If Yuemei was beaten and scolded by He Suxi for her, she would feel really bad.

Yuemei shook her head and forced a smile, "Not us!"

"good!"

When I left Shuiyue Temple and returned to the city, it was already evening

Going back to Lengwang Mansion, you have to pass a downtown street, which is usually bustling and slow to move.

Fortunately, it was already setting sun and the downtown area was slowly getting deserted

Xintang lifted the curtain and looked outside. From time to time, she saw many stall owners closing the stalls and cleaning.

The carriage turned around and suddenly, she saw Mr. Cheng Yu again

He and one of his little book boys were packing up calligraphy and calligraphy filled with stalls, looking happy.

In the afterglow of the sunset, he was graceful and covered with golden dots. His whole body was as handsome as a figure walking out of the painting.

Such a wonderful man, a noble young man, could set up a stall on the street to collect calligraphy and paintings, which is really unimaginable

Xintang smiled and shook her head. She wanted to put down the curtain of the car, but pretended not to see him and passed by her.

But the moment I put down the curtain, I suddenly found a calligraphy work hanging on the easel of Mr. Yingyu looked very familiar, and I seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Logically speaking, she didn't know any of the characters from this dynasty, but somehow, she actually saw the words she knew on the scroll!

"Stop" she quickly ordered the coachman to stop the car and decided to go down and see what happened

"Yu" The coachman pulled the reins and strangled the horse's footsteps. The carriage slowly stopped on the street.

"Empress, what's wrong?" Yuemei, who was sitting in the carriage, asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!