High-priced businesswoman: Princess does not compete for favor

Chapter 146 Murong Xianchen
Xing Qingcheng took Yulu for a casual stroll on the street, saw the snacks in Zhongyan, and bought some.

I saw on the street, the two of them loved each other so much, the two who were following in the dark could only watch with pouting lips unwillingly, for fear that if they didn't pay attention, Qing Qingcheng would disappear.

Yan Qingcheng took Yulu to walk through almost every small stall, but the two people who followed admired Yan Qingcheng very much.

Sure enough, when women go shopping, there is no end to it.They were not tired, but the two people who followed felt tired.I don't think they felt so tired when they practiced hard in the past few years.

With a long sigh in my heart, I could only bite the bullet and follow up.

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"Miss, let's take a break." Yulu said while eating a few kebabs in her hand.

Yan Qingcheng nodded, looked around, but looked up and saw an ancient building overpass with few people in front.

"where are we going."

"Okay, miss." Yulu looked up, where there were few people and it was very quiet, and there were streets below, which was the best place to see the scenery.

Ji Qingcheng and Yulu went up to the pointed place and stood on the top of the ancient building overpass.

Looking down at the people on the street and the shouts of the hawkers, I really feel that the night view here is not bad.

When Baili Cangyue and Nan Fenglan saw that Qing Qingcheng was on the overpass, they stood below angrily and stared at them.

There is no cover on the overpass of the ancient building. They will definitely be found when they go up. It is better to feel wronged and stand below and stare.

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Yan Qingcheng looked up at the starry sky, it has been some time since ancient times.

I don't know where I am in modern times, what happened to my relatives and friends, if I'm still looking for her anxiously.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of sadness on Yan Qingcheng's face, and he also missed them a little.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm a little homesick."

"That's right, it's been a while since we left Qingchuan, the master must miss Miss."

There was a smile on the corner of Yan Qingcheng's mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Yes, in ancient times, there was also a father who missed her and loved her dearly.

Ya Ya, who was standing on the edge of the high platform, looked at Qing Qingcheng, and he knew that Qing Qing was definitely not just homesick.

Just as Yan Qingcheng continued to look up at the starry sky, he saw a shooting star passing by.

Yan Qingcheng immediately closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and made a wish.She hopes that no matter it is ancient or modern, those she loves can live a safe and happy life.

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Murong Xianchen was bored in his free time, wandering alone in the bustling market, and unknowingly came to the overpass.

With indifferent eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a woman standing there in front of the overpass, with a maid and a pet beside her playing around.

The woman turned around and looked at the quarrelsome one and one pet, with a very happy expression on her face.

When Murong Xianchen saw the woman's face clearly, his heart, which had been quiet for a long time, was also beating violently at this moment.

He sighed in his heart, what a beautiful woman, this is the first time he came to ancient times and felt that the woman in front of him was the most beautiful woman in ancient times.

Although he has seen all kinds of beauties in normal times, he doesn't like the beauty of those people.

When Murong Xianchen looked at Yan Qingcheng again, he suddenly thought of a poem that matched the current situation very well.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

Take a look at the city of Qingren, and then look at the country of Qingren. "

Murong Xianchen walked briskly towards the direction of Qing Qingcheng.

Yulu, who was playing with Yaya, got up and looked over after hearing the sound.

What a handsome man, he is a completely different beauty from Uncle and Master Nanfeng.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the man approaching with curious eyes, how could he know that poem.

Is it a coincidence or that he also traveled through time.

(End of this chapter)