Chapter 18
You Yang looked up casually when he heard the voice, and when he saw the person coming, his eyebrows raised, a little surprised, it was You Miaoyan.
Thinking of how You Miaoyan once intentionally showed off her close relationship with Miss Liu, I thought that the person next to her should be Liu Qianruo.
She sighed in her heart, it was true that enemies could be encountered anywhere.
You Yang turned around indifferently and whispered a few words to the vendor.
After a while, You Miaoyan and the other person came to You Yang, followed not only by maids but also servants from the mansion.
You Yang also glanced behind herself, and suddenly sneered. A flash of loneliness passed through her eyes without her even realizing it.
Sure enough, there was no one behind her.
Forget it, she is used to being alone, but since Song Yanting dared to leave her here alone, it means he is not afraid that she will get into trouble, so she will not be polite to him.
Liu Qianruo had taken a fancy to the lantern in Youyang's hand from a distance. As a young lady, she would get what she liked no matter what means.
She dragged You Miaoyan and walked quickly over with a group of people.
You Miaoyan stopped and felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the woman in front of him for the first time. He stared at her in fascination for a while.
You Yang clamped his throat to change the tone of his voice and glanced at her coldly.
"Miss, if you don't want your eyeballs anymore, I don't mind having someone dig them out for you."
This strong sense of familiarity, but she just couldn't remember who it was.
She asked, "Madam, have we met somewhere before?"
You Yang turned back calmly to admire the lantern in her hand, and replied with a half-smile, "Miss, if you want to get close to me, you should find someone else. You are not worthy of knowing me."
You Miaoyan's face suddenly darkened after being humiliated.
Seeing her best friend being insulted, Liu Qianruo spoke up to help her, "Madam, what you said is very interesting. The aunt of my best friend is Concubine Liu."
She glanced at her with disdain, "I guess as a lady, you've never even been to the palace."
"No matter how favored you are, you are still just a concubine."
You Yang wore a veil, certain that You Miaoyan would not recognize her. She was the one who gave herself the identity she needed when she went out. Moreover, she was now wearing the fake identity of Song Yanting's concubine, so she was even bolder and acted arrogantly in front of the two of them.
The two people didn't expect Youyang to dare to speak like this.
With such an arrogant attitude, the two of them immediately began to speculate about her identity. This person must be extraordinary.
You Yang glanced at the two people who were looking at each other in confusion, seemingly without thinking, and continued to say to the vendor, "I'll give you twenty taels of gold."
"This..." A thin layer of sweat appeared on the peddler's forehead. He looked at You Miaoyan and the other person on the left, and at You Yang on the right. His eyes shifted back and forth between the two, looking very embarrassed.
These three men were all dressed in unusual clothes, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not people a commoner like him could afford to offend.
Liu Qianruo glanced at You Yang from top to bottom, and looked behind her, and found that she had no maid or attendants with her at all.
She gently tugged at You Miaoyan's wide sleeves, pulling her closer and the two of them whispered for a while. You Miaoyan's gaze drifted towards her from time to time.
You Yang: “?”
She touched the veil on her face and her heart tightened. Could it be that she was exposed?
"I'll give you forty taels of gold." Liu Qianruo looked at the arrogant man in front of her and threw her purse in front of the vendor in a fit of anger. She gave away all the pocket money she had saved for several months for this lantern, and she felt really painful afterwards.
She didn't show it on her face, but raised her chin and looked at You Yang with contempt, then said proudly: "If Madam can't afford a higher price than this, then this lantern is mine."
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On the bustling street, Song Jingmo and Song Yanting sat on the shabby tables and benches of a wonton stall on the street not far away, staring at every move over there.
The two of them had already moved aside when they noticed You Miaoyan and Liu Qianruo approaching.
Song Jingmo felt very disappointed when he saw You Yang's expression. He was defeated so easily by forty taels of gold.
"Oh my! She's been bullied to this extent, and she doesn't even know how to curse back. Is she the only one who can bully me?"
He turned and looked at Song Yanting with a sharp gaze.
"Brother! This is your chance to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, hurry up!"
Song Yanting picked up the tea brought by the vendor and took a sip, looking like he was worried about something. The familiar tea aroma made his depression worse. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were full of complexity, and his expression was full of sadness.
He stared at the worn teacup in his hand for a long time without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking.
Upon hearing this, Song Yan glanced at the anxious Song Jingmo. His dark eyes quickly swept over You Yang who was not far away. Then he said coldly, unmoved, "What does it have to do with me?"
Song Jingmo stared at him for a long time and realized that Song Yan really didn't care at all at this moment, so he clicked his head in confusion.
This isn't right, is it? Could it be that he really misunderstood?
Here, You Yang heard Liu Qianruo generously bid forty taels of gold for such a lantern.
The face under the veil is about to burst with laughter.
She pretended to be angry and threw the lantern on the stall reluctantly. She turned her head away angrily and adjusted her expression so as not to smile too obviously and be seen through.
"Although this lamp is not worth forty taels of gold, I am happy, and I don't care about this little money."
Liu Qianruo was very proud and asked the maid beside her to take the lantern over.
She took the lantern and admired it with satisfaction.
You Miaoyan smiled and said, "Congratulations, sister, for getting such a beautiful lantern."
After finishing his words, he did not forget to make some comments, "Aspirations are higher than the sky, but life is thinner than paper. No matter how rich some people are, they just don't have the life to enjoy happiness."
Faced with this, You Yang was not angry, but smiled.
In Liu Qianruo's eyes, she was pretending not to care, but she was actually very angry.
She proudly held the lantern and held You Miaoyan's hand, and glanced at You Yang with contempt before leaving.
"Stop wasting time talking to this money-grubbing person. There's still a lot of things to do on this street. Let's go."
"Welcome to visit us next time!" The peddler happily sent the two away with a purse in his hand. The forty taels of gold in the purse was a sum he could not earn in most of his lifetime.
"Madam is truly a prophet."
Youyang saw the vendor's little action of hiding his purse.
She threatened, "You must not lose a cent of the twenty taels of gold that belongs to me, or I will tell those two ladies that you are a liar. You sold them a lantern that is not worth even three taels of gold for forty taels."
"Of course not." The vendor smiled apologetically, not daring to hide it any longer. He hurriedly took out half of the money from his purse and handed it to You Yang, "Madam, please take it."
You Yang took it, "Thank you."
She picked up a fox lantern that she liked from the stall and took it away. "Consider this lantern as the interest I earned from helping you make money."
He walked back with a lantern and twenty taels of gold to look for Song Yanting and his group.
"I didn't expect that you two nobles would be willing to sit on this tattered chair on the street." You Yang found someone to put the fox lantern on the table and sat down with the two of them.
Song Jingmo said with a smile: "You are quite capable. You easily cheated so much money from your sister and Miss Liu. At first I thought you were going to be bullied."
"It's so rare to hear you speak a few human words. I love hearing more of you." She briskly slapped the gold coins on the table and said, "Shopkeeper, give me three bowls of wontons."
Shopkeeper: “Okay!”
You Yang looked around at the two of them and said, "This meal is on me, don't be polite."
Song Jingmo laughed and scolded her after hearing what she said: "How can you be so shameless, woman? You become so arrogant after hearing a few compliments to me."
"But since you're treating me, I won't bother with you."
The shopkeeper placed a bowl of wontons in front of the three people.
Song Jingmo picked up the spoon and stirred it twice. Suddenly he thought of something. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yan, who was staring at the wontons in front of him with an extremely heavy expression. He thought to himself, it's over.
"You can treat me, but my brother never eats outside food."
You Yang tilted her head to glance at the silent Song Yanting, lifted her veil, tasted the delicious wontons served to her, and nodded to show her understanding.
"Indeed, the dignified Xuan Wang eats delicacies from land and sea. If these wontons enter Jin Gui's stomach, he will probably get a stomachache.
Song Jingmo took advantage of the opportunity to signal Yuande to move the bowl and chopsticks in front of Song Yanting, but was stopped: "No need, it's been a long time since I tasted it."
After taking a few bites, Song Yanting put it down. His complexion looked even worse than before he ate it.
On the way to the cruise ship, Song Yanting became extremely silent and walked in front with Yuande.
You Yang found him baffling.
She and Song Jingmo looked at each other.
There was a distance between the two people. You Yang suddenly grabbed Song Jingmo's sleeve and pulled him to her side.
Song Jingmo put his hands on his chest and stared at You Yang warily, "What are you doing?! You can't just hit people on the street."
"Why would I hit you if you don't act like a jerk?" You Yang leaned in closer and asked, "What happened to your brother? Wasn't he fine when he first came? Did he get possessed after sitting at the wonton stall for a while?"
"I treat you like a brother and tell you that you can't tell my brother that he betrayed me."
Song Jingmo looked as if he was about to reveal a shocking secret. He looked around before whispering to He Xiyun, "As far as I know, when my brother was six years old, he was taken to the autumn hunting grounds. The Queen Mother and the First Prince framed him and he got lost in the mountains and forests."
"My father sent many people to look for it, and he searched almost the entire mountain, but he couldn't find it. It took him more than half a month, and he finally found it."
"I don't know how he managed to get through that time. We all thought that from then on, at six years old, he would be terrified of the autumn hunt and wouldn't dare go again. But the opposite happened. Not only was he not afraid, he actually begged the emperor to let him accompany him every year."
"When he got there, he didn't go hunting, nor did he rest in his tent. Instead, he was nowhere to be found all day long."
"When I was older, I once secretly followed him and found that he would sit at a tea stall at the foot of the mountain every day, similar to this one, for the entire day, as if waiting for something."
You Yang understood it as soon as she heard it. Even though she had been reading books for so many years and had read many stories from mortals, her experience told her that there was a taste of love in it.
The big villain is waiting so hard, what else could he be waiting for? It’s obvious that he is waiting for Bai Yueguang.
It turns out that the story written by the old man not only tortured the male protagonist, but also the villain.
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