The actor was frightened

Leng Jue returned to the room with a lonely expression on his face.

Seeing someone come in, Ning Qingying ordered: "Come out with me tomorrow, I heard—Elder Leng?"

Leng Jue sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Ning Qingying asked.

Leng Jue didn't speak.

With empty hands, it seems that Xiao Lingyuan did not refuse, but the bruises around his eyes indicate that the situation is not good...

"Have you given something to someone?" Ning Qingying asked.

Leng Jue nodded.

"Since the item has been given, we—"

Leng Jue interrupted, "I want to drink."

Ning Qingying: "..."

Leng Jue lowered his eyes and said, "He said he doesn't like me."

Ning Qingying: "..."

Leng Jue was very hurt, and said in a muffled voice: "This subordinate feels very uncomfortable at this moment, and I don't know what to do."

Ning Qingying coughed lightly and said flatly, "What happened?"

Leng Jue told people the ins and outs of the matter, without missing a single detail.So Ning Qingying's heart ached more and more as she listened.

"Your Majesty also thinks it's impossible for him to like me?" Leng Jue asked.

Ning Qingying shook her head, and said in the tone of a person who has come before, "Be a little more reserved, and you want to play hard to get someone like Xiao Lingyuan."

What's the matter with "you feel comfortable kissing" at the beginning!

Gu Chenbi has hooligan cancer, he is terminally ill and cannot be cured, don't learn from him!

Leng Jue didn't understand and looked confused.

Ning Qingying had to use the most simple and easy-to-understand sentences: "Be gentle with your sweetheart, don't always be cold, and smile more."

Leng Jue said: "I laughed, and the voice was very soft."

Ning Qingying: "...and then?"

"Mr. Lingyuan said I'd yell at him." Leng Jue said dejectedly.

Although it was very unkind, Ning Qingying couldn't help laughing.

"Do you have a sweetheart?" Xiao Lingyuan asked suddenly.

Ning Qingying tried her best to conceal her unnaturalness, and said calmly, "Yes."

Leng Jue said: "That person must be very good, right?"

"Him?" Ning Qingying was habitually arrogant, but the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and she couldn't help laughing for a while, then shook her head after a while, with a disgusted expression on her face, "It's okay."

Leng Jue had never seen his Junshang look so innocent, he was stunned for a long time, and after realizing it, he held his fists and looked in awe: "The person who can match the Junshang must be a dragon and phoenix among men."

Ning Qingying remembered this person's attitude towards Gu Chenbi, and was a little worried: "Maybe you are not very supportive——"

"This subordinate swears to be loyal to the emperor to the death," Leng Jue interrupted and said firmly, "Whoever the emperor likes, the subordinate will think who is the best."

Hearing this, Ning Qingying took a sip of tea calmly, cleared her throat and said, "What do you think... Gu Chenbi?"

Leng Jue didn't even think about it: "The character is extremely bad."

Ning Qingying took another sip of tea calmly, "Oh."

"Madam must be absolutely devoted to Your Majesty." Leng Jue consciously changed her nickname.

Ning Qingying: "...um."

"Why don't you see her with Junshang? Don't you miss her?" Leng Jue asked.

Ning Qingying: "..."

It's so annoying to look down all day and not see up.

When they met, they kissed and hugged each other so tightly that they couldn't breathe, it was so annoying.

The air is full of wet and greasy little love stories, it's annoying to death.

"Your Majesty?"

"En." Ning Qingying came back to her senses and said calmly, "How is Elder Leng's investigation going?"

But Elder Leng, who had just lost his love, obviously didn't want to discuss such a serious topic, so he continued to ask: "Which girl is so blessed?"

Ning Qingying: "..."

Miss Gu next door sneezed hard for no reason.

Leng Jue seemed to have fallen into the pit of Mrs. Mojun, and said unrelentingly: "This subordinate is really curious——"

"Elder Leng," Ning Qingying hurriedly changed the subject, "Do you know what Xiao Lingyuan likes?"

Leng Jue really left the mysterious Mrs. Demon Monarch behind, and said humbly: "What?"

Ning Qingying said: "He likes rouge and gouache."

Leng Jue's ice-berg face softened slightly, and he said, "Mr. Lingyuan is really elegant."

Ning Qingying: "..." That's my mother.

The style of Xueyue Zhai is warm and soft, with a dark fragrance, but the entrance is a bit deserted.

Leng Jue froze at the door, a little hesitant.

Ning Qingying reminded: "Mr. Lingyuan."

Leng Jue bit the bullet and walked in with an iceberg face.

The flamboyant proprietress was about to come up to her, but she trembled when she saw the person, and she was too frightened to speak.

Leng Jue didn't know what to do, so he coughed.

The landlady's legs gave way and she nearly collapsed on the ground, but she still forced a smile and said, "Young master...Young man..."

Leng Jue glanced at his family Junshang expressionlessly, not knowing how to deal with the proprietress.

Ning Qingying was looking at the store, but didn't notice the look of someone asking for help.

"The business of the small shop is not good recently, Ruru... If you need it," the proprietress said cruelly, "Take whatever you like, just spare my life..."

Leng Jue still didn't say a word.

The women in the store were so frightened that they sneaked out, and there were only a few people left in the store at this time.

"Are you the proprietress?" Ning Qingying looked at her.

"Yes," the proprietress said, seeing that the speaker was dressed in white and blue, elegant and elegant, and did not look like an unreasonable person, "May I ask why you two came to the shop to—?"

Ning Qingying said: "It's just a box of gouache."

The proprietress was uneasy, she lowered her head and dared not speak.

"I heard that your rouge powder is the best?" Ning Qingying asked.

The proprietress laughed dryly: "It's all lies, it's all lies..."

"Too modest." Ning Qingying took a few steps forward, picked up the small box on the wooden cabinet, gently opened it, and sniffed it closely. "It's very good."

The proprietress smiled apologetically, "I'm overwhelmed."

"Which one is the best here?" Ning Qingying asked.

The proprietress carefully took out a delicate reddish-brown pear wood box from the shelf.

Ning Qingying held it upside down in her hand, and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, "It must be like this."

"It is said that it can turn ugliness into beauty, and pedantry into magic." Ning Qingying handed the box to Leng Jue, "just let your sweetheart try it and see if it can become more beautiful."

When the proprietress heard this, her expression changed.

"By the way, a woman named Luluo seems to use this," Ning Qingying looked at the proprietress, and said with a smile, "Isn't it?"

The proprietress seemed to have remembered something, and looked around in a panic.

Ning Qingying shook her head and said puzzledly: "That woman's appearance is not amazing, but she became beautiful overnight, it's really strange to say—"

The proprietress was already in a cold sweat.

Ning Qingying continued: "Of course it's a good thing to look good overnight, but it's sad to disappear immediately after you look good."

The proprietress looked at the man and asked, "What do you really want?"

Ning Qingying chuckled lightly: "Are you guilty?"

The proprietress said: "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It is a mutual agreement. What does it matter to me if she dies?"

I thought I had encountered a robbery, but I didn't expect it to be the person who was entangled in this matter. The proprietress looked at him fixedly: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence."

"This matter has already affected my Xue Yue Zhai's business," the proprietress said, looking at the deserted shop, "If you two intend to make trouble, please go back."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked to the back room.

"I bought this rouge," Ning Qingying suddenly stopped and asked, "How much money?"

The proprietress paused.

Ning Qingying took out an ingot of silver, put it on the wooden cabinet, and asked, "Is the store not entertaining customers now?"

The proprietress had to return it.

Ning Qingying asked: "Is this thing really so magical?"

The proprietress said: "It's just a rumor."

"Since it's a rumor, why not make it clear?" Ning Qingying said.

After a long time, the proprietress said: "Miss Luluo has been here several times before, and she always wanted to buy that box of rouge. A few days ago, she finally saved enough money and bought it with satisfaction."

"After that, what happened later." Ning Qingying finished speaking for others.

"This is ordinary rouge. It can make people look better at most. How can it have the effect of changing the appearance?" The proprietress smiled bitterly. That's it."

Ning Qingying opened the box and smelled it, and there was indeed no strange smell.

"I'm just coming here to investigate the situation, I don't mean to offend." Ning Qingying put another ingot of silver on the wooden cabinet, "Bring me another box."

Seeing this, Leng Jue, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "Your Majesty, this is—"

Ning Qingying nodded.

Leng Jue said: "It turns out that Madam Mojun also likes this kind of thing."

The half-hidden door was suddenly pushed open, and the proprietress hurriedly went up to say hello: "Is this young master?"

...Which son actually came to visit the gouache shop?Ning Qingying rubbed the box in her hand, pricked up her ears, and listened attentively to the movement at the door.

"Pick something for my sweetheart." An unusually familiar voice came from behind.

Ning Qingying: "..."

Bastard, don't stick to me.

Wherever I go, you follow me, and you can't shake me off.

I'm so annoying.

"I don't know what kind of sweetheart the young master likes?" The proprietress warmly entertained people, but she wondered in her heart, why are all the guests today male?

Gu Chenbi raised the corner of his mouth: "The one in that young master's hand is fine."

Ning Qingying with her back to the person: "..."

Can you see what's in my hand?

The proprietress immediately understood and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

Gu Chenbi walked forward with the others, stopped beside the wooden cabinet, and stood side by side with Ning Qingying.

"What a coincidence." Gu Chenbi moved closer to the person and said in a low voice.