The eldest daughter is not easy to bully

Shangyi Pavilion.

"Your Majesty." The store clerk saw Xiao Yan getting off the carriage at a glance, and hurried out to greet him: "Guard Wu has already prepared the ready-made clothes."

"En." Xiao Yan responded, reaching out to pick up Ling Qing who was about to get off the car.

Ling Qing didn't answer and jumped off the carriage.

This move made the store clerk lower his head in surprise, as if he didn't see anything.

Xiao Yan withdrew his hand indifferently, and stepped into Shangyi Pavilion first.

In Shangyi Pavilion before noon, there were not many people.

Even if there are not many people visiting the shop, for those with a strong sense of presence, they will always catch everyone's attention inadvertently.

Xiao Yan didn't seem to pay attention, but Ling Qing who was following behind him had to be forced to notice.

That gaze was full of hostility.

Turning his head to look, there is a person wearing a goose yellow skirt and a lotus coat covered with small yellow flowers, with a little anger brimming with arrogance.

Did she offend her?
Ling Qing frowned, this woman did not exist in her memory.

I have never seen it before, how can I offend you? !

Ling Qing looked away and went up to the second floor.

They went not to the wing on the second floor, but to the attic.

Ling Qing had never seen a tiger before, so he knew what a leopard print was.Only the owner can enter the attic of Shangyi Pavilion.

To be precise, it is the exclusive owner's house.

The waiter escorted them into the attic room, the door just closed when Ling Qing blurted out.

"Shangyi Pavilion is yours!"

"Yes, and no." Xiao Yan walked to the low table and sat down, and started making tea again.

Ling Qing suddenly understood everything.

She sat down and looked at Xiao Yan who had the same appearance as the first time she met, but his attitude had changed a little.

Especially those eyes seemed a little more angry.

Since when did he change?
"Shangyi Pavilion was opened by my elder brother and elder brother Gu. Do you know my elder brother, or elder brother Gu? Or do you know both of them?"

"The question is quite sharp." Xiao Yan bent his lips: "I know both of them."

However, Ling Qing had never heard of it from his elder brother, or elder brother Gu, that they knew Xiao Yan.

"I often listen to them talking about you." Xiao Yan poured the brewed tea into the empty cup in front of Ling Qing, and the steaming scent of tea permeated instantly.

Ling Qing's eyes lit up, and the honey-scented black tea was her favorite tea.

When she was in Meilin Village, she often mixed it like this. Over time, Ling Ze invented a kind of tea bag, which can be drunk directly after brewing.

Ling Qing had already used up all the stock, where did Xiao Yan get the tea bags from?

Without saying a word, she opened the lid of the teapot, and there was no tea bag inside.

"How did you get the honey scent out of this tea?" Ling Qing asked.

Xiao Yan put the tea pot in front of Ling Qing, and when the lid was opened, a familiar and favorite smell came out.

"This is the tea I made."

"You fried tea?!" Ling Qing had a look of disbelief. Could it be that the tea she had been drinking all along was Xiao Yan's fried tea? !

Ling Qing bared and smiled.

"Well, is it strange?" Xiao Yan didn't understand Ling Qing's reaction.

Ling Qing shook his head: "I'm not laughing at you, I just remembered the way my brother showed off in front of me."

Xiao Yan could imagine that Ling Ze who loves to pretend to be a hero to his younger sister.

The faint smile slowly disappeared when shrouded by reality.

"Changrun disappeared for so long, I haven't found any news about him yet."

Ling Qing looked at Xiao Yan, and his smile faded: "Thank you."

"How would you like to thank me?"

"Huh?" Ling Qing was taken aback by Xiao Yan's question.

Just in time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." After Xiao Yan finished speaking, the door opened from the outside to the inside, and a young man walked in, Steward Wu.

"Your Majesty, Miss, this is a newly made wedding dress." Steward Wu ordered two assistants to bring in a wooden box and put it in front of the wooden frame.

A pinch of dazzling red, following the movements of the buddy's hands, was completely displayed in front of Ling Qing's eyes.

"Red wedding dress!" Ling Qing was surprised: "Aren't you afraid of being impeached by the royal clan and aristocratic families, are you also afraid of being buried by the spit of celebrities and refined scholars?"

"You don't like it?" Xiao Yan answered irrelevantly.

Ling Qing understood that the thing or person this guy was afraid of didn't exist in this world yet.

"I like it, but you don't need to wear it?!"

"Why?"

Ling Qing looked helpless: "You should have not forgotten the agreement between me and you that day, right?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "I remember."

"If this engagement ceremony goes too well, it will have a great impact on your future marriage."

"I don't mind, what do you mind?"

"I don't mind either, it's just..." She didn't want to make it so troublesome.

"I don't mind, and you don't mind, so there is nothing to worry about."

Ling Qing pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on the red wedding dress again.

Although the red wedding dress is beautiful, I still can't let go of the grudge in my heart and wear it.

Because, the person she married was not the one she loved.

Fortunately, in this dynasty, white wedding dresses prevailed.

"If you want to wear it, wear a white wedding dress!" Ling Qing suggested.

"Don't you like red wedding dresses?" Xiao Yan saw that Ling Qing likes to wear red recently, so he ordered a red wedding dress.

"Do as the Romans do." Ling Qing smiled, and sipped the still warm honey black tea in one gulp.

"Are you afraid that I will not be able to bear it, and those people who are protected by me will be disgusted?"

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. What's good for you is also good for me." Ling Qing moved the empty cup to Xiao Yan, motioning him to refill.

Xiao Yan's black eyes trembled, he reached out to hold the teapot, and gradually refilled it.

After they settled the matter of the wedding dress, they headed home.

Just after going down the steps, a goose-yellow figure blocked Ling Qing's way.

"You are Ling Qing?"

Ling Qing met the girl's gaze expressionlessly, but did not answer.

Before Xiao Yan, who was walking behind, made a sound, the knowledgeable Wu Guanshi came over and introduced.

"Miss, this is Miss Cao from the Cao family. She often comes to Shangyige to customize clothes."

The Cao family? !
Ling Qing recalled the Cao merchant that Martin mentioned, could she belong to the Cao merchant's family? !
"What's the matter?" Ling Qing said impatiently.

Cao Qian didn't mean to stop Ling Qing, she just wanted to ask one thing.

"Well, I just want to ask you..." Cao Qian suddenly became shy, her small eyes glanced at Manager Wu, then at Xiao Yan, and faltered.

Ling Qing raised his eyebrows, thinking, it's not because of Xiao Yan, is it? !

Then why did you find yourself?

Warning or, warning?

Seeing this, Xiao Yan was the first to say, "I'll wait for you in the carriage."

As soon as he left, Steward Wu naturally didn't get in the way here and went straight to work.

As soon as they left, Cao Qian pulled Ling Qing's arm familiarly.

The latter dodged subconsciously, which made Cao Qian, who had been dragged for a while, embarrassed, but still said: "Let's go over there."

"Miss Cao, please ask as soon as possible! Prince Xiao is still waiting for me!"

Cao Qian couldn't help but glanced around her, but there was no one there.

Mustered up the courage to ask: "Well, is Mr. Ling very busy recently? He, why hasn't he replied to me for so long?"

Ling Qing stared blankly, it turned out that it was her brother's peach blossom...