Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 110

At this time, the clerk came over with 60 taels of silver in his hand, and said to Qingcheng happily: "Master, do you want to take two books next time? The villain can keep it for you."

Qingcheng looked at the two ancient books on the table, took the silver and said lightly: "No need."

Chu Ziyue heard Qingcheng's extremely cold tone, and knew in his heart that maybe she didn't bring enough money when she went out.

From the moment he came in, he felt that this person gave him a very unusual aura, so he said politely: "I want those two books, my brother, since we are destined to meet here, why don't you just take these two books?" The ancient books are given to you, I must be a book lover, how can you leave your beloved books on the road and be bought by others."

Qingcheng had no interest in listening to Chu Ziyue's long speeches.

She didn't know this person at all, and she never took advantage of sudden good things and advantages, because it was unnecessary, maybe there was something unknown behind the good things.

"No need, keep it for yourself." Qingcheng's cold and alienated tone made Chu Ziyue startled, and then he came back to his senses, and smiled with his hand on the fan, but there was a trace of embarrassment in that smile.

Qingcheng didn't stop, and went straight out of the ancient ink room, not looking at the reaction of the two of them.

"This man is interesting!" Chu Ziyue sighed, which surprised Wen Ziran behind him.

"What's wrong with you, I'm afraid the people who treated you like this in the past will not end well." Wen Ziran said in disbelief. He thought he was going to persuade him to avoid committing a bloody crime again, but he unexpectedly No sign of anger.

Chu Zi restrained his smile more, his rigid face was full of cruelty and domineering.

The clerk looked at Chu Ziyue who changed his face instantly, and asked him cautiously: "Master, these two books?"

"Take it!" Chu Ziyue and Wen Ziran dropped two words and turned to look at the calligraphy and painting.

After putting away the two books, Wen Ziran started admiring calligraphy and painting.

"Canglan is a fun place, where else have we not been?" Chu Ziyue asked Wen Ziran behind him.

Wen Ziran replied indifferently: "Cang Lan can finish shopping in a few days, shouldn't you go back, otherwise those old guys will die of anxiety."

Chu Ziyue sneered, and said sarcastically: "They will be happy if I don't go back. Don't worry, go to all the fun places in Canglan first, so that this trip will not be in vain."

After finishing speaking, Chu Ziyue continued to enjoy the painting and calligraphy with peace of mind.

Wen Ziran had no choice but to give up and said nothing more.

Holding a calligraphy and painting in his hands, Qingcheng was walking on the street. Pedestrians had already started to come and go on the street. The steamed buns that had just come out of the cage were still steaming. The white and fat buns looked really good, and there were all kinds of food smells tempting people.

Qingcheng came out early in the morning and didn't eat, and she was also very hungry at this time.

Qingcheng looked at all kinds of food hawking on both sides of the road, and walked to the bun shop following the scent.

Then I found a seat to sit down, and there were quite a few people eating breakfast inside. The bun shop not only sells buns, but also rice porridge.

The people inside looked at Qingcheng for a few times, but they shrank back to eat after being stared at by Qingcheng.

Qingcheng herself has an indifferent and cold temperament, so she doesn't blame others for looking at her strangely.

The steamed stuffed buns and porridge came out quickly, the steamer was steaming, and the steamed stuffed buns were lying in it, plump and looking very appetizing.

Qingcheng seldom eats in places with so many people, because she is not used to being watched.

Qingcheng bit into a tofu stuffed bun and drank a mouthful of porridge. It would have been better if she didn't have so many scrutinizing eyes.

After finishing breakfast, I started to feel warm all over after eating, from the inside to the outside.

When I came out after breakfast, there were more pedestrians outside, coming and going, vendors and butcher shops, sitting and buying.

Qingcheng quietly avoided everyone, went back to the Immortal Cave, stayed in her room, and hung the painting on the wall.

Liu Yan and Yu Tong didn't know that she had come back, and they didn't disturb her. Qingcheng read those books by herself in the room, flipped through them, and got a general understanding of Canglan's history.

After reading the history, I started to look at the powerful and famous families and officials in various countries today, masters.

After watching for a long time, there is still no one surnamed Jun.

Picking up the last book, Qingcheng's heart was as calm as water, without waves.

Qingcheng rested her elbows on the table, staring at the last unread book on the table, flipping the pages sleepily.

This is a book about the secrets of the royal family. Some things in it are about the secrets of the Canglan royal family, changing dynasties, killing mothers and fathers, and seizing the throne.

But this kind of thing, there are too many Chinese histories, and Qingcheng looks at it boringly before continuing to flip through it.

Only the last few pages left to read, and at this moment,

dong dong——
There was a knock on the door outside, and Qingcheng saw two people photocopied on the door frame, and knew in her heart that it was Liuyan and Yutong who had come.

Close the book, get up and open the door.

"Miss, yesterday you said you were going out today, so let's take a look." Liu Yan came in and explained why they came.

Qing Cheng's long and black eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, and he uttered an "um" from his throat.

"We came in the morning, but there was no one in the room, miss, have you been out?"

Yutong asked a question, but just mentioned it casually.

Qingcheng nodded and didn't want to talk too much. She didn't gain anything from going out, and she wasn't in a good mood.

Liu Yan looked into the room unintentionally, and when she saw the painting on the wall, her pupils dilated unconsciously, and there were some inexplicable emotions in her eyes.

"Since Miss is fine, let's leave first." Liu Yan said in a low voice, but her tone was slightly flustered, and she lost her usual composure.

Yutong also saw the painting on the wall, her eyes changed slightly, and she also left with Liuyan.

The changes in their expressions did not escape Qing Cheng's eyes. When Liu Yan first saw the painting, panic, shock and confusion were evident in her eyes.

Qingcheng looked at the painting on the wall, and then at the direction in which the two left, full of confusion and puzzlement.

They know the people in the painting, and they have an unusual relationship, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a big touch.

Perhaps, there are many things behind this that she doesn't know.

Qingcheng sat back on the pear flower chair, looked at the ancient books on the table, but didn't have any mood to read them again, and let them lie there.

Qingcheng took some money and was going to go out again. She won't get anything by staying here, so she might as well go out and look around more, not to mention what she can find, at least she won't have to be bored in the house all the time.

Qingcheng carefully covered the red marks on his face with something similar to a human skin mask, and thickened a bunch of eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, flying obliquely into the temples.

The shoes are also padded up as usual, and they look a little more than 1.7 meters. What's more, she is young, only 15 years old, so it is difficult for others to tell that she is a woman.

Qingcheng looked in the mirror once, it was very good, there was no flaw, and slipped out again quietly.
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(End of this chapter)