Beautiful men do not compete for favor

Chapter 3

Beggar girl?
Are you talking about yourself?

Mu Qingyi blinked, and quickly lowered her head to look at her clothes. The white short-sleeved T-shirt was stained with blood when it fell to the ground, and the dark skinny jeans were bought online last year. It's a bit embarrassing, but it's not as miserable as a beggar, is it?

"Alright!"

Before she could ask a question, she heard a faint voice, with a bit of laziness, soft, as if possessing seductive magic power, very pleasant to hear!
Mu Qingyi couldn't help twisting her neck slightly, half-closed her eyes and looked over, and saw a sedan chair parked not far away, with four burly porters standing on each side, and the voice just now seemed to be coming from inside the sedan chair. from!

"Yes!"

The servant who had called him earlier nodded slightly, and the four bearers got off the sedan chair and were about to turn around when they heard the soft voice in the sedan chair say again: "Give her some money, and if she wants, she can bring some silver." Let her go to Suyuan!"

"understood!"

Although the young man was unwilling, he still nodded respectfully. Seeing the sedan chair being carried away, he turned around and walked towards Mu Qingyi and said, "You are lucky to meet our young master. Get up and come with me!"

And Mu Qingyi stared straight at the direction the sedan chair was going away, and fell into his own thoughts!
Sedan chair, servant, young master?

Please, what era is this noun?

Could it be that my brain was broken by a brick last night, and now I have hallucinations?
"Am I talking to you? Did you hear me at all?"

Seeing that Mu Qingyi was lying still, the boy didn't answer, he couldn't help showing an impatient expression on his face, and urged him in displeasure: "If you don't get up again, I won't care about you anymore, let me tell you, Not everyone is so lucky to meet our young master, and not everyone is so lucky, just meeting my young master when he was in a good mood, and he is willing to take you in is definitely the greatest luck in your life. If you don't know how to grasp it once, then next time there will be no such good thing!"

His voice, word by word, was heard clearly in Mu Qingyi's ears, and Mu Qingyi couldn't help but frowned and said, "Stop making trouble, I have my own family, why should you take me in!"

(End of this chapter)