famous moon

Chapter 15

That's why she made some strange actions, which made everyone in the capital think she was a nympho!

Also, in her previous life, Lin Qingfu's actions were more poisonous than snakes and scorpions. How could such a woman be the mother of the world?

Lin Qingfu's eyes became hollow, and a terrifying aura gradually permeated her whole body. She retreated all the way to the door, then turned around suddenly, and fled away like flying.

Lin Qinghe flicked his sleeves, and said disdainfully: "With such poor defense ability, you still want to fight with me, you really can't control yourself."

As soon as Lin Qingfu left, Ding Xiang came in with a food box in her hand.

Ding Xiang said: "Miss, I saw Second Miss running out quickly, did she not hit you?"

As he spoke, he opened the food box and took out porridge and buns, two plates of pickles, and a small plate of peanuts.

The life in Xiangye's mansion was really hard, Lin Qinghe decided to go out for a walk, Ding Xiang was very happy, took the embroidery work embroidered in the past few days, and said that she was going to sell it on the street, and exchanged it for a few pennies.

When the two went out, Lin Qinghe covered her face with a light veil, covering her face.

Stopping on the side of the street, Ding Xiang said: "Miss, it's the most suitable place to set up a stall."

Spread the piece of white cloth that she was carrying on the ground, and put the embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets, and purses on it.

There were many people coming and going, but very few people looked at the purses and sachets. However, most of them would glance at Lin Qinghe with their eyes.

A dude came over, followed by a few servants who were like wolves and tigers.

The group of people laughed grimly, and the young master gently picked up the handkerchief on the ground with a fan, and said, "I bought all of these for you, how about you take off the white gauze on your face?"

Lin Qinghe glanced slightly, and said, "Unfortunately, you are not qualified."

Behind him, a servant barked his teeth and clawed and said: "You ignorant girl, what a character our Mr. Murong is, talking to such a lowly person like you already thinks highly of you! Don't be ashamed!"

He thought that the one who came out to sell embroidery was just a girl from a poor family, and Lin Qinghe's clothes were really ordinary, not gorgeous, and she didn't even have any jewelry on her body, so she should be a woman with no background.

Such women are the easiest to bully. After they are bullied, they usually dare not say a word, and even if they do, no one dares to stop them.

Lin Qinghe's gaze turned slightly, those clear and extremely aura eyes made this Mr. Murong involuntarily bewildered.

A woman who can have such a pair of eyes shouldn't be too bad, besides, she has an elegant temperament, a curvy figure, and a curvy figure.

Even if she couldn't see her face, it wasn't hard to feel that this woman was a beauty.

At this moment, a sullen voice came: "Brother Murong, why are you in such a good mood?"

Young Master Murong said with a playful smile, "So it's Brother Xuanyuan."

Lin Qinghe looked at them coldly. In the previous life, they had crossed paths with her.

This Mr. Murong is Murong Ren, the eldest son of Murong Zhen, the richest man in the capital, and Mr. Xuanyuan is the son of Xuanyuan Grand Master Xuanyuan Zhan.

Murong Ren is not benevolent at all, relying on his father being a wealthy man and being on good terms with the ministers of the court, so he oppresses the people and commits all kinds of crimes on weekdays, he is a tyrant in the capital.

She knew better about Xuanyuan Zhan. Someone wanted to be a matchmaker before and betrothed her to Xuanyuan Zhan, but he sternly refused and taunted her. He also said that if it was the second young lady Lin Qingfu, he would definitely marry her Come back, and Lin Qinghe, even if he puts on ten miles of red makeup, he doesn't want it.

In other words, both of these are: scum!male!

Xuanyuan Zhan's eyes fell on Lin Qinghe, he smiled faintly, and said, "A man, what kind of embroidery do you want, and pouches and sachets are naturally given by someone."

(End of this chapter)