"Girl, shortly after I walked by tomorrow, someone came from the Xuanping Hou Mansion."

The female steward came over and told Yun Qingyin about the visitor from Xuanpinghou Mansion.

"What did you say?"

"The visitor said that he is here to celebrate the festival and would like to invite the young master to have a meal at the Xuanping Marquis Mansion."

In the opinion of the female steward, the request from the Xuanpinghou Mansion was completely unreasonable. The wife of the Xuanpinghou Mansion and her girl had always been at odds with each other, so there was no reason for her to suddenly show her kindness.

Yun Qingyin had no reaction after hearing this.

"He knows."

Shen Anqiu came back when she was choking for dinner. The two of them ate with Mrs. Xu, and then walked back leg by leg.

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Marquis of Xuanping Mansion would like me to come over."

Yun Qingyin was right about that. Since Shen Anqiu decided to go back, he and the Xuanping Marquis Mansion would definitely be able to move around. It would be normal to go back for a meal during the holidays.

Even if it was a confinement period like that, she would also like to be with Shen Anqiu.

"Um."

"Huh?" Yun Qingyin pulled back her leg, "What does that mean? Are you going? Are you going?"

Shen Anqiu stopped and looked down at her without looking back. He smiled and asked, "Are you angry?"

The act of not holding one's legs is not a way to express one's temperament. In fact, in Shen Anqiu's eyes, Yun Qingyin is very sensible, can handle many things well, and will consider things for him that even he occasionally ignores. , but otherwise that would be abnormal in itself.

Sometimes being too independent is not a good thing.

Yun Qingyin looked down at the bracelet on her leg and said dullly, "I can go if I want to."

Shen Anqiu stretched out his legs to catch her, but the little girl dodged him, leaving her legs empty. Shen Anqiu laughed completely, "Did he say yes?"

Yun Qingyin carefully considered Shen Anqiu's attitude from beginning to end to see if she was preconceived, "Then I say yes."

When she said that word, she deliberately raised the ending tone, knowing whether she wanted to emphasize the first word, but otherwise she unconsciously revealed a kind of unconscious coquettishness.

Shen Anqiu had no choice but to explain, "Does he know what he means?"

"He doesn't know if I mean that."

The little girl lowered her head and looked very pitiful.

Shen An Qiu's hair-like palms fell on the top of her hair, "I just want to always remember that with him, nothing can be heavier than me."

…

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Jingyun came to Yun Mansion to deliver things and stayed for a meal by the way.

But after that, Feng Jingyun didn't leave immediately.

Yun Qingyin walked in her place, lost in thought from time to time. After Feng Jingyun discovered it for the third time, she finally said, "Something will happen soon?"

"No." Yun Qingyin slowly lost her arrogance under Feng Jingyun's gaze, "Okay, otherwise he and Shen Anqiu have made an appointment to go out together tomorrow."

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there must be a lot of fun things on the street outside.

"Brother, do I have anything to do for a while?"

Yun Qingyin almost wrote a few words on her face about why I was so stubborn.

Feng Jingyun said angrily, "It's very early now."

Yun Qingyin looked at the sun, which had not yet set, and finally swallowed the words "it's late". She was afraid that Feng Jingyun would crush him to death.

"He will come over tomorrow. Apart from delivering things, he also has one thing to do."

Yun Qingyin made a listening gesture.

Feng Jingyun asked, "Am I a little anxious lately?"

Yun Qingyin: "?"

"No, that's the behavior of people who are under a lot of pressure. Now the shops in Leg Didong are running very well, and he has nothing to worry about. The most important thing he does every day is eating and sleeping. How could this happen?

anxiety."

Maybe it’s because Yun Qingyin is obsessed with the government, or maybe she wants to hide it, Feng Jingyun can tell, “It’s okay if I don’t. When he meets An Qiu tomorrow, he mentioned something to him, so why worry about me?

I am stressed because of the wedding."

Yun Qingyin said earnestly, "Are we really thinking too much?"

After sending Feng Jingyun away, Mo Feng came over to take Yun Qingyin to Shen Anqiu's place.

Shen Anqiu had some unfinished business, so she asked Mo Feng to pick up Yun Qingyin first, and then the two of them went to the market together.

Yun Qingyin went to change her clothes, spoke to Mrs. Xu again, and then followed Mo Feng.

At the gate of the palace, the carriage slowly stopped. Mo Feng turned around and said to Cuoyun Qingyin, "Young Master can handle it in a quarter of an hour at most."

Yun Qingyin nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Anqiu came over on time.

Mo Feng drove the carriage to the two of them to the street entrance and then retired.

Yun Qingyin immediately saw a clay figurine making game on several tables at the street corner, and she was very interested, "Let them go play that."

Most of the people who play this game are lovers, but it is very rare for people like Yun Qingyin and Shen Anqiu to have striking looks. The boss greeted them with a smile, "You two, please leave quickly. There is a competition there, and they are the best."

Is there any reward for being good?"

When Yun Qingyin heard that she was very rewarded, the competitive factor in her blood immediately became active, "What reward?"

The boss said mysteriously, "If you see that big doll, if you win, you can take it away directly."

Yun Qingyin said excitedly, "He can definitely take it away!"

Shen Anqiu paid the money, found a seat and walked east.

The boss brought them the materials used to make the clay figurines, which were very picturesque.

Shen Anqiu left the materials and the portrait returned.

The boss said, "It's not easy to simulate it without looking at the real thing."

Yun Qingyin lowered her head and studied how to squeeze it. Shen Anqiu's eyes fell and she said, "There is no such thing."

The boss suddenly understood and stopped disturbing the two of them.

Yun Qingyin studied for a while and found that the soil was similar to plasticine. Moreover, she knew some composition principles and knew the best proportions of the human body, so she immediately started pinching.

I looked at their tables and there were pictures and real objects, but they didn't have them there.

Yun Qingyin stood up, and as soon as she stood up a little, Shen Anqiu pulled her away, "I'll pinch him."

"...??" After a while, Yun Qingyin blushed and asked tentatively, "Are you wearing clothes or not?"

Shen Anqiu said, "He pinched me."

Yun Qingyin nodded repeatedly, "Those with clothes, those with clothes, he will start now, I'll be on my way."

As time passed, customers at the stall were coming and going. Yun Qingyin and Shen Anqiu were walking in front of the table in the back. When they got tired from one posture, they would change to another posture to continue.

Yun Qingyin sometimes held Dongba to look at Shen Anqiu, sometimes looked at him carefully, then lowered her head and pinched the little person in her leg. Of course, there were many things that happened, such as accidentally using too much strength and causing her to heal. The arms that were easy to make were squashed. Another example is that when sculpting the face, the nose was missing because the space available was too small.
Chapter completed!