"Compared with you, Haoyang and I look incomparable!" Ye Lei smiled and replied to Qingling.

Haoyang stopped laughing, staring at Qingling's handsome face, and he didn't blink, "What are you doing when you look at me like this?" Qingling frowned slightly, opened the corner of his lips and threw it to him.

"I think, if I am a woman, even if I am a woman, I will rely on you. I will be by your side for the rest of my life and never leave you!" Haoyang didn't care at all about the stunning gazes of passers-by looking at the three of them, but put his mouth close to Qingling's ears, his handsome face smiled, and his eyes were filled with feelings, and he said Mianmian love words in his whisper.

Ye Lei walked on the other side of Qingling, and with martial arts, it was not difficult to tell Haoyang what he said to Qingling. He heard it and immediately laughed out loud.

"You are not good at it anymore. Believe it or not, I will hug you and kiss you in the street!" Qingling's handsome face turned slightly red. He hugged Haoyang's shoulder, turned to his ears, and replied in a deep voice. "Haha, I can't do it anymore, I'm about to... I'm about to be so funny that you two say!" Ye Lei hugged his belly and smiled a little, the image of Jia Gongzi disappeared.

At this moment, Haoyang was suddenly hit by someone, and his feet staggered twice before he stood firm.

"Negotiable, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" A ragged and thin boy stood in front of Qingling, Haoyang and Ye Lei and kept bowing and apologizing.

Judging from his age, the boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wearing a dark and torn leather hat on his head, his face and hands were covered with black coal, and his real face was covered with black coal. He couldn't tell what he looked like.

He held a black steamed bun in one hand and hid it in his sleeve in the other hand, giggling embarrassedly, revealing two rows of shiny snow-white teeth.

However, looking at his whole body from top to bottom, these snow-white and bright teeth were extremely inconsistent with him.

The black eyes were rolling around, extremely agile.

Seeing that Qingling and the other two didn't say anything, they just stared at him in a serene manner. The smile on the boy's face was calm, he bent down, and bowed deeply, "Neighbor, I really didn't mean to touch you just now!" This time, he said to Haoyang alone.

Clinking, Qingling stepped forward and grabbed the boy's hand hidden in his sleeve, and was about to raise it. The boy was reluctant. He looked painful on his face and said with a puffy mouth: "Why... why did you... why did you grab my hand? And... And you hurt me!"

The boy said, his bright eyes instantly filled with water vapor.

"Take it out!"

Qingling said coldly in a low voice.

He did not expect that under his governance, not only were beggars present in the city of Gyeongju, but the beggars he caught also stole human things.

"What are you going to do?" the boy asked with a pout, "Don't think you are pretty, but you just wronged people in broad daylight and said, "What do you want me to do?" The water vapor in his eyes was hidden, and the boy turned forward with a tingling in a small body, and asked Qingling with confidence.

When the moment Qing Ling grabbed the boy's wrist, Haoyang reached out to mop his hand on his body, and found that the purse he carried with him disappeared.

It was said that there was not much money inside, only a few hundred taels of silver notes and some broken silver. He wanted to speak out to persuade Qingling to let go of the young man's hand first, and suddenly thought, and then he would rather take a look first.

After all, as the king of a country, it is really unimaginable to encounter thieves under his own governance and in the imperial city.

Not to mention the distant cities in Lingguo, it is Qingzhou City. During the more than ten years of management of Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo, there were few beggars on the streets, and there were also thieves who stole other people's property. Qingling has been in the throne for nearly three years. From the prefectures and counties of Lingguo to the Qingzhou City, this scene should not have happened at this moment, but instead made him meet a straightforward situation.

It is possible that the boy who took his purse would do this, be naughty or a reason for it. Looking down, it should not be difficult to know.

More and more passers-by wanted to see what happened, surrounded the three of them and the ragged boy.

"You little beggar, please return Lord Duan's wallet to him!" Someone in the crowd shouted to the young man who was caught by Qingling. Qingling's handsome face had a very serious expression, "Take it out! Otherwise, I will send you to the government office immediately!" The young man bit his lip, raised his head stubbornly, and said, "I don't know what you are saying."

Qingling narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and only raised the hand that grabbed the boy's wrist.

I saw a black hand exposed from my sleeve, but there was nothing in my hand.

"Did you see it? Did you see it? I didn't take anything. I just accidentally bumped into that master Duan, but you just argued people because you are pretty!" The young man shook Qingling's hand and freed his slender wrist from the confinement.

Haoyang and Ye Lei, who were standing aside, suddenly lit up.

They discovered a secret.

The boy in front of him, who seemed to be dressed in rags, looked like black coal, and his hands were like black coal. Because of the grievance, the water vapor accumulated in his eyes flowed down. The black coal traces on his cheeks washed by tears were removed, revealing two white jade-like skin. His wrists exposed outside his sleeves and the back of his neck were all white and greasy, and his skin was better than snow.

——This young man is definitely not a beggar!

Haoyang and Ye Lei thought of this at the same time.

Has he wronged? Qingling suddenly looked embarrassed when he saw the boy crying and said something wrongfully.

He didn't notice that the young man's face was washed away from the coal marks. The white skin exposed was even the other loopholes on the boy's body. He didn't notice it.

It’s not that he was careless, but that he didn’t think about him at all.

The boy raised his sleeves, wiggled his face, blinked his bright and lively eyes, stared at Qingling, and pouted, "Hey, I've been wronged, I won't even say sorry!" Then, he lowered his head and casually sorted out his tattered clothes, "If you don't say sorry to me, don't think about leaving now. I don't care which official you are. Anyway, I have to say sorry if I wronged me!" He muttered, and the words he said were the accent from Jizhou. Emperor Qinglan and Yu Wenmingxuan's hometown were all in Jizhou. Qingling had been with them for a long time, and felt that although the accent from Jizhou sounded a little soft, it did not lose the unique charm of Jizhou.

In addition, the boy secretly looked up from time to time, which made him think of Xiao Nuo doing something wrong, and always looked at him with this kind of secret glance at him to see if he was angry.

"You really didn't take the purse on my friend?" After a long time, he spoke a little gentle and asked the boy. The boy raised his head, blinked his bright and lively big eyes, and nodded, "I haven't done that."

…” Before I could tell the words, one was exquisitely crafted and embroidered with two or three jadeite

The bamboo purse was cut out from under his clothes and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the passers-by all sighed.

There was a faint voice, "Little...public

…” rang out among the sighs.

Haoyang and Ye Lei looked at the subtle voice, and saw a big bag holding a big bag, small in size and pretty in appearance, obviously a servant disguised as a woman, looking at the boy standing in front of them with a worried look on his face.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

I think there is a good show now.

The boy's black and white face suddenly turned red.

"I

...I'm not

...I didn't mean to take your stuff." As he said that, the boy bent down, picked up the purse, and held it up to Haoyang with both hands.

Haoyang didn't answer, and the boy held the wallet in front of Qingling again, blinked his wet eyes and said, "Are you still there

...Return to you

…” He did not dare to look at Qingling, and the light in his eyes dodged back and forth.

His expression at this moment was even more like the expression that Xiao Nuo occasionally showed, as if it was at its peak.

"Tell me the reason." Qingling did not take the purse in the boy's hand, nor was he angry. His words were very calm.

The young man said, "My home is far away. Because of a drought, the family has arrived in Qingzhou. There are too many people in the family and they have no food and clothing. They are afraid of begging on the streets, which scares the people of Qingzhou City." Speaking of this, he said, and hurriedly added: "The emperor is very good today. We are located in a remote mountainous area. We don't blame the emperor for not caring for us. Before we came, I heard that there was no begging in the city. So

...So our family dare not come to the street. But I am worried that my elderly parents and younger brothers and sisters will be together.

Hungry, just

... Just ran to the street and did it

...I'm sorry to do this shameful thing!" Perhaps because I had tears just now, or perhaps the boy talked about the sadness, her eyes turned red in an instant, "Negotiable, you, oh, no, kid, please let the three nobles go

Heart, boy,

...This shameful thing will never happen again!"

Qingling frowned and said, "You have a lot of family?"

The boy nodded and said, "A lot, we

...Our family is a big family!" He said the truth, "their family" is indeed a big family, and there are at least twenty people in total.

"I'm giving you the money bag, put it away!" Qing Ling stood with his hands behind his back, and the divine light in his eyes became a little sharp. Why didn't he know where the drought occurred in Ling Country?

When the morning court went to the court, why didn’t the courtiers mention him?

Does Mo Xiang know?

I knew that there was a local people in Ling State who were displaced due to drought.

The boy looked at Qingling without believing it, "Negotiable, you

...You put this money bag

...Did you give me this wallet?" Qingling nodded, and the boy burst into tears and said, "Thank you, thank you! Oh, no, boy, thank you three nobles!" He met Qing repeatedly

Ling, Haoyang and Ye Lei bowed and kowtowed.

"Quickly use the broken silver in your purse and buy some food and use for your family to bring it back."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qingling's mouth, which made the boy look like he was not right, and everyone around him was stunned. Seeing this, he hurriedly clenched his fists and covered his lips and coughed several times, looked at the distance to the sky, avoiding the too straightforward eyes in everyone's eyes.

"If I can meet you again, I will definitely pay you back the money!" The boy came to his senses, clenched his wallet in his hand, his eyes were serious, and he said something to Qingling and the other two, then bowed deeply, then turned around and walked forward.

The three noble people are so beautiful, especially the noble people wearing ink-colored brocade clothes, who are the most beautiful men she has ever seen in such a big age.

The boy thought while walking.

Passers-by surrounding Qingling and the other three saw that there was nothing to see, and they dispersed one after another.

"Han, you just let him go!" Haoyang touched Qingling with his shoulder and said, "You are very meticulous, but you didn't see anything wrong with that kid?" Qingling looked at him with a little puzzled look, "What's wrong? He's fine!"

Ye Lei covered his mouth and laughed, whispering in Qingling's ear: "Cousin, we may have been deceived by him!" Just as Qingling's expression became stagnant because of what Ye Lei said, the young man who had walked dozens of steps suddenly stopped and turned around and looked at Qingling.

He stood quietly on the long street, looking at Qingling, motionless, dazed and dazed. Qingling didn't bother to think carefully about what Ye Lei said, thinking that the boy had something to say to him, and couldn't help but walk towards the boy, saying, "Little brother, do you have something to say to me?"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "I haven't asked the noble name yet. If it is convenient, please inform me, so that I can pay the noble money in the future." Qingling smiled faintly and said, "No, I believe that the emperor will soon take the imperial ministers to deal with it properly after knowing that the drought in your hometown. At that time, you can return home with your family!" The young man blinked his vibrant eyes and said, "Since it is not convenient for the noble to tell me your name, please remember my name. I will definitely pay the noble money in the future." As he said, the young man paused slightly, stared at Qingling for a moment, and then said, "My surname is Xiao, and the single name is a month."

After saying that, seeing Qingling nodding with a smile on his lips, the boy turned around and floated away. Seeing the boy's figure disappearing at the corner, Qingling then turned around and wanted to walk towards Haoyang and Ye Lei. Unexpectedly, they saw that they had already walked towards him, "Han, I just reminded you, why didn't you ask a few more questions, and still let that kid leave so easily?"

"Remind me? What did you remind me?"

Qingling raised her eyebrows and looked at Haoyang and Ye Lei.

"Forget it, I won't be having a puzzle with you anymore. The boy who just left with my purse. He is actually a girl. Moreover, what she says should be mostly a lie to us." Haoyang curled a smile on his lips and said to Qingling. Qingling looked at the corner where Xiao Yue's figure disappeared and said, "What do you mean is that the boy who just talked to us is probably not a beggar, and he is still a daughter?" Haoyang and Ye Lei nodded together.
To be continued...