The world's most favored alchemist

Chapter 62

A gust of wind blew by, and the room suddenly became quiet. The red figure in front of the table seemed to have never appeared before.
In the dark room, a wicked sneer flashed across the corners of the woman's calm eyes. Tonight is just the beginning. Anyone who dares to touch her must be able to bear it.

After a night's rest, Qing'er was able to get out of bed and walk around, her face, which was swollen like a steamed bun, became lighter, and the bruises on her body were treated with the best medicine. The prince also sent two maids, one to take care of her , the other waits by the lady's side,
And what depressed her the most was that the young lady just laughed off the doggerel that was spreading all over the capital, and was not affected at all. She should eat and sleep, as if nothing happened,

In fact, if she knew the truth, her eyes would pop out. The doggerel was written by her young lady, and the banquet for the little beggars that day was for them to spread it. Naturally, there was only one purpose, and that was to use public opinion. The power forced the royal family to withdraw the engagement.

How about dignified appearance, personable manner, and noble status?
It was dark inside, sinister and vicious, playing tricks, using all means to achieve the goal, even if such a man was sent to the door for nothing, she would not take a second look, not to mention that she really watched a wonderful show that night.

Ling Hanyu, the lord of the Yexiao Palace, acts mysteriously and unpredictable, has a strange temperament, and when he is in a bad mood, he can change the color of the world, and blood flows everywhere he passes, which can be said to be frightening. the bloodthirsty cruel demon,
But when did such a weird and unpredictable man pay attention to her? She has never provoked others before, it really gives me a headache just thinking about it.

The sun is shining everywhere, people who are illuminated are warm, and the sky is clear. If you go out for a walk, it should be a good choice, but the little maid who is walking around is really troublesome.
"I'm hungry, go get some warm mung bean pastries."

The maid beside her was startled when she heard the words, looked at the sky, and said hesitantly,
"Miss San, it's not time to eat yet."

A few crisp crackling sounds,
Luoxi swept all the things on the table to the ground, with a pair of beautiful round eyes, misty, like a child begging for candy, pouted aggrievedly,
The servant girl was caught off guard, startled, and hurriedly jumped a few steps away, but she was very embarrassed, she was not hit by something falling on the table, her face suddenly turned green and red, and turned ugly,
She was 1 reluctant to serve this idiot Third Miss, but the housekeeper told her to take good care of Third Miss, and they could return to the original yard when Qing'er recovered.

Luoxi's innocent eyes turned a few times, her delicate lips suddenly opened, and she burst into tears,

"Woo, ah, I'm hungry, I want to eat, woo..."

The cry was shocking, weeping ghosts and gods, and it was deafening. The maid was not afraid of Luoxi crying, but she was afraid that this crying would attract others to see her, and she would be miserable. The mouth of Luo Xi who was crying loudly, looked left and right, and there was no one, so he said in a low voice,

"Miss San, don't cry, this servant will do it for you, okay?"

In fact, where did Luoxi really cry? There was not a drop of tears on the small face covered with her hands, and her eyes were full of sly smiles like a little fox. If that girl saw it, she might be so angry that she would vomit blood on the spot. He thought Luo Xi was a fool with insufficient mind, but he didn't think too much about it, so he naturally didn't notice the bright smiling face under his hands.

In the room, I hastily changed into a long gown in Tsing Yi. I just bought it on the street that day, but now I am using it. My delicate little face suddenly became more manly, and then I tied up my hair again. Well, I looked in the mirror back and forth, and I looked like a playful little boy,
When passing by the side room, she couldn't help but stop, Qing'er is a maid herself, she is not used to being served by others, but that maid is also free, Mingli is here to serve Qing'er, she didn't know where to go to be lazy in private, Qing'er's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's better not to disturb her.

The endless flow of people, the passing cars and BMWs, the merchants in all kinds of clothes traveling north and south, the peddlers, and the shops lined up on both sides, the capital is really a bustling place.

Luoxi was not in a hurry, she walked slowly along the way, her eyes rolled, and a smile was on the corner of her lips. From the historical records of Dongqi, she knew that this is a country that advocates etiquette and elegance, so the people walking on the road, whether they are literati, inkmen, or Traffickers and pawns, they talk and dress well, and no one speaks loudly, even in gossip.

His eyes suddenly fixed on the plaque of a shop, "Zhaixing Building", the owner of this shop is really crazy, so bold, is he picking stars?It is very unique, somewhat similar to her personality, and her footsteps involuntarily headed towards the Zhaixing Tower,

As soon as you stepped into the lobby, a chubby guy greeted you with a smile on his face.
"Young master, please sit inside."

Luoxi's clear and indifferent eyes rolled around, and found that the clear and cold lobby of the Zhaixing Building was really outstanding compared to the crowds in front of those shops. I don't know what kind of business this shop is in, but with her The merchant's keen intuition, the owner of this shop is unusual.

"Young master, please answer the question."

The guy pointed at the wall and said to Luoxi in a nonchalant manner.

Oh?
Luoxi looked back in surprise, only to find a piece of paper pasted on the wall beside the counter, on which was written a poem,

The water is far away and the mountains are bare into the clouds, and the peaks are like a pen isolated and cold.

Where is the mist growing and shrouding, and the remaining flowers on the shore are scattered.

Without any hint, Luoxi frowned and thought for a moment, took the pen on the counter, and a few delicate and neat characters fell on the paper, with a confident light in her eyes, wanting to study her, but It's not that easy, isn't it just an acrostic poem, she stopped playing it when she was six years old.

The guy took it and smiled politely,

"My lord, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, she went upstairs, Luoxi shook her head, and found a place to sit down contentedly. Today she stepped into this star-picking building purely out of curiosity. Since she is here, it is all right to meet the owner here.

"My master invites you to go upstairs and tell me."

The indifferent voice was somewhat familiar, Luoxi's eyes flickered, and she looked up slowly, only to see a man in black with a sword on the second floor staring at her expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)