"Girl, do you still want that pen holder? If you want to chat, why not go to the side and chat..."

Qiao Zhenzhen let go of Tang Anning's hand and turned her head, "I want it. Did you carve it yourself?"

She picked up the pen holder with which the Eight Immortals Crossed the Sea just now.

The vendor said: "I made it myself."

Leaving the other three protagonists aside, Qiao Zhenzhen chatted with the vendor.

Wei Yunzhi and Han Zheng cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty."

Han Zheng replied: "Brother Wei."

Tang Anning suppressed her emotions and asked, "Why is Brother Han wearing official uniform?"

At this time, Qiao Zhenzhen interrupted, "He came from the Yamen and will have to go back later."

The tone is normal, making people unable to distinguish between joy and anger.

Han Zheng looked a little uncomfortable.

Wei Yunzhi looked at Qiao Zhenzhen, then at Han Zheng, and said with a smile: "Why didn't the prince change classes with others?"

"I……"

His eyes couldn't help but look at Tang Anning.

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