Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 157
Wei Qing asked Yin Peng, "What kind of birthday gift do you want?"

Yin Jing seemed to answer.

However, in this black market, there are many conversations between sellers and buyers. Yin Jing's ears are so strong that he can hear Wei Qing's words, but he is much taller than her, and it is not easy for Wei Qing to hear what he said.

So Wei Qing looked up at him, apparently not hearing clearly.

Yin Xuan looked down at her, then lowered his head, and said close to her ear: "The Ming market will open soon, you can choose whatever you want. Many things on the black market come from wrong paths and are risky."

Wei Qing laughed and said, "Is it possible that there are things smuggled out of the palace here?"

It would be embarrassing if it was bought and smuggled out of the palace, and presented to the emperor later.

So right now Wei Qing is walking around with him to see what's new first.

Wei Qing asked, "Where is my antique shop?"

Yin Xuan casually pointed to the front.

The two continued to walk slowly along the crowd.

Wei Qing looked around and thought of something, so he casually chatted with Yin Jing: "When are you going to return my letter to me? You read it, but you took it and didn't return it. It's a bit too much." .”

Yin Jing said leisurely, "Normally I don't return the things I want to take."

Wei Qing said: "It's just an ordinary letter from home. Is there any important information worth intercepting my letter? I just want to find my family back and ask my adoptive mother well. This is also hindering you. gone?"

Wei Qing raised his eyes to look at him, and just happened to walk under a lamp ten feet away. His silhouette was very soft, and his body was mixed with a kind of coldness like frost.

Let's look at him with a peaceful mind and a clear conscience, and he has no idea where he is wrong.

Sui Weiqing stopped and reasoned with him calmly: "As long as I don't hinder anyone, harm anyone, write letters to whom, and what the contents of the letters are, this is completely my freedom and privacy. Do you understand human rights? Yin Commander, it’s fine if you don’t have a conscience, but shame is a good thing, you have to have it, don’t you feel ashamed of peeping into other people’s privacy?”

Yin Jing didn't show any emotion at all, and said: "The first assistant watched it first, why don't you scold him?"

With his innocent attitude, how could he feel ashamed...

Wei Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I see that you are both full of food. The chief assistant read it and wanted to pay it back anyway. Why didn't Dudu Yin pay it back after reading it? Where is the letter? Why didn't you pay it back?"

As soon as the words fell, before Yin Zhen could answer, how could there be a sudden commotion in the black market at this time.

It seems that multiple buyers have taken a fancy to the same thing, so the auction started, and the highest bidder wins.So people around rushed over to watch the excitement, wanting to see what kind of treasure it was.

Standing under the lights, Wei Qing was caught off guard, and was pushed forward by people who came up from behind.

Seeing that they were about to be separated from each other, Yin Xuan stretched out his hand to pull her, and she also stretched out her hand towards Yin Jing.

Yin Jing took her hand and pulled her back as soon as he retracted his arm.

Under the lights, the passers-by were quite crowded, constantly pushing and shoving Wei Qing.Yin Cong pulled her back with great strength, she was already close to him, but when the crowd squeezed her, they squeezed her into Yin Cong's arms without any gap.

The bamboo pole on which the lantern was hung swayed slightly, Yin Cong stood beside him as motionless as a mountain, and Ren Weiqing leaned against him.

Surrounded by bustling people, Wei Qing rested his head on his chest, and his lips seemed to touch his neat skirt.

The cold sandalwood scent that only he had on him unexpectedly got into her nose, making people feel peaceful.

Wei Qing suddenly felt a coldness between his brows, and couldn't help but look up, only to see small pieces of white snow falling from the dark night sky, warm yellow and warm yellow reflected by Xi Wei's lights.

A few snowflakes fell on Yin Peng's shoulders, and the snowflakes on his dark clothes were extremely crystal clear.

Wei Qing brushed the snow off his shoulder with his hand, and whispered softly, "It's snowing."

Yin Xuan lowered his eyes, his neither sad nor happy eyes moved slightly, and fixedly fell on her face.

After a while, he lowered his head and said to her: "The letter is no longer in my hands, I can't pay you back."

"Where is that letter?"

Wei Qing lifted his neck and raised his head, his forehead resting against Yin Cong's chin.Her eyes fell on his Adam's apple for no reason, and she made a low and pleasant trembling as he spoke.

Yin Jing's lowered brows slanted into his temples, he looked thoughtful and said, "This is privacy."

Wei Qing: "..." You really can't expect much from him!
Then the auction ended, and the crowd dispersed again.

After walking around for a while, the black market was about to end. From the beginning, someone had already lit up lanterns one by one, and it was slowly spreading towards the end.

The antique shops on both sides also turned on their lights one after another and opened their doors for business.

Yin Jing led her to an antique shop, and walked in.

The previous Jin Yiwei had already come to say hello, now the shopkeeper saw the two of them, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The shopkeeper said: "I heard that the owner wants to choose something, so you can take a look at the things in this store."

There are quite a lot of things in this antique shop, apart from the things displayed on the counter in front, there are also things that are not displayed in the back.

Wei Qing learned from the shopkeeper that the black market here does not exist every night, and whenever the black market opens, antique shops will buy some things.

When Wei Qing watched the selection back and forth, Yin Jing sat on a chair in front of the window in the shop, and the shopkeeper poured hot tea on the table. Yin Jing leaned on the back of the chair and quietly watched the snow falling outside the shop. .

Snowflakes drift down the eaves in small pieces, like catkins flying in spring, adding to the coldness alone.

If it wasn't for Wei Qing's reminder, probably Yin Zhen wouldn't have the leisurely mind to sit quietly and listen to the snow.

Wei Qing's figure walked back and forth in the warmly lit shop, occasionally swaying in front of Yin Cong, unaware that he was in a hurry, but the room was full of leisure.

Holding an ancient porcelain vase in his hand, Wei Qing looked sideways at him and asked, "Dudu Yin, is this pretty?"

Yin Jing took his eyes back from the falling snow outside, glanced at her first, then looked at the vase in her hand, and said, "Is there a lack of this in the palace?"

Wei Qing squinted his eyes and said with a half-smile: "Who said I picked it for you, my mother-in-law likes flowers, if I use this vase to arrange flowers for her, it will be more beautiful."

Yin Jing was speechless for a while, then said: "It's better for you to choose the birthday gift first."

It's just that Wei Qing looked back and forth several times, but couldn't find a particularly suitable one.

At this time, the clerk in the shop came back from the outside with something covered with silk cloth, which should be the harvest from the black market tonight.

Wei Qing lifted the silk cloth and saw that it was an ancient Jade Buddha exuding a warm luster.

The seller said that this ancient jade Buddha was dug out from the tombs of the ancestors, it has a long history and has nothing to do with the imperial palace; the shopkeeper also checked it carefully, so what he said should be true.

(End of this chapter)