Time is slow

   Chapter 545

   "Li San, you are willing to come back!" Jiang Shiran said neither yin nor yang.

   "His Royal Highness Princess and Miss Jiang are here." Qiao Zhao greeted him and instructed Binglu, who was following behind him, "Bubble the tea I brought back from the south."

   "Yes." Ice Green responded, and looked down at the brick in his hand, unable to decide where to put it for a while.

  Qiao Zhao looked down and saw Brick coughing lightly.

  Binglu hurriedly put the bricks under the shelf of the flower guillotine, beware of taking a look at Jiang Shiran before going out.

   Jiang Shiran's expression stiffened when she saw the brick, and sneered, "Why, your maid still wants to hit me with a brick?"

  Qiao Zhao said lightly, "Miss Jiang thinks too much."

   Jiang Shiran waited, seeing that there was no more text behind Qiao Zhao, she couldn't help biting her lip.

   He didn't even have an explanation. Did he expect her to not treat her like this?

   "Li San, you agreed with the nine princesses to adjust the dosage of the ointment three days later. The nine princesses invited you into the palace today but you didn't come. I think you didn't take the nine princesses seriously, did you?"

  Qiao Zhao glanced at Jiang Shiran lightly and looked at Princess Zhenzhen: "Your Highness, take off the veil and let me see."

  Princess Zhenzhen silently took off the veil, quietly tightened the veil and stared at Qiao Zhao, feeling very nervous.

   Jiang Shiran's angry voice rang out: "Are you deaf and can't hear me?"

  Princess Zhenzhen couldn't help frowning, but the sound was particularly harsh.

  Why didn't she think her friends were so noisy before?

  Qiao Zhao then looked at Jiang Shiran and asked calmly, "Can Miss Jiang represent the meaning of Her Royal Highness?"

   Jiang Shiran was stunned by the question, and could not help but look at Princess Zhenzhen.

   Princess Zhenzhen smiled reluctantly at Qiao Zhao: "Of course Ben Gong didn't think so, Ran Ran has a straight temper, don't take it to heart, Miss Li San."

   "Really!" Unexpectedly, Jiang Shiran's friend denied it directly, and suddenly felt a loss of face, and she was very angry in her heart.

   "That's good, I thought Her Royal Highness thought the same thing, but it turned out that it was only Miss Jiang's intention."

   "You—" Jiang Shiran blushed with anger, and retorted, but found that she could not find the point of rebuttal.

   "Please drink tea." Binglu brought the tray over, put the teacup away, stepped aside and picked up the brick again.

  The brick used for the feet is quite solid, the little girl thought silently.

Although Qiao Zhao took a nap in the house next door, he was physically and mentally exhausted from copying Xing Yushi's words for the past two days. At this time, he still felt a dull pain in his head. Continue to apply it from today, wash off the ointment before going to bed in the morning and apply a new one, repeat this process, and see the effect after seven days.”

   Princess Zhenzhen was a little disappointed and couldn't help asking: "Is that so?"

  Qiao Zhao smiled and looked at Princess Zhenzhen: "Usually it will take ten days and a half for a pimple to disappear."

   Princess Zhenzhen knew that she had lost her way, and her face was slightly hot: "It's Ben Gong who is impatient."

  The imperial grandmother likes girls who are well-behaved and sensible. She can't speak as recklessly as Jiang Shiran, and has a reputation for being domineering.

   The thick cotton curtain shook, Azhu walked in and whispered a few words in Qiao Zhao's ear.

  Qiao Zhao's surprised look flashed across his face, and he stood up: "Your Highness, Miss Jiang, I'll excuse me first."

   "Then we'll-" Princess Zhenzhen suddenly noticed Jiang Shiran kicked her quietly in the middle of her words, and then changed her words, "Then we'll wait for you, Miss Li San, hurry up and get busy."

  Qiao Zhao bowed slightly apologetically, walked to the door and paused: "Binglu, follow me out."

   To be on the safe side, let's take the maid with the bricks away, otherwise she will turn around and photograph the two sitting in the hall with the bricks, and she will have a headache again.

   As soon as Qiao Zhao left, Princess Zhenzhen took a sip of tea and said to the maid serving in the hall, "Go down, this palace has something to tell Miss Jiang."

   The maid who served the tea naturally did not dare to refute the princess, and hurriedly withdrew.

   Princess Zhenzhen looked at Jiang Shiran.

   "Really, did you notice that Li San's face changed when that maid came in to talk just now?"

  Princess Zhenzhen nodded.

   She saw the surprise of the other party just now, but she didn't think it had anything to do with herself.

   Jiang Shiran frowned when she saw her friend was indifferent, "Really, aren't you curious? She must have encountered a major event, otherwise her paralyzed face, how could she have such an expression?"

   "Big event?" For some reason, the back of a horse flashed in Princess Zhenzhen's mind.

  Champion Hou left in the direction of Xingzi Hutong. Did he visit Li's house?

   "No, I'll go check the situation." Jiang Shiran raised her voice and called the maid in, "Take me to the clean room."

Qiao Zhao hurried to the living room, and before he got to the door, he heard Li Guangwen's roar: "No reason, Zhaozhao is not yet fourteen years old, and the Marquis of Jing'an actually invited a matchmaker to come to propose marriage, the Marquis of Jing'an was kicked by a donkey in the head. ?"

   Mrs. Deng's coughing sound came from the hall: "Boss, calm down."

   "Calm down? I can't calm down. The thought of my daughter being remembered before she's fourteen makes my liver hurt."

   Miss Qiao outside the door couldn't help but nod her head.

   Yes, her liver hurts from anger now.

   It was promised that he would only come to propose marriage in the spring of next year. What kind of wind did Shao Mingyuan suddenly smoke? Ordinary people may be ecstatic about this, but her father is obviously different from ordinary people.

   "Three girls are here." shouted the maid standing at the door.

  Qiao Zhao walked in.

  The hall suddenly became quiet.

   After walking all the way, Qiao Zhao had recovered his calmness and greeted Mrs. Deng and Li Guangwen.

   Mrs. Deng said with a complicated look: "Third girl, a matchmaker has just come to the door to propose marriage to you for the second son of the Jing'an Hou residence. Grandma thinks this is a bit sudden, so she asked you to come and ask."

   "Where's the matchmaker?" Qiao Zhao asked.

   She also felt sudden.

   Mrs. Deng glanced at Li Guangwen who was angry, and said helplessly, "I was driven away by your father."

  Li Guangwen snorted coldly: "If you don't drive away this kind of confused matchmaker, will you keep it at our house for the Chinese New Year?"

   Qiao Zhao's mouth curved.

   was originally a little annoyed, but for some reason she just wanted to laugh after hearing what her father said.

  The sound of hurried footsteps came, and before the maid's announcement, Mrs. He and the second wife Mrs. Liu walked in together.

   Mrs. Liu was about to greet Mrs. Deng when Mrs. He hurriedly asked, "Mrs. Mrs., I heard that a matchmaker has come to propose marriage?"

   "Humph!" Li Guangwen was still too angry to speak.

   Afraid that Mrs. He might have fetal gas because of his anger, Mrs. Deng hurriedly comforted him: "Sit down first, don't be in a hurry, there are matchmakers who come to propose marriage, but—"

   He was overjoyed after hearing half of what He said, and he stroked his hands and said, "That's great, I'll just say that there are people with good eyesight, how could my Zhao Zhao not be able to marry!"

   Mrs. Deng: "..."

   (end of this chapter)