C31 Call Me

Qingning did not open his eyes, and directly took the handkerchief, and without replying, continued to sleep.

"You're so rude. Do you know who my lady is?!"

The servant girl behind her shouted as she raised her sword and chopped forward, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

The youth remained as unmoving as a mountain. He used two fingers to pick up the handkerchief in front of him. He didn't seem to care at all.

Beneath the Emperor's feet, there were countless disciples of the Shangguan family. I have even seen the Emperor, but I really don't know which family's name would cause people to be scared out of their wits.

"Small year!" Even more anxious was the embroidery young girl. She quickly deflected the force of the sword with her palm.

The blade of the sword barely brushed past the edge of the handkerchief, and there was a very familiar "Xuan" character on the bottom right side. His face had just revealed a look of joy.

The youth stretched out a hand to block the area in front of him.

The servant girl who had just suffered a little bit could not believe what she had just heard: "This handkerchief is actually worth fifty taels!"

The young girl didn't care as she spread out her hands to let the young girl take the silver. Then, she heard the young man behind her say lightly: "Wrong!"

"Five hundred gold!"

Even though the young girl had an extraordinary background, she was still shocked at this price.

She had folded the handkerchief slowly and was about to put it back in her pocket for dinner.

"Five hundred taels it is!"

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, he took out the silver notes and the silver pieces from the girl. The young man did not count them either, rolling up the notes and stuffing them into his sleeve, leaving the master and servant along with the piece of cloth.

The stalls on both sides of the street were dumbfounded. Just what was this handkerchief made of? It could be worth five hundred taels of gold?

He took off his coarse clothes and threw them to the corner. His appearance was like a painting, and with a spot on his forehead, he was the color of rouge. It was none other than Lu Qingning.

"Miss, how is it?"

Zhinuan who had just turned over from another street carried two oil paper bags. Upon seeing her, he quickly put them down, took out a comb, and quickly tied his hair into a bun. It was obvious that he was used to doing this.

In the end, she didn't forget to insert her most valuable purple jade hairpin.

"Five hundred liang!" Qingning responded unconcernedly. As he walked forward, he gently caressed the white jade that was inlaid with gold that he found at the bottom of the chest. His lips slightly raised, and his smile was a little sarcastic.

Lu Mengyan was currently the most valuable daughter of the Lu's Mansion, even if she entered the Ancestral Hall she wouldn't receive any punishment.

However, at this moment, she suddenly thought of a 'Bamboo Forest First Meeting' that made the original owner compensate for his entire life.

It was just a despicable scam!

Zhinuan let out an "ah" sound, and only after a long while did he react, "What!?" Five hundred silver! "

The last three words were so loud that they scared the sparrows out of their wits.

Qingning, who was in front of him, could only helplessly turn his head back. Zhinuan self-consciously covered his mouth as he laughed so hard that his eyes curved.

A piece of the Prince Pingyang's handkerchief was worth five hundred gold. If he had known earlier, he would not have stopped the young miss from chasing after him.

Wouldn't it be more valuable to pick up a random pearl hairpin?

Qingning did not know about the little girl's sudden happiness and sadness. She only saw the sky change and in an instant, the sky became heavy.

The rain drops fell down without any discussion. Zhinuan held his oil paper bag behind him and shouted, "Miss is about to rain, let's find a place to hide!"

Qingning turned around and pulled Zhinuan under the eaves nearby. Seeing the people on the street running to avoid the rain in a fluster, the vendors were frantically packing up their stuff, as if they had fallen into a hurry. In the blink of an eye, countless footsteps were heard, causing puddles to splash out.

"Get out of my way, don't block my Miss's way!"

The maidservants were carefully opening the path on both sides with their oil-paper umbrellas that were the color of peonies. The girl wearing the pleated skirt had a very bad complexion, she couldn't wait for the people on the street to lie down so that she could walk past them without touching the water on her shoes.

In front of his eyes, a blue shadow suddenly ran past him. Following that, a "Aiyo!" was the sharp cry of the maidservant, "How dare a poor, blind bastard charge into my family's miss". It completely overlapped.

The young man staggered and fell into the rain, knocking over the stall that sold buns. The snow-white buns and steamed buns that were still steaming were rolling all over the place.

"I'm sorry, I'm apologizing to you!" The hair on his head was a coarse, scholarly cloth, and the white, blue, and white clothes were completely stained by the mud. Even his face was covered in mud as he kept on bowing and apologizing.

"Girl? A girl who came from a poor family! Open your dog eyes wide and see whose young lady this is, and how dare she barge into the streets! " When the servant girl saw him apologize, she felt that he was right. She wanted nothing more than to poke a hole in the scholar's head with her finger.

The scholar lost his balance and fell into the rain again.

"My bun, my bun!" Unable to save the stall owner, he fell to the ground and looked at the leftover food on the ground. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

The woman in the pleated skirt suddenly shouted. A puddle of muddy water on the pearl embroidered with the luster of a oriole suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, causing her pretty face to change shape in anger. "What are you standing there for? Call me! "