The Food Guide of the little lucky girl

145 The Prince Of Houmen

　　"I think you have a chance. Miss Song has never been closer to anyone except you."

　　"that is."

　　They are a group of young men who love to talk about love matters.

　　If Qin Duruo asked them to shut up, he might have felt embarrassed and excited in the past. But now he thought about it, Song Yue never considered him a friend at all. Not even a friend, let alone any other relationship.

　　The more they talked about him, the more depressed he became.

　　Finally, they were kicked away one by one.

　　These people usually have a good relationship with Qin Duruo and entered the yamen just a few months later than him.

　　Even after being kicked, he was not angry, and said with a smile: "Boss Qin has a bad temper. If he doesn't find a wife to cool down his temper, he will get sick in the future."

　　After teasing them, they all ran away quickly and slipped away before Qin Duruo got angry again.

　　This made Qin Duruo even more depressed.

　　the other side.

　　Song Yue looked at the street scene boredly. The city was still the same, but her mood was completely different. She felt uninterested and had a sour face.

　　Cold and cold.

　　Dingxiang and Zilian looked at each other and wondered why they were getting more unhappy the more they walked around.

　　"Ah, girl, look, it's so lively over there. Everyone is going to the city gate to watch the excitement. Lord Lu is going to the city gate to pick up Mr. Xie today."

　　Ding Xiang said this and asked Song Yue if she wanted to go take a look. "What a handsome young man from Jiangnan! They say people are shaped by the land and water they live in. Mr. Xie's appearance is truly unique. I've heard of his name a long time ago."
She had often heard of him before her former master's house was ransacked.

　　I just never had the chance to see it.

　　Zi Lian reminded Ding Xiang, "He is the prince after all, you should be careful!"

　　Ding Xiang immediately shut up, slapped her lips lightly, and said with her tongue sticking out, "Ah, I forgot, but the Marquis of Qing'an has fallen on hard times..."

　　After all, his ancestors were generals, but later on there were no great generals, nor did he achieve any honors, so he became a nobleman who gradually fell into decline.

　　"Mr. Xie's generation only has this eldest son, who is weak and sickly, so he was sent to his maternal grandfather's house to recuperate early. But I heard that his maternal grandfather's family is a famous wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, and their life is more comfortable than that of the Anqing Marquis' Mansion."

　　Dingxiang gossiped in a low voice. She was really well-informed.

　　Song Yue looked at her with admiration and said, "Okay, you've found out everything about the family."

　　Ding Xiang said embarrassedly: "I just love to hear these gossips. Miss, please don't dislike me. I won't tell anyone about my master's affairs!"

　　She swore hastily.

　　He said that if she dared to spread gossip about the master's family, she would be struck by lightning and die a miserable death.

　　Song Yue said, "Okay, I know you won't do that, and you don't have to say it so harshly."