Marry a queen

Several people leisurely for about half an hour.

On a high platform right in front of the lobby, there was a father and daughter singing. Shen Su'er couldn't understand the melody, beat by beat. To put it bluntly, she didn't care what she sang, she just felt the atmosphere .According to Chen Shou, the performances on this stage are different in the morning, noon and evening. In the morning there are songs, at noon there are storytellers, in the evening there are plays, or there are actors and singers performing on stage.

Shen Su'er showed great interest.

The shopkeeper is really very skilled, he knows how to operate, and earns money all day long.

The longer she sat together, Shen Su'er's interest subsided a little, and the goal buried in her heart gradually came to the fore.In other words, there are still things to do before fleeing. [

"Huang... oh, lord, let's talk about something." Shen Su'er drank all the milk tea and replaced it with ordinary tea.

Murong Jing looked over inquiringly.

Shen Su'er didn't want to turn the corner either, so she lowered her voice, approached Murong Jing, and said directly in a low voice, "Concubine Xiao Gui gave me a gift before she left. She told me about it." Needless to say what gift, he must know it well.

"You want to use it?" Somewhat surprised.

"Yes! Can it be used now?"

"Say." The voice was indifferent, concise and crisp, and words were really cherished.

"Well, I think—" she was about to say, but she found that there were still two pairs of curious eyes staring at her, with focused expressions, as if they were very interested in what she said next.Hey, listen, just listen, it's nothing, although I feel quite embarrassed, "Master, no matter what I did wrong, you can't anger the servants of Chaofeng Palace, can you?"

Murong Jing's cold eyes flickered, and he glanced at Shen Su'er with some surprise hidden.

Chuxue also smiled and blinked, puzzled, but seemed to be able to hear something.

Chen Shou's expression was a little more solemn, when he looked at Murong Jing, Murong Jing just shook his head lightly, keeping his expression calm.

"Grandpa, did you agree?"

After a long while, Murong Jing sipped tea leisurely and chewed the dried fruit lightly.

Seeing that he didn't come back, Shen Su'er frowned slightly, revealing a trace of worry >

Trouble, if he doesn't agree, can she escape alone?