Mi Raner's eyes are filled with expectation.
Mingyang coagulated the surprise that flashed through her eyes, and her heart was slightly empty. It seemed that her heart beat wrong.
He raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Young master Ben never talks empty words."
Mi Ran'er immediately jumped out of the house.
"Let's go!"
Mingyang leads Mi Raner downstairs. The servant girls follow him with some hesitation. Several people push and shout, probably to let others come to stop the two people in front.
Beicheng is really prosperous. No wonder the Ming family is so rich.
Mi Ran'er walked in front and strolled in the street. He chose many exquisite and beautiful ornaments. Mingyang and Qi Feng helped carry things in the back and were responsible for giving money.
Along the way, the street vendors and passers-by were looking at Mi Raner. They all knew that the young master of the city Lord was getting married. When they saw Mi Raner, they guessed Mi Raner's identity. Almost everyone was quietly evaluating whether Mi Raner's face and temperament matched their young master of the city Lord.
"Master Ming!" when he came to the socket of a street, a wooden building appeared in front of several people. Mi Raner couldn't help looking at the wooden building, which was very chic.
At this time, Mingyang behind her came forward, grabbed her wrist and asked angrily, "what are you looking at? Hurry up."
"Why doesn't this wooden building have a plaque? Besides, it doesn't open for business in the busy market. What does this wooden building do?" Mi Ran'er asked curiously.
"Don't do your business anyway!"
Mi Ran'er couldn't help laughing.
At this time, the window on the second floor of the wooden building suddenly opened. A girl dressed very brightly put her head out and waved her handkerchief towards the Mingyang. "Young master Ming, are you looking for Qinghuan?"
Mingyang Mei's heart beat and shook his head, "of course not!"
His arm holding Mi Raner's wrist weighed a lot and dragged her directly away from the wooden building.
"The girl and young master Ming are old acquaintances just now? Isn't she one of those confidants in the rumor? Don't you say that the confidant is passed on, isn't it true? How should the Qinghuan girl explain it?"
Mi Ran'er followed Mingyang's side. Even if his wrist hurt badly, she didn't have any unhappy color on her face, but asked faintly.
After turning this street, Mingyang had a meal at his feet.
He frowned slightly, turned and looked at Mi Ran'er: "so, are you questioning me now?"
Mi Ran'er smiled, "of course not. I just have some doubts about these things. Don't I have the right to express my doubts“
"Of course, but we are not husband and wife. Even if you want to manage me and express your doubts, I can't get the position I have to answer!"
Hearing this, MI Raner felt a little disappointed.
She broke Mingyang's hand. "Since childe Ming said so, I probably know where I am in the future. Don't worry, I can't express my doubts at will in the future! I'm so tired. I'll go back to the inn to have a rest first. Thank childe Ming and Qi Feng for walking with me for so long. I'll return the money... When my dowry comes, I'll give it back to young master Ming!"
Mi Ran'er finished, turned and walked quickly.
When Mingyang heard these words, he thought of her face, frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked at Qi Feng.
Qi Feng was also at a loss.
Mi Raner didn't talk to Mingyang or stay any longer.