"Miss, miss, wait for the slave girl." A maidservant in a yellow shirt held up her skirt and hurriedly chased after the person in front, calling.
The woman in pink clutched the purse in her hand and squeezed into the crowd.
"I don't believe it anymore. Who else can stop me from seeing the demeanor of the young prince?"
She has a delicate appearance, a pair of almond eyes are very beautiful and agile, coupled with her sharp beauty, she is outstanding among many girls.
The girl in pink has a hot temper, so naturally she will break out of the encirclement very quickly.
This was a pain for her servant girl, who was exhausted and out of breath behind, "Miss, miss, slow down, the servant girl can hardly keep up."
"Hurry up, if it delays my visit to the young prince, I will ask you." After saying this, the woman in pink squeezed to the front.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, only then did she realize that the little prince's people hadn't arrived yet.
The girl in pink sniffed the purse, her cheeks flushed.
You know, this purse is filled with dried flowers that she has carefully selected, and its unique fragrance makes people linger endlessly.
If the little prince gets this purse, he will definitely be attracted by her.
"Hey, who is that young master over there in the teahouse? He is so handsome, and I don't know which family he is from?" A surprised voice came from beside him.
The woman in pink couldn't help but follow his gaze, then stood still.
In the tea house on the second floor, through the open windows, you can see several men drinking tea inside.
Several of them seemed to be attracted by the bustle, and looked down one after another.
One of them was a young boy in white shirt, his blue silk was only tied with a hairband, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his face was like jade.
As the breeze blew, he raised his eyelids, not knowing what he saw, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his lips.
Peerless elegance, stunning everyone.
"Gudong." The woman in pink only heard the sound of herself swallowing.
"Miss, miss." The servant girl finally caught up with her own lady, and she panted, "I'm exhausted to death."
Seeing that Miss ignored her, the servant girl asked strangely, "Miss, what are you looking at?"
The woman in pink wiped her lips, "Don't talk to me."
Seeing the little prince riding a steed appeared in sight, the servant girl couldn't help but slightly opened her eyes, and it took a while to find her own voice, "Miss, little prince."
Miss Naihe still ignored her.
The servant girl had no choice but to tug at her neighbor, "Miss, the little prince is here, hurry up and throw your purse."
The woman in pink couldn't bear to look away, waved her hand and said, "What purse?"
The servant girl only wondered if her lady was stupid, "You want to give the purse to the little prince."
Only then did the woman in pink react, "I won't give it away."
The servant girl wanted to cry, "Miss, haven't you been looking forward to this day for a long time?"
"Miss Ben has changed her mind now." The woman in pink said, "I want to give it to the person I like."
Maid, "???"
Isn't your favorite little prince
Carrying the purse carefully prepared, the woman in pink stared at the young master over there in the teahouse with joy.
Along with the noise, suddenly, a force rushed from behind her.
When the woman in pink fell, the purse in her hand also showed a parabolic arc, falling perfectly into the arms of the rider.
"Miss, are you alright?" The servant girl helped the girl up on the ground in a panic.
"Where is the purse, where is my purse." The woman in the pink shirt called.
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