Chapter 623

For example, what does the son want men's clothing for?

For example, when the public is not going out, he forgot his clothes.

Another example, what color does the son want?

At this time, Shen Qingci was still swaying behind Lao Hengxuan. The missing piece of fabric on the hem of Lao Hengxuan's clothes is now wrapped in her hair. Although her facial features are still exquisite, they are still beautiful. , but dressed like this, she looks like a little village girl, plus, she has been in the box for several hours, and even the best clothes are still wrinkled.

Although it doesn't look like a pickle, it's still like a piece of ginger, plus the wind and dust all the way and the wind and yarn all over the sky, so she is also a little bit of wind and dust, if she returns with such an appearance The capital, if you want to come, she will be famous again in the capital tomorrow.

Changqing and the others moved very quickly, as expected of the people who had been with Lao Hengju for a long time. After Lao Hengju and Shen Qing resigned, they had already arranged the guest room. It’s a good inn, but it still can’t be compared with the ones in Beijing, and of course it can’t be compared with Shuowangfu. , did not ask much, just took the money and prepared what they used.

Luo Henglu took Shen Qing to resign to the guest room upstairs. Shen Qingci did not go out. When she was in the other courtyard of the mansion, she used to ride in a carriage, and of course she lived in an inn. Even the quilt in the inn had to be replaced by her own.

But this time, she knew that she didn't come here to go out for a walk, and of course she didn't come to relax. She used to control the water in the past. When she decided to come, she already knew what she was going to face, so the first thing she had to do was to get rid of this problem.

Xu is the more particular he has been favored by his family over the past few years, and sometimes he can be particular, and sometimes he can't.

The door of the inn opened, and the inside was still good, and it was very clean. Of course, there were not many things in the guest room, just a square table, four chairs, and a set of tea sets on the table.

Soon after, Xiao Er brought a large pot of tea for them to drink.

As for the water they are going to use for bathing, it is still burning in the kitchen and will be delivered soon.

"I'm thirsty," Shen Qingci had already sat on the chair, and was looking at the pot of tea eagerly. In fact, she was not only thirsty, but also very hungry, so now even if it's pickles and steamed buns, she can still take love, let She can eat anything, she doesn't pick anything anyway, and she has to eat all those things.

"These teas are very thick. Are you sure you can drink them?"

Lao Hengliu took the pot and poured a cup. If he traveled by himself, he would naturally have his own set of actions, but this time it was unusual. It can be simple and simple, and it can be as tight as possible. If she wasn't here, they might still be on their way, and they could just find a place and spend the night.

It's not that he doesn't care about her, it's just that this journey is difficult. If he can't get past this, then he can only pack her and send her back to Beijing. If not, just throw her to Shen Dingshan. , which is even more secure.

And just as the cup in his hand was full, a hand was already stretched out, and the cup was snatched from his hand.

Shen Qingci shook the cup in her hand, she put the cup to her lips, and took a sip.

"Well, it's okay, so-so."

She drank a few sips in a row, and this was the cup of tea that was completely drained.

Then she put the cup in front of Robin.

"More?" Lao Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Well," Shen Qingci nodded, in fact she was just telling Luo Hengju that since she has come out, it is impossible to be particular and picky everywhere, Lao Hengju thought she grew up in Beijing, so she did everything If it is the best, these hardships are also unbearable, but no one knows, she has suffered all her life, not to mention such tea, even the rain in the world, she has drunk.

Along the way, the thousand sails of that life have been exhausted, even if it is a cup of bitter tea, if there is a trace of residual warmth, it is already joy.

Lao Hengju poured another cup for Shen Qing. The tea leaves are just some residues, which is not considered good, but if you drink it, it is much stronger than the rain. That kind of cold rain, I don't know how many times I cut it. Broken her throat, and the pain that she once grabbed the rain and stuffed it into her mouth one by one.

So having this cup of tea is a good thing.

She held the teacup and drank it with small sips. She also sat on the side, shaking her feet gently from time to time, and took time to look at the inn for a long time.

There is a small window, although it is not big, but the ventilation should be good. The table is made of rough wood, and it can be seen that it has been used for some time, but there is nothing excessive on it, so it should be quite clean. Yes, as for the teacup.

She shook the teacup in her hand. The old man said that if you eat it uncleanly, you won't get sick, and she didn't smell the taste of the tea leaves. So in a word, in a word, she still felt uncomfortable. Poor.

Not long after, Changqing came over. In addition to sending a few sets of small men's clothing, he also brought a wooden box. This is some food he bought casually. It's some simple daily dishes, but the dishes are okay.

The dishes are all placed on the table, there are four kinds of side dishes, most of them are vegetarian dishes, and there is a meat dish.

Shen Qingci was also hungry for a long time, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating. It may also be because she is too hungry, so everything she eats is delicious now, even if she is given a bone to chew on, she still feels delicious.

And Changqing was standing on the side, and his chin was about to drop.

Tell him, is such a sturdy woman with a steamed bun in one hand and disregarding her image the princess of their family who is known as Leng Beauty?

Is it the daughter of the Duke of Wei who pays attention to everything because she earns too much money? Even in front of the emperor, is it Shen Qingci who can compete for a point, but why is this style of painting? ? It must be the wrong way for him to open the door, isn't it?

Shen Qingci raised his face, and his narrowed eyes swept over so gently.

Her eyes, her expression, her movements, everywhere, all the time, every time, contain a sentence.

That is……

idiot.

Changqing's eyes twitched, and he touched his nose, but he didn't dare to be offensive in front of others, so he walked out hastily.