Queen of flowers - Chapter 12

As Feng Liao and Yong Ruo competed through eyes and minds, the door of the elegant room was gently opened, and An Zimo led the boss and a man in and brought a three-tiered food box.

Feng Liao took the lead to look away, and his expression seemed to be a little bit indignant, a little skeptical, and a little hesitant. Yong Ruo quietly breathed a sigh of relief, she won!

The hostess transferred the rest of the dishes to several pottery bowls, and then put those pottery bowls in the food container and covered them.

A guard with a knife in his waist came in and held the food container in his hand.

Yong Ruo asked the boss, “Can you help me hire a carriage? It’s getting late and holding so many things; a little woman can’t go that far.” The key was that she had huge money on her body! Walking alone at night is simply looking for death!

An Zimo smiled, “Girl doesn’t have to worry! I have hired a carriage for the girl, and I’ll be waiting outside the door.”

Yong Ruo was overjoyed and was about to thank him, but he heard Feng Liao say, “Call the carriage! I will send the Yong girl back in person.”

An Zimo agreed and was about to go out. Yong Ruo said, “Wait a minute!”

An Zimo paused, glanced at Feng Liao, and saw that he did not urge or objection, and waved at the boss lady, “You go out first!”

After saluting the boss, he silently bowed out with his guy.

Yong Ruo smiled and asked Feng Liao, “Why do Young master want to send me back?”

Feng Liao’s hands clung tightly to the clothes, allowing the fabric to absorb the sweat from his palms, and said calmly, “I came by carriage. I will take you home first, and then I will go back to the house. As you said, it’s late. You have more than a dozen silvers in your body. What if the driver is unreliable? What do you do when you see your fortune? Don’t you say that someone would dare to fight for one or two silvers? Wouldn’t it be reliable if I sent you back?” After that, he commanded An Zimo casually,” Twelve silver for the Yong girl. “

An Zimo took out ten silver ingots and handed them to Yong Ruo.

Yong Ruo looked at it and laughed, “Can it be exchanged for broken silver?” It is not easy for her to spend such a large ingot of silver!

With a smile, An Zimo pulled out a purse from his sleeve, poured out all the broken silver in the purse, and gave it to her after stunning, “It should only be enough.”

Yong Ruo took it politely with both hands, carefully put it in the bag, and said to Feng Liao, “Young master is kind. But the carriage of the Young master must be extremely luxurious. If such a carriage appears in Mopan Hutong, it is bound to be very eye-catching. If I were sent back by such a carriage in the middle of the night, I still don’t know what gossip would arise! Although I’m not a small girl, I’m a woman after all, but I can’t bear the rumors, I also hope that the Young Master will be compassionate. If the Young master pitied me and sent a guard, this little girl would be grateful! “

Feng Liao was speechless and had to say to the guard carrying the food box, “Rob, take a few people and properly send the girl Yong back.”

The guard named Rob responded, and walked out carrying the food container.

Feng Liao then stood up, made a gesture to Yong Ruo, and said very gently, “Let me send the girl downstairs!”

Yong Ruo sighed in her heart: ‘First love is always beautiful, but it is also always difficult to last.’
She raised her purse, and without saying anything more, She walked out of the elegant rooms and went downstairs.

Outside the inn, there were two carriages parked. The decoration of the former one was really gorgeous, presumably the carriage of Feng Gongzi; the latter was an ordinary barley carriage often seen on the street.

Yong Ruo was blessed by Feng Liao, “This little girl will leave! Take care, Feng Gongzi!”

Feng Liao turned and said softly, “Take care of yourself.”

Yong Ruo stopped talking and went inside the green carriage.

The handlebar driver drove away, and the guard named Rob took two men and rode on the side.

Feng Liao stood outside the inn door, looking at the direction in which the green carriage left. Until it was gone, he looked back at the inn and nodded to the diligent boss and wife. He looked up at the elegant room upstairs for a while and whispered to An Zimo a few words before he sighed, and reluctantly stepped onto the beautifully decorated big carriage.

The curtain was lowered, and Feng Liao took out a box from his sleeve.

Opening the box, he scooped out a gorgeous red plum blossom from the box.

He held the plum blossom for a long time before whispering, “Afraid of sorrow and loneliness, it’s too late, and I’m afraid the ice is out of tolerance. It’s a little red peach and apricot, but I still have thin snow and frost … “

The voice was low, and lingering, like a dense spring rain, poured in the heart.

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Sitting in a rickety carriage, Yong Ruo touched the silver and copper coins in her sack and felt a sense of excitement and solidity in her heart that she had never experienced after she transmigrated.

Finally, she had some money! She didn’t have to eat less anymore!

The carriage stopped outside the door of Yong’s house. Yong Ruo got out of the carriage and carried the food container.

The second brother Yong Qiao seemed to stand behind the door, and when he heard the sound, he opened the door and rushed out and hugged Yong Ruo’s waist, “Sister! You are back! I have been waiting for you for a long time!”

Yong Ruo smiled, “Good! I brought back delicious food; let’s go in!”

“It’s delicious?”