Thinking of this, his footsteps couldn't help but follow him.

Seeing this, Feng Qingge behind frowned slightly, looked at the inconspicuous carriage, and walked forward.

Over there, Guan Xilin came to the carriage and handed a piece of scallion pancake to cold frosting: "This is for you, and mung bean soup, why don't you eat it while it's hot before leaving."

Leng Shuang glanced at him, reached out to take it, and thanked him.

He stepped onto the carriage, opened the curtain with one hand and was about to go in, and said, "Xiao Jiu, the scallion oil pancake is still hot. The uncle said that the mung bean soup tastes great, so I brought you one of them back."

Fengjiu in the carriage reached out to take his scallion pancake and mung bean soup, and said with a smile: "Mung bean soup! I haven't drunk it for a long time. It just so happened, brother, thank you."

"Hehe, thank you, thank you, as long as you like it. Let's buy a few maids back and let them serve you and make delicious food for you." After being together for so long, he knew that she likes delicious food very much.

"good."

She responded with a smile. When she saw him sitting back to the carriage, she opened the bag and was about to bite the scallion pancake when she suddenly heard a sound that was not unfamiliar to the carriage.

"Miss Guan, here is Murong Yixuan."

Miss Guan? Who are you calling?

Feng Jiu in the carriage was slightly stunned, looking at her cheap brother who was also stunned, and silently asked: What's going on?

Guan Xilin bit the scallion pancake and said, "I met when I first bought something. I was called Murong Yixuan. I said that I offended you in Shilin Town last time. I want to say sorry to you."

Speaking of this, he was a little annoyed and said, "I told him just now that I didn't need it anymore. He was still here. I really don't know what I want to do!"

"I'd better go down and take a look!" He put down the scallion pancake in his hand. Just as he was about to lift the curtain and jump out of the car, he suddenly turned around and said to Fengjiu: "Xiaojiu, tie the veil."

The scar on Xiaojiu's face has not healed yet. She always wears a veil when she goes out. He doesn't want others to see her scratched face and look at her with a tiny look.

"Yeah." Feng Jiu smiled and tied the veil, a little strange. What did Murong Yixuan want to do?

Murong Yixuan, who was waiting outside the carriage, was a little nervous at this time, and sweat was oozing out of his palms. He looked at the carriage with expectation: Will she open the curtain? Do she still remember the two occasional meetings with him?

Leng Shuang, who was driving a carriage outside, saw the expression on Murong Yixuan's face with a hint of expectation, couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at him with a strange look.

What did Murong Yixuan want to do? As far as she knows, wasn’t he engaged to Feng Qingge, a lady from Feng’s house? Why was he still looking at the carriage with anticipation and nervousness?

The curtain of the carriage was lifted open by Guan Xi Lin. He walked down and put down the curtain and looked at Murong Yixuan standing in front of the carriage: "Didn't I say you don't need to apologize or something? Why are you still following me?"

At this time, Murong Yixuan was staring at the carriage intently. Thinking of the appearance of the woman in the carriage when the curtain was lifted just now, his heart pounding again.

Today, she was not wearing a red dress, but a white dress with a veil of the same color on her face. She sat quietly leaning over there, exuding a pure and refined atmosphere, looking so peaceful and elegant.
Chapter completed!