"Sister Qin, Tianxiang, Murong." When Ye Li arrived at the appointed teahouse, Qin Zheng and the other two had already arrived and were drinking tea and chatting happily.
Qin Zheng looked back at her and smiled. "Li 'er."
Murong Ting pulled her to sit down. "You're finally here. How was it? Did your d * mn sister make things difficult for you?"
Ye Li raised her eyebrows. "Sorry I'm late, but why do you think she would make things difficult for me?" Not only Madam Wang, but even Ye Ying had been away for the past few days. How could they have the time to make things difficult for her when they couldn't even see her?
"It's better to be careful. I heard that Her Highness Zhaoyi in the palace has been in a bad mood these days. "Hua Tianxiang held the teacup with a reserved and elegant smile.
Ye Li blinked her eyes, understanding in her heart. She thanked Hua Tianxiang silently. Hua Tianxiang raised her eyebrows and raised her teacup to her.
Murong Ting looked at her good friends around her and couldn't help but laugh. "Alas, it's not easy to have one more friend. Unfortunately, Li will be getting married soon."
"We'll still be friends after we get married," Ye Li said. "Don't tell me you won't recognize me as a friend after we get married?"
Murong Ting leaned on the table without the temperament of a noble lady and said dejectedly, "Of course not. But when you become Princess Ding, how will you have so much freedom?"
Hua Tianxiang pursed her lips and snickered. "It'll be the same when you get married."
"I don't want to!" Murong Ting shouted, her almond-shaped eyes widening. "I won't marry that idiot!"
Eh? Ye Li looked up in surprise at the angry Murong Ting and then turned her gaze to Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng snickered and whispered in Ye Li's ear. Only then did Ye Li know that Murong Ting was engaged to Leng Haoyu, the third young master of the Northern General's Estate, as soon as she was born. But compared to his eldest brother, Leng Qingyu, who was proficient in both literature and martial arts, Leng Haoyu was a hedonistic son who was good at eating, drinking, and playing. How could Murong Ting, who came from a family of generals and was the only daughter of General Yang Wei, like Leng Haoyu? The two of them had been at odds ever since they were young. Basically, they would fight whenever they met. However, Murong Ting had learned martial arts from the Yang Wei General, and Leng Haoyu couldn't beat Murong Ting. Every time she was beaten to a pulp, Murong Ting despised her even more.
"Hmph! My father is a stubborn person. He says that once a man makes a promise, he must keep it. He won't break off the engagement even if he dies. That idiot. Since he dared to marry me, I'll beat him up until his father can't recognize him. "Murong Ting raised her little chin and said angrily.
Hua Tianxiang lazily rested her chin on her hand and said with a smile, "I think Leng Xiaosan treats you well. Have you ever seen a man so obedient in the entire capital? If you tell him to go forward, he will never go backward. If you tell him to go left, he will never go right. "
Murong Ting snorted and did not answer.
Ye Li watched her reaction with interest. It was inevitable for girls to like outstanding and strong men. Murong Ting naturally looked down on Third Young Master Leng, who couldn't even beat a woman. However, it seemed that Murong Ting didn't hate her fiancé as much as she thought. Moreover … was a man who had been beaten since he was young and had lost every time. Was he really that weak? If that was the case, then Leng Haoyu was actually a masochist, right? Ye Li's imagination ran wild in her mind. However, she didn't say anything to persuade Murong Ting. She didn't like to interfere with her friend's choice. Moreover, she really didn't know Leng Haoyu.
Murong Ting recovered quickly from her anger. She quickly put the annoying fiancé behind her, clapped her hands and stood up, "Let's go shopping. We're not here to drink tea. "
The three girls and a fake girl happily shuttled through the famous shops in the capital, picking out all kinds of jewelry and clothes they liked. Soon, everyone had a rich harvest. Ye Li looked at the people behind her, who were full of bags, and followed the three of them around in amusement. She had to admit that no matter what era it was, women's desire to shop was very strong. Ye Li wasn't idle either. While shopping with the three of them, she also glanced at the progress of the shops that were being renovated recently. Although she didn't go in, the results were satisfactory from the outside. She believed that they could reopen a month before the wedding. At that time, she might be able to ask her eldest cousin to raise a plaque for the Treasure Pavilion. Ye Li planned silently in her heart.
After sending the servants who helped to carry the things back, the girls, who were tired from shopping, planned to find a place to have lunch. Murong Ting, who was most familiar with the delicacies in the capital, recommended the most famous Chu Xiang Pavilion in the capital.
Chu Xiang Pavilion was indeed the most famous restaurant in the capital. As soon as they stepped into the lobby, they saw the luxurious and graceful decorations of the restaurant that didn't lose to those of famous families. They knew that the background of the owner of this restaurant was definitely not low. Although they didn't come late, the business of Chu Xiang Pavilion was better than expected. A well-dressed child respectfully apologized to the four of them, indicating that there were no more empty private rooms. Murong Ting often walked outside, so she didn't care about whether there were private rooms or not. She directly let the waiter lead the four of them to the second floor and found a relatively good empty seat to sit down. Ye Li glanced around the lobby. There was no lack of noble girls eating in twos and threes, so the four of them sitting outside didn't seem particularly eye-catching.
After ordering the dishes, Murong Ting smiled with satisfaction. "Chu Xiang Pavilion's squirrel mandarin fish is the best in the capital. I came twice and didn't eat it. I didn't expect that I would have it when I called you all together today. Today is really good luck. "
Ye Li curiously asked, "Murong often comes out to shop?"
Murong Ting smiled and said, "My father doesn't like to control me, and I can't stay alone, so I often come out to walk around. Moreover, my father loves to eat good food. I … I don't have any talent for this, so I just look around to see if there's anything good to buy for him to eat. " Speaking of this, Murong Ting was a bit embarrassed. However, anyone could see that the father-daughter relationship of the Yang Wei General's Estate was definitely different from that of the Shangshu Estate. At least, it was definitely different from the relationship between Shangshu Ye and Ye Li.
Hua Tian Xiang smiled and said, "That's why, when I go shopping, I usually drag Murong out with me. There's no place in the capital that she doesn't know. "
While the four of them were happily talking, the door of the private room on the other side opened with a bang. A beautiful red figure rushed out from inside. The four of them simultaneously pretended to see the person clearly. Murong Ting said in surprise, "Huh? Isn't that … be careful! "Before her voice fell, Murong Ting had already stood up and quickly jumped out.
Chu Xiang Pavilion, second floor.
A beautiful figure quickly rushed out of the private room and was about to collide with the waiter who was slowly carrying a tray of dishes. Murong Ting jumped out at the same time, wanting to grab the woman. However, she was still half a beat too slow and let the red sleeve slip past her fingertips.
"Be careful!" Ye Li calculated the direction that the hot pot of soup on the tray would be hit at almost the same time that the red clothed woman bumped into the waiter. She casually grabbed the empty bowl on the table and threw it over. After hesitating for a while, the precise location and strength of the throw forced the soup pot that had just left the tray and was flying towards someone's head to the left. With a series of clanking sounds, the soup pot fell to the ground in an open space not far away. Because the waiter protected the tray with all his might, the remaining few plates fell to the ground in front of him and the soup splashed on a guest's clothes. There wasn't any serious damage.
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