Before Luo Qingyu said anything, the girl had already called out: "What?! Don't you know that our Jade Race cannot intermarry with foreigners?!"

It turned out that this dwarf clan called themselves the 'Jade Clan', and they really were jade people, pocket jade people...

Luo Qingyu raised her eyebrows, and slapped her palm on the sedan chair: "What are you croaking about?! He doesn't care about you, a second-rank official! He doesn't care about being an emperor, either. Because there is no money? To tell you the truth, we have a lot of money, and we have as much as we want, so we don’t care about your broken pearls!"

Luo Qingyu's voice was louder than hers, and her face was more fierce than hers, which frightened the girl.

She looked at Luo Qingyu with a pale face, and then at Di Shiyin: "Then...then why don't you ride horses and sedan chairs?" [

Luo Qingyu sneered: "Is it possible that we like to take a walk?! No matter how long-winded you are, get out!"

Stretch out your palm and slap the horse's ass pulling the cart!

She used ingenuity in this palm, the horse's hindquarters hurt so badly, it was naturally frightened, it let out a long hiss, and pulled the carriage like crazy and went straight away.

Luo Qingyu couldn't help laughing.

She actually said that she was a slave girl, Nimei's, she didn't teach this pocket beauty a lesson, she thought she was a soft persimmon!

Her arrogant appearance attracted the attention of passers-by.

These beauties pay attention to manners, elegance and coquettishness, so it is natural that Luo Qingyu's appearance at the moment is not pleasing to the eye...

Di Shiyin also glanced at her, with a smile on his lips: "Little Feather, are you jealous?"

Luo Qingyu glanced at him: "I'm jealous of you! I'm just not happy with that pocket girl's arrogant look."

Arrogant?She is not worse than that dwarf beauty, is she?

This girl really pretends to be a dragon like a dragon, and a tiger like a tiger. Whatever she puts on, she can get a personality...

What's rare is that she also plays the role very naturally.

She looked up at the sky, raised her hand and yawned: "Okay, let's ignore these irrelevant idlers and wait, go to the city and find a restaurant, I'm hungry!"

Di Shiyin sighed: "Did you bring money?"

Luo Qingyu was taken aback, then frowned: "You didn't bring it?"

Di Shiyin shook his head slightly: "I never bring money with me when I go out."

Luo Qingyu: "..."

She had forgotten that he was a high-ranking Great Master, and he was always worshiped like a god no matter where he went, and if he wanted anything, he just said it, and naturally a lot of people would send it to him directly.

No matter how bad he is, he can still fetch objects from the air, just use whatever he wants to bring them over... [

It's not like now, where one has to hide one's name without the power of thought, and naturally needs money for food and lodging.

She sighed: "Let's go to the city first, I have my own way to make money."

"Wen Ya Ju" restaurant is a rather high-end restaurant.

Every table, stool, plate and bowl in the restaurant is full of strong cultural charm.

Luo Qingyu and Di Shiyin asked for a private room, and ordered several exquisite dishes. Luo Qingyu even ordered a pot of local fine wine, and ate and drank slowly with him.

"Master, why can't I use cold water in this month's letter?" Bleak 

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