Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan also went out and were at Fengya Bookstore, preparing to go to the Xie family for a banquet together.

Because the wedding procession passed by Fengya Bookstore, Zhao Chuchu came out to see.

Zhao Chuchu leaned against the door, her arms folded across her chest, looking at Xie Ping, who was sitting on the horse and thanking everyone with a smile, her face expressionless.

"Brother Yuan, have you figured out anything?" she asked Zhang Xiuyuan beside her.

Zhang Xiuyuan withdrew his gaze from Xie Ping, thinking thoughtfully: "Ordinarily, welcoming a bride should be a happy event, not to mention that Xie Ping attaches great importance to this young servant. However, I always feel that although Xie Ping is smiling, her smile is not very expressive. I don't see much joy, but more excitement. Although getting married is an exciting thing, it always feels weird to me."

Since the first time they met, Xie Ping always gave Zhang Xiuyuan the feeling that she was coming back.

Zhao Chuchu was surprised at Zhang Xiuyuan's keen observation.

"Actually, I think so too."

Everything Xie Ping did was strange, which was why they suspected her.

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After making some arrangements, Zhao Chuchu, Zhang Xiuyuan and Song Wanxian went to Xie's house together.

This time, the Xie Mansion was filled with wedding characters and red silk hangings inside and out.

This time, Xie Ping invited many guests to the banquet, and when they arrived, most people had already arrived.

Zhao Chuchu and the other two found a seat and sat down.

Because Xie Ping was still coming and going to pick up her bride, the Xie family's housekeeper and Xie Ping's servants were entertaining the guests.

Although women were superior to men in the Dasheng Dynasty, and although they were servants, they were allowed to appear in such occasions as long as their wives allowed it.

Zhao Chuchu observed calmly and communicated in a low voice with Zhang Xiuyuan beside her.

"I heard that Xie Ping's maids don't include the one we are going to hire today. There are a total of sixteen of them, but only fourteen have come out now." Zhao Chuchu counted.

"Well, I heard that Wu Jia, the one who was the most favored before, the one Xie Ping took in a few months ago, is not here. There is another one who is said to have gone crazy, but no one knows how he went crazy."

"Xie Ping's tastes are really diverse." Zhao Chuchu sighed. Among these fourteen little servants, each one is different. Some are pretty, some are ordinary, some are slim, and some are plump. Their personalities are also changeable, some are cute and lovely, some are cold and indifferent, some are dull and speechless, etc. It can be said that they are very diverse.

Could it be that Xie Ping's hobby is to try out young servants with different looks and personalities?

Zhao Chuchu said she couldn't understand Xie Ping's thoughts.

At this moment, Zhao Chuchu's waist was gently pinched. She took a deep breath and grabbed the evil hand, kneading it carefully in her palm. She said viciously to Zhang Xiuyuan beside her: "Why are you pinching me?"

Zhang Xiuyuan glared at her lightly without saying anything.

Zhao Chuchu blinked, thought for a moment, and came up with an idea.

She leaned close to Zhang Xiuyuan's ear and said, "My dear husband, are you jealous because I'm watching them?"

Her voice was very soft, but she was very close, so Zhang Xiuyuan could hear it clearly. Her warm breath sprayed on his ears, and Zhang Xiuyuan felt inexplicably itchy.

He pushed someone's head away and said awkwardly, "No."

Zhao Chuchu raised her eyebrows, pinched his bony fingers one by one, and said with a smile, "Really? But why do I smell a very sour smell, like a vinegar jar has been overturned?"