Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 936 Xuan Qianru, the two passed by
As soon as Zhan Yuanxuan got into the carriage, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, but what he thought of was the matter between Sima Qianru and Zhan Zhixuan.

He never knew Sima Qianru, and the first time he heard this name was from Zhan Zhixuan.

Zhan Zhixuan is not a few years older than him. When he met Sima Qianru, he was 15 years old. At that time, he was not disfigured or stupid. He was a handsome young man. He once went to the capital to buy his mother love I met Sima Qianru when I was eating osmanthus cake. At that time, Sima Qianru was 13 years old.

According to what Zhan Zhixuan said at the time, the owner of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake packed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and smiled at Zhan Zhixuan, "Mr. Zhan is really lucky today. This happens to be the last package of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in our store. If you come later, it might be gone." .”

Because Zhan Zhixuan often came to this store to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for his mother, so the boss also knew him.

Zhan Zhixuan smiled, took out a silver ingot from his waist, and was about to hand it to the boss, when the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the boss's hand was lifted by a white and tender hand in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Zhixuan turned his head and saw a woman dressed as a girl carrying an osmanthus cake, leaving the money on the boss's stand, and turned to walk to a beautiful sedan chair next to her.

What happened in the blink of an eye made the owner of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake stand dumbfounded. He looked at the money thrown by the girl just now, and then smiled apologetically at Zhan Zhixuan.

Zhan Zhixuan followed in stride, watched the girl pass the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the person in the sedan chair, and said in a low voice, "Miss, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you want."

The car curtain was lifted, revealing a pretty melon-seeded face, willow-leaf-browed eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes with coldness, a tall nose, and red lips of moderate thickness. He sipped it, Zhan Zhixuan was stunned by that look.

As if feeling that someone was staring at her, the young lady sitting in the sedan chair raised her eyes to Zhan Zhixuan who was still standing aside.

The young lady's gaze made Zhan Zhixuan's heart beat faster, as if he wanted to jump out of his chest before he could stop.

When Zhan Zhixuan described this feeling to him at the beginning, he still couldn't understand what kind of emotion it was. It was not until he met Murong Jingxue that he realized the feeling of rapid heartbeat, which was also from that feeling. It's time to start to understand why Zhan Zhixuan suffered so much after that?

That's all for later, let's continue to recall what happened just now.

Seeing that Zhan Zhixuan bowed his head in embarrassment, the young lady raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, and winked at the girl next to her.

The girl immediately understood what the lady meant, and clasped her hands, she asked Zhan Zhixuan loudly, "My lord, don't you feel ashamed if you stare at a young lady who has not left the cabinet like this on the street?"

Zhan Zhixuan's face turned red when he heard the words, and he bowed his head in embarrassment, forgetting for a moment that he was here to beg for sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Seeing Zhan Zhixuan's appearance, the girl raised a very disdainful smile, and said in the same cold tone just now, "Master, please step aside if you have nothing to do, we are leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, he called the bearer to lift up the sedan chair, and the sedan chair curtain was lowered, blocking Zhan Zhixuan's eyes from looking at the lady. At this moment, Zhan Zhixuan suddenly remembered that he came here for the osmanthus cake.

(End of this chapter)