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At the same time, in the capital city.

Joe, still wearing his white veil, hurried to the center of the bustling market.

"Uncle, may I ask, where is Fragrant Storey and Tea House?" Qiao Qiao continued to look around, finally stopping a middle-aged uncle as he asked.

"Fragrant Storey and Tea House." The old man thought for a moment, then pointed to the end of the market, "Girl, you'll see if you walk east along this road."

"Ok, thank you uncle." Qiao Qiao still had a joyful smile on his face as he followed the direction of the uncle's finger.

She secretly wrote back and forth with Zi Ran, meeting them at the Fragrant Storey teahouse. Ever since Qiao Qiao had transmigrated, this was the first time he had walked between the markets of the capital.

On both sides of the street, there were hawkers pushing carts and stalls, and in front of them were all kinds of small ornaments. If it was in the past, Qiao Qiao would definitely have stopped walking, her eyes were still lingering, and she looked at these strange things in a novel manner. But today, she knew that she really wasn't out for a sightseeing trip.

"Miss, come take a look. This pear blossom hairpin is very suitable for you." An old man nearby waved his hand and called out to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao was still unconcerned, but he was attracted by the pear flower hairpin in the uncle's mouth and stopped in his tracks.

She touched her hair, but it was empty.

The pear blossom hairpin that Yan Mo Chen had given her was still in the palace. That day, she was in a hurry and forgot to take the hairpin with her when she left.

"Miss, come take a look." Your grandfather saw that Joe was still hesitating, so he continued.

Qiao Qiao still turned her head slightly. When she saw that the pear flower hairpin in the elder's hand was exactly the same as the one given to her by Yan Mo Chen, she was elated and raised her eyebrows as she asked.

"Uncle, how much are you selling this hairpin for?" Joe walked over and took the pear blossom hairpin and looked at it over and over.

"Miss, this hairpin is fated to be yours, so I'll give it to you as a gift." The old man continued to grin at Joe.

"Give it to me?" Qiao Qiao was still shocked. He clearly did not expect that there would be such an opportunity.

"That's right. It seems that this hairpin is quite compatible with a lady's temperament. Giving it to you is also fate between you and me." The lord said with a sincere expression.

"This …" Qiao Qiao paused for a moment. In his hand was that pear blossom hairpin, yet he couldn't let go of it. "I can't ask for your hairpin for free. How about this, I also want to give you something." As he spoke, Qiao Qiao took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to the Lord.

"This jade pendant isn't worth much money, but at least I got a gift from you. Take it, sir." Qiao Qiao was still holding the jade pendant that she had obtained from Prime Minister Luo's study. She still had not found out the use of this jade pendant, but it still ended up in her hands after a few twists and turns. Since it was useless now, she might as well give it to this old man.

"Then this old man thanks Miss." The old man smiled slowly and took the jade pendant from Qiao Qiao's hand. He then gave the pear blossom hairpin to Qiao Qiao.

"Thank you, sir." Qiao Qiao received the hairpin with a face full of joy. He gently raised his hand and inserted the hairpin into his hair.

She slowly turned around and continued to walk in the direction of the Fragrant Storey and Tea House.

Now that her hair was decorated with this pear blossom hairpin, she looked even more radiant as she walked.

After she left, a shadow appeared on the old man's stall.

"Young Master, I've already followed your wishes and given the hairpin to that lady." The Old Master said to the shadow.

"Thank you very much." A deep male voice slowly sounded from the shadow, following which a gold ingot appeared on the old man's stall.

"Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master." The old man repeatedly kowtowed in thanks.

Not long after, the shadow on the booth gradually disappeared …

Qiao Qiao still walked for less than half a quarter of an hour when she saw the impressively large words' Fragrant Storey 'from the west. She slowly smiled and walked inside.

"Dear guests, how many of you are there?" As soon as he entered, the servant of the teahouse came up to him with a smile, nodding and bowing as he spoke to Qiao Qiao.

"Fragrant Sky Pavilion." This was the place that she had made an appointment with Zi Ran in advance.

"Alright, third floor's Fragrant Sky Pavilion!" The attendant shouted loudly towards the stairs.

The higher he went, the quieter it became. The first floor was like a hall, while the second floor was a half room and a half hall. There were only two rooms on the third floor, one with the words' Fragrant Sky Pavilion 'on it and the other with the words' Gathering Room 'on it.

It seemed like the third floor of the Fragrant Storey was quite well-behaved.

Qiao Qiao leisurely walked towards the Celestial Fragrance Pavilion.

The private room was empty. It wasn't even the agreed time with Zi Ran yet, so perhaps she had come a little too early.

She sat at the tea table, bored to death, waiting for the arrival of Zi Ran. When she was bored, she could actually hear the sounds coming from the next room.

"Young Master, how did you invite me to the teahouse today?" The woman's voice was soft and soft, making Qiao Qiao shudder.

It seemed that the neighboring room was definitely a noble room. After getting used to having a waiter at a brothel, he had dragged the person inside the teahouse today.

"Gongzi, don't touch randomly, don't …" He didn't hear the man's reply, but he heard the girl's soft moans as she laughed coquettishly.

The goosebumps on Qiao Qiao's body were all over the ground. He didn't know which family this young master of a good family was from, but he was already so impatient in this teahouse.

Qiao Qiao still couldn't help but shake her head. It seemed that today she would unintentionally break into someone else's boudoir.

"Young Master, Young Master, you can't be like this, Young Master …" The woman's voice gradually became hoarse.

His face was slightly red, and he wished that he could block his ears. He really did not know what this person was thinking about to actually do such a thing in this elegant teahouse. Moreover, this teahouse's soundproofing was so terrible!

Listening to the sounds coming from the next room getting louder and louder, Qiao Qiao could no longer hold it in. She had to at least make some noise to let the next room know that there was someone in the Fragrant Sky room. At least she restrained herself a little.

"Bang, bang, bang ~" Qiao Qiao still smashed the wall in frustration.

Unexpectedly, it didn't matter if she did it or not, but the sound of her smashing the room next door became louder.

"Gongzi, no, no, gongzi!" The woman shouted as if she was doing it on purpose, so loud that everyone on the third floor could hear her.

Qiao Qiao still angrily stood up. Since the other party was so unafraid, then why should she be afraid?

She lifted her foot and pushed open the door to the crowded building next door.

"I say, can all of you care about the feelings of others? It's such a bright and clear day, yet you guys do such obscene things in this teahouse …" Qiao Qiao was still roaring loudly as she broke into the house. However, the moment she stepped into the house, her face was filled with astonishment as she stood on the spot, and her cursing voice came to an abrupt halt.

A man was squatting on the ground with a small hammer in his hand. He was beating the wall with it, but the other woman was standing behind him. She tilted her body and looked at the wall, but she still looked a little flirtatious.

If Qiao Qiao was still mistaken about what had happened in the room, then the next person she saw would make her so embarrassed that she couldn't show her face.

A man dressed in black was sitting at the tea table. His fair face was indifferent, and his slender almond-shaped eyes were glaring at Joe. There was a hint of disdain in his deep black eyes, and his lips were pursed tightly into a smile that was not a smile.

"Right …" "Sorry, I …" Qiao Qiao's face turned red as he returned to his senses. He mumbled some words before quickly turning around and running out of the building. He immediately ran into the Heaven Fragrant Pavilion, closing the door tightly behind him.

She actually saw him here … Yan Mo Chen!

Joe was still panicking. He hadn't expected to see her again in such an awkward situation. Besides, there was only a carpenter in the next room fixing the corner of the wall. The woman had only spoken a few words, yet she … What nonsense was going on in his head!

He had been utterly humiliated just now.

She was secretly speechless, wishing that she could dig a hole and hide in it immediately. Her heart was still beating so fast that it was unable to calm down.

"Dong Dong Dong ~" The sudden knock on the door made Qiao Qiao's entire mind tense up. She straightened her face and adjusted her trembling body before carefully asking the door.

"Who?"

"Miss, what would Miss like to drink?" the waiter of the teahouse asked, standing outside the Tian Xiang Pavilion.

Hearing the waiter's voice, Qiao Qiao gradually calmed down. She gently opened the door and said to the waiter, "The main point is …"

"Calm down the tea." Before Joe could say anything, the familiar voice rang out.

The servant turned around and looked at Yan Mo Chen, then turned to look at Qiao Qiao. When he saw them looking at each other, sparks flew out. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he turned around and retreated.

Qiao Qiao was still standing at the door blankly, seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her, she quickly lowered her eyes. Without saying anything, she quickly closed the door to the Fragrant Sky Pavilion.

"Bang ~ ~" The door was not shut, but a pair of large palms were placed between the doors. Qiao was still stunned and immediately let go, but the back of Yan Mo Chen's hand was swollen red.

"You don't want to see me that much?" Even with the back of his hand, Yan Mo Chen did not reveal a hint of pain. His eyes were indifferent, and his deep eyes were still staring at Qiao Qiao.