Chapter 125 Familiar figure

Not long after, the carriage stopped outside the teahouse.

"Princess, here we are."

Jin He's voice came from outside the carriage, calm as water.

Jin He's internal strength is also not bad, so he naturally heard what Ling Xian'er said to Ban Xia in the carriage just now.

He didn't expect that Ling Xian'er seemed careless and heartless, but in fact, she had such a thoughtful mind!

Could it be that the princess had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before?
Or is it true that the princess has always been like this, but she just looks a little wise and foolish?
Ling Xian'er and Ban Xia got off the carriage, and met Jin He's probing eyes that hadn't had time to close.

Ling Xian'er raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Jin He, why are you looking at me like that?"

Jin He immediately withdrew his gaze, and immediately said: "Princess, you go in first, the prince has something to tell his subordinates, and ordered them to send you to the teahouse and then return home."

Ling Xian'er nodded, and didn't pay much attention: "You go, I will go back to the mansion by myself later."

Jin He seemed to be a little hesitant, he said: "Princess, if not, I'd better come to pick you up, the subordinate will come as soon as possible."

"No need." Ling Xian'er refused: "My princess wants to catch up with my elder brother and younger brother. You may not stay in the teahouse later, you can go back."

Hearing this, Jin He wasn't worried anymore.

The martial arts of the two sons of Grand Master Ling's family, not to mention the capital, is also ranked in the top ten in Daqin. With them, Jin He naturally wouldn't worry about what would happen to Ling Xian'er.

Thinking of this, Jin He also resigned.

Ling Xian'er brought Ban Xia into the tea house, but forgot to ask Jin He where Ling Lengyi and Ling Leng were.

The first floor of the teahouse is the lobby, which is quite noisy, and there are storytellers holding gavel wood to tell stories.

Ling Xian'er looked around, but she didn't see Ling Leng and Ling Leng, so she planned to go to the second floor to have a look.

Seeing Ling Xian'er's aimless look, Ban Xia asked, "Miss, don't you know where the Eldest and Young Masters are?"

Ling Xian'er nodded: "Yes, so don't just stand here stupidly, help me find it."

The corner of Banxia's mouth twitched, pointed to the innermost screen on the second floor, and said: "Miss, every time the eldest son and the young master come to the teahouse, they are always in that position. I remember what the young master told you before." .”

"..." Ling Xian'er looked in the direction Banxia pointed, pursed her lips, and said firmly: "Even if I said it, it was before I fell into the water!"

Banxia nodded.

This is true.

Ling Xian'er went up to the second floor. The second floor was different from the first floor. There were screens between the tables on the second floor, and they were divided into small rooms.

And in the same large space, the number of tables and chairs on the second floor is about half that of the first floor, so in comparison, the second floor is much cleaner.

Ling Xian'er was walking inside, and when she passed the penultimate small room, she seemed to see a familiar figure through the beaded curtain outside.

Is it Shen Yang?
The figure flashed past, as if deliberately avoiding Ling Xian'er.

Ling Xian'er raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and didn't investigate further.

Shen Yang is Fourteenth Uncle's secret guard, how could he come to the teahouse for tea in broad daylight?

Thinking of this, Ling Xian'er took another step and walked towards the small room where Ling Lengyi and Ling Lengyou were.

But there is another point, Ling Xian'er didn't figure it out.

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