Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 30 Collecting gossip
Song Qiange walked to the gate, turned a blind eye to Qin Boyi who was in a daze, and walked straight outside.

I saw a large carriage parked by the side of the road, without any decorations, but already luxurious.

Qin Boyi handed Song Qiange his hand, Song Qiange raised his eyebrows, helped her into the car, and acted again?

Ignoring it directly, Song Qiange jumped into the carriage.

After standing still, he said proudly to Qin Boyi, "I don't need help."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the other party's expression, he got into the carriage.

The carriage was spacious and warm, Song Qiange thought Mrs. Zheng was there, but there was no one in the carriage, it was empty.

She picked a soft cushion and asked Qin Boyi who came in: "Where's Auntie?"

"She fell asleep."

"Don't you eat?" Did you mean not to fire at night?

"She occasionally skips lunch to clear her stomach."

Like this... Song Qiange blinked his eyes, he had never seen this before.

Never mind, Song Qiange opened the curtain with great interest and looked outside.

I have read a lot of old sayings before, and imagined how brightly the ancient capital would be, shoulder to shoulder.However, when Song Qiange saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help being shocked.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street were tightly closed, and all the vendors that should have been there disappeared.

There are no pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, some shopkeepers sell coffins, ingots, candles and other items for the underworld.

Looking at it at night, the whole street is gloomy.

Song Qiange looked puzzled and asked, "Aren't the shops allowed to open for the national funeral?"

How can she make a fortune?

Qin Boyi took out the kettle from the dark cabinet, poured two glasses of water, and said:
"There are a lot of contraband products for the national funeral, and no one cares about opening the shop. But there will be green vegetables and tofu for sale at the end of the street in the early morning. Do you want to see it?"

Need not!

Qin Boyi pushed one of the glasses of water towards Song Qiange.

After making a headgear all day, she didn't eat much food or drink water. Song Qiange licked her dry lips, her mouth was really dry.

He drank it all down, and asked casually, "Isn't it illegal to dress like me?"

Qin Boyi curled his lips slightly, and asked back, "Don't you think it's a bit late to ask?"

Song Qiange curled her lips, yes, if she would break the law, people from the Qin family would have stopped her long ago.

"Don't break the law, it's rare for you to have such thoughts." Qin Boyi said again, "After all, it's a funeral. Most people don't think of putting effort into dressing themselves up. It's all about how easy it is."

That's because the ancients were afraid of imperial power, but for Song Qiange, a national funeral is not a funeral, and the emperor has nothing to do with her, so she is not sad.

Song Qiange looked at Qin Boyi suspiciously, making it impossible for Qin Boyi to ignore him.

"what happened?"

"It's strange that Ice Cube speaks a lot."

She thought this topic would end with her.

Qin Boyi was taken aback: "Ice cube essence?"

"Hmm!" Song Qiange raised his eyebrows and said, "From the day you refused to save me, I feel that you are like an ice cube turned into a spirit, frozen for ten miles."

Qin Boyi wanted to laugh, but felt distressed: "I was wrong."

Song Qiange turned his head: "I don't accept it."

If she accepted his apology, wouldn't she want to sing with his husband and play wherever she went?
I don't want it.

"General, the Linglong Pavilion is here."

Song Qiange jumped out of the carriage first, and trotted into the restaurant.

The carved eaves reflect the sun, the painted buildings fly into the clouds, and there are quite a lot of people. What's going on?

She pointed at the crowd and asked Qin Boyi who was walking beside him, "What's that for?"

"A storyteller, he will talk about things in the streets and alleys of the capital every day."

oh?That's a good place to collect gossip information, Song Qiange's eyes sparkled.

"Want to hear?"

The warm breath lingered in his ears, Song Qiange turned his head, and was about to get angry when he found Qin Boyi standing not far away.

(End of this chapter)