Horse carriage, horse carriage, one day's tour of the old city wall is complete.

  The rice cakes from Wuyi Lane, the pancakes from Waipo Bridge, the tofu fa from Xie San Niang's, and the bran from Old Man Chen's. Bring another ladle of scallion oil soup, hurry up and fill my belly!

  Qin Miao hummed a nursery rhyme, slipped out of the Xie Mansion's corner gate, and gazed at the sky inside and outside the black-tiled white walls, all of which were a uniform bright blue. But for Qin Miao, who had just stepped out of the gate, her neck felt as if it had been cracked and rearranged, making even the air feel fresher than inside the mansion by several degrees.

  With this understanding, she quickly forgot about those things in the backyard and wholeheartedly hid herself in these alleys to enjoy that brief pleasure.

  Qin Lang stood guard at the Qingfeng shop according to the time, and as soon as he saw a red figure flash into his eyes, his originally serious face gradually melted like ice turning into water.

  Someone patted his shoulder and shouted with great joy: "Second brother, stop being so reserved, let's go!"

  Pingyang City is connected to the east and west markets on both sides, and the magnificent city is naturally lined with shops. The Qin siblings strolled from the jade shop to the cosmetics store, from the blacksmith's shop to the painting studio. Many wonderful things opened their eyes!

  After walking for several hours, Qin Miao's legs finally surrendered, and not far away, she saw a copper plate with the word "tea" on it. She then pulled Qin Lang into the shop without saying a word, chose a elegant room and slowly drank tea.

  "Your physical strength is not like it used to be." Qin Lang had been traveling all over the country for many years, and after learning from Master Wu, he had mastered some fist and footwork skills. After walking around for several hours, he didn't feel any impact at all.

  Looking at Qin Anuan lying on the small bed with her legs raised, she hated that she couldn't stay in bed all the time and never get up.

  "I'm no match for you. If you're stuck in that backyard every day, bored out of your mind, you'll be just like me, and probably even worse, haha." She struggled to prop herself up halfway, took the teacup handed over by Qin Lang, and downed it in one gulp without hesitation.

  "Tsk tsk tsk...... So crude and unrefined, aren't you afraid of burning your tongue?"

  Qin Miao was already used to Qin Lang's heartless and careless teasing since he was young, but now she had grown accustomed to it and no longer paid attention to saving face. This second brother of hers was a typical example of having a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

  "I knew you'd help me cool off for a bit! Here, have another cup." Qin Xiao Ye leaned back comfortably and let out a deep yawn, half-closing her eyes to clear her mind. If only there were more days like this, she thought.

  At this time, the neighboring room was transmitting a few scattered voices, which made her drowsiness completely disappear.

  "Ah, I'm sure you've all heard by now, the number one beauty of the capital is getting married!" a man said in a rough voice, with a hint of regret in his tone.

  Another man asked, "Isn't Shen Ruo Lan always fond of Wei Yu Hou? It's said that she refused many young men in the capital for so many years just to enter the Ye family. How come she suddenly wants to marry?"

  A rough-voiced man chuckled and said, "Everyone knows that Lord Xie has already married, so it's impossible for Shen Rulan to willingly become his concubine. After all, she is the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue. Moreover, what kind of person is Lord Xie? He's a cold-faced jade-like gentleman, when have you ever seen him show any interest in women?"

  "That's true, this Marquis Ye is indeed too cold when meeting people. Cough... However, a few years ago I did see Marquis Ye get angry and lose his composure for the sake of a beauty, tsk tsk, that scene was truly domineering!"

  Everyone seemed very curious about what the man had to say, and they all urged him to hurry up and tell them, but the man beat around the bush and kept them in suspense.

  Qin Miao, who was originally lying lazily on the small mound, had unknowingly sat up and was now listening intently with her ears perked up. She was so focused that she didn't even notice the tea water Qin Lang handed to her.

  "It's said that back in the day, there was a young girl at the Baifa Building who had caught the eye of Lord Xie. On her wedding night, it was agreed that Lord Xie would pay for her first night. This was supposed to be a rare and lovely story from the pleasure quarters, but no one expected that on that very night, Cui Liu Lang would suddenly appear out of nowhere and start a fight with Lord Xie, even going so far as to roughly handle the young girl on stage. Seeing his beloved being humiliated, Lord Xie flew into a rage and broke both of Cui's arms. The sound of bones cracking was so loud that everyone in attendance felt their teeth ache. It's said that Cui didn't get out of bed for months after that."

  "That young girl later followed Marquis Xie?"

  That's natural. That night, Xie Houye spent a thousand gold coins to redeem the young girl. The old procuress was unwilling at first, as she had raised the girl for so many years and hadn't made enough profit from her yet, so she wasn't willing to let her go. But thinking of Xie Houye's military power, she acknowledged defeat.

  "So, what they call a cold and proud young master is just because you haven't seen the true personality of Young Master Xie."

  "Hey, since you're so smart, next time you see that Marquis Xie, don't dodge him if you have the ability!"

  "Hahaha! Hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter, none of them paying attention to the fact that there were ears on the other side of the wall.

  The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Qin Lang saw that the little person's face on the couch changed suddenly, and the delicate hand holding the teacup became even more forceful.

  "This tea is too weak, what flavor!" He said, and then he slammed the teacup on the table and left the teahouse without looking back.

  Qin Lang knew she was burning with jealousy, and hastily followed her downstairs. By the time Zi Xuan had paid for the tea in a hurry, the two masters were nowhere to be seen on the street, leaving her frantic and running around wildly.

  If Qin Lang was a bit confused by the conversation he had just heard, she wasn't. The young girl those people were talking about was probably Xiangxiang, who had been brought into the mansion by her uncle just the other day.

  When Zi Xuan was still wandering around on the street, Qin Lang had already been dragged to the wine house by Qin Miao. This girl immediately ordered three large jars of wine and poured bowl after bowl into her belly. The demeanor was so shocking that even the big bosses in Pingyang City were stunned.

  Qin Lang knew she was feeling suffocated and uncomfortable in her heart, and he didn't want to persuade her. Since she wanted to vent, then let her, as long as he accompanied her.

  The wine in this Pingyang City is not inferior to the wine in Jiangnan, it's very refreshing. As soon as she took a sip, it was like a fire burning and scorching all of Qin Miao's senses, making her heart tremble and her eyes sting.

  She's not the kind of person who cries easily, what's the point of crying anyway, it's just humiliating herself, she insisted on going shopping, going to that damn teahouse, and listening to a bunch of nonsense.

  Her nose became more and more sour, her eyes became more and more disobedient, just a few big bowls of hot wine went down. The wine mixed with saltiness and cheated on her face in various ways.

  At first, it was just a few drops, but soon it poured out in torrents, gushing down her face. Finally, she burst into loud sobs, not caring about the curious glances from the old masters and young gentlemen at the wine shop. With one hand holding a cup of wine and the other wiping away tears.

  Such unbridled indulgence lasted for two hours in the wine cellar, and then subsided like a storm that had passed.

  Qin Lang got up and sat down on the same side of the bench as her, gently putting his arm around Qin Miao's still slightly trembling shoulders, and placing the little person's head on his own shoulder.

  "Are you satisfied now?"

  Qin Miao was stifling her mouth, with a big handful of snot and tears. Fortunately, Qin Lang was prepared and had brought some quick-drying towels with him, which he used to roughly wipe Qin Miao's face. Her small face now looked like a calico cat, with tear streaks on the left and right sides, making one's heart ache just by looking at her.

  "If it's so painful, why did you marry him in the first place?"

  He had wanted to ask Qin Miao for a long time. At that time, he couldn't bear to see her get married, so he could only choose to escape and exile himself far away.

  Now he finally had the courage to come to Beijing to see her, as an elder brother, but saw her sad and disappointed side. At this time, Qin Lang didn't know if his exile had any meaning at all.

  The torrential rain of pear blossoms had stopped, and Qin Miao, though still gasping for breath, was at least able to say a complete sentence.

  "I... I like him."

  A short four-character phrase, mixed with a thick nasal tone, lightly and gently hit Qin Lang's heart, but fell heavily, stunning him for an instant.

  Only for the sake of pleasing the heart, she loses her spirit. Only for the sake of being mindful, she loses her composure. This is exactly what this silly girl does.

  The three glasses of wine had all fallen into Qin Miao's belly, because... she was already drunk. When Qin Lang carried the unconscious Qin Miao out of the tavern, he bumped into a bewildered Zi Xuan.

  The two men pushed Qin Miao into the carriage of Xie's mansion and set off back to the mansion before it got dark.

  When the carriage had gone halfway, the drunken Qin girl began to get naughty, repeating words that couldn't be understood, and her hands and feet were waving randomly in the air. Several times, she almost kicked Qin Lang's face with her foot. Fortunately, Qin Lang was a brother who had loved her for many years and was used to seeing her drunk and making a scene, so he could only use force to restrain the little girl and barely made it to the entrance of the Hou Mansion.

  He will pick people up from horse-drawn carriages and this girl is hanging on her brother's body like a monkey.

  "Uh... uh... uh... Second Brother, drink more, drink more!"

  That one face was tender and pink, one face was full of expectation, and also brought a face with tears like pear blossoms, which really made Qin Lang's heart ache.

  Narrow roads often have meetings, and Xie Houye had just finished his shift and was riding a horse to stop not far from the Hou Mansion.