Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 389 Finding trouble 2
That sweetheart!That pretty girl was actually standing with another man!
Feng Xie's eyes turned cold, that iron face dared to say something to deliberately provoke Mo'er who seduced him!

He was a little unhappy immediately!The sharp coldness caused the people around him to move away unconsciously, not wanting to contact him.

"Jin Ye, Su Ye!" As soon as the cold voice fell, two hidden guards jumped over the crowd and stood beside him to separate the crowd!

Feng Xie still retained a sliver of rationality, if he passed the crowd directly, Ah Mo might know that he recovered, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

Xilingmo had a leisurely attitude at the moment, just chatting with Tie Mian with his hands in the muff, looking at the long queue, and glanced at Tie Mian, who had a distorted and embarrassed expression on his side. "The iron-faced headhunter came quite early, there are quite a lot of people behind here."

"It's under the iron face, not the iron face." Iron face turned blue, there were not so many people in the past!It's all caused by the disaster in front of me!

"The filial piety of the iron-faced headhunter is commendable, and he ran here to buy buns in this cold weather." Xi Lingmo smiled slightly.

Iron Face: "..."

Xilingmo glanced at the excited crowd around her, and smiled faintly, so that the fat proprietress next to her was blinded by her small eyes. "Little Hou Ye doesn't know that Tie Butou is famous in Beijing for his filial piety, and he would come to our shop early every morning to buy buns for the old lady."

"Really?" Xilingmo's indifferent eyes moved to the face of the proprietress.

The proprietress was overjoyed, but Tie Mian looked at Xilingmo's expression but frowned. I don't know if it was his illusion. He felt that when Jin Ninghou looked at the proprietress and Chang Kee's plaque, there seemed to be a trace of chill.

"Young Lord, if you like the steamed stuffed buns in the little woman's shop, the little woman can deliver them directly to your house without any money!" The proprietress' eyes are shining, and Jin Ninghou himself is a living sign!

"My lord doesn't like to eat steamed stuffed buns." Xi Lingmo still had a smile on his lips, and his tone was cold, which made the proprietress's big face stiff like a steamed stuffed bun.

"This... Grandpa likes it?" The proprietress didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

Xi Lingmo didn't even look at her, but glanced sideways at Tie Mian. "It's been standing here for a long time, and the team doesn't move? Are you going to the yamen with the iron face?"

Tie Mian also noticed that something was wrong, he frowned thickly, and the proprietress was also shocked!Hurry to see what's going on in the store.

"What are you doing standing still! You bought the buns and left!" the landlady shouted sharply, leading a group of people to drive away the people standing in front.

"Hey! What are you doing! What are you doing!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, Xi Lingmo stood alone with a calm expression, and the surrounding servants of the Su Mansion blocked those who wanted to take the opportunity to rush over.

"Oops! I'm sorry, young master, these people have been holding back and wasting your time. The little woman specially asked someone to wrap the buns that young master wanted, and the role of the iron catcher is also here." The proprietress hurriedly handed the steamed buns wrapped in oiled paper to Tie Mian and Linglong beside Xilingmo.

Tie Mian looked at the sky and had no choice but to take it.As soon as he started, he frowned. "Miss Boss, I want ten buns, why are there only five here?"

"It's not that the lady doesn't sell it, but it's really gone. Today's ones are all sold out! Look at how many people there are!" the proprietress said, but she couldn't hide her pride and excitement in her eyes.

I just hope that Marquis Jin Ning will come a few more times. In just a few hours, the day's supply is gone!

Tie Mian frowned, and unconsciously clenched his palms. "Is your shop still open this afternoon?"

"It won't be sold today, Tie Butou will come back tomorrow." The proprietress smiled.

Xiling Mo Xian watched, his eyes turned around Tie Mian's face, and landed on the buns in his hand, Tie Mian seemed to be having a hard time accepting the loss of a few buns, and his expression was a little unhappy.

(End of this chapter)