Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

After smoothing out her knotted hair, Ling Wuyi took out from the closet and changed into the ordinary dress prepared for her by ceramics before entering the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Then she pulled a relatively simple and comfortable sideburn for herself, and only inserted a pink-purple head flower of the same color as her dress.

Washed up with the clean water that Yinyin brought up, took the silver taels given by the pottery, and left with Yinyin through the back door of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour from the back door of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, I arrived at the most prosperous street in the capital of Damu Chao.

Yinyin took Ling Wuwen's hand and introduced her to her as she walked.

Ling Wuwen stared wide-eyed, looking at everything around her in novelty.

Her eyes rolled around, wishing to have two more eyes to help see everything around her.

When she hadn't entered the Seventh Prince's Mansion before, it wasn't like she didn't go shopping in the street when she followed Ceramics.

But in front of ceramics, she wanted to suppress her character.

Things that she had never seen before kept attracting her attention.

At that time, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, so she kept her head down, just following Ceramic's footsteps and not looking at those things.

Now that she doesn't follow Ceramics, Yinyin has gotten along with her for half a month, and she knows a little bit about her own nature.

So at this time, Ling Wuwen doesn't need to hide her true character.

A scent wafted directly into Ling Wu's nose, Ling Wu's eyes narrowed first, then widened suddenly, and looked in one direction.

The place where the fragrance comes from is a relatively remote street corner. There is an old woman about 50 or 60 years old. There is a small stove with a pot on it. Something seems to be cooking in the pot. The aroma is sweet. , it seems that she has already tasted the taste.

It caused Ling Wu's catkin to almost drool.

Ling Wuwen chewed and swallowed the candied haws in her mouth, then dragged Yinyin to run towards the old woman.

Standing by the stove, Ling Wuwen stretched her neck to look in, and asked curiously, "What's cooking in here?"

The old lady lifted the lid of the pot and showed it to Ling Wuwen: "This is the sesame stuffed glutinous rice balls handed down in the family. Would you like two bowls for the two girls?"

Ling Wuwen looked at the white balls floating in the pot, each one was about as big as a newborn baby's fist.

Swallowing, Ling Wuwen nodded, "Two bowls here." Then she dragged Yinyin to the empty table behind the booth and sat down.

Seeing Ling Wu's greedy face, Yin Yin could no longer be described as stunned.

She looked at Ling Wu with a strange expression: "Sister Xiao Wu, are you sure you can still eat it?"

You know, from the time he left the house to the present, whenever he came across a food seller, Ling Wu could not help but try it.

After they came out for an hour, Ling Wu's mouth didn't stop.

Fortunately, ceramics are generous enough, and the money given to Ling Wuxi is enough for her to eat like this.

But: "Sister Xiaowu, if you eat up all the taels, you won't have any taels to buy other things."

"I don't need to buy anything, I'll finish eating when I'm done." Ling Wu said nonchalantly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady brought up two bowls of glutinous rice balls.

Because the glutinous rice balls are very large, there are five glutinous rice balls in each bowl.

Immediately, Ling Wuyi had no intention of talking anymore, and started eating glutinous rice balls with a spoon.

Yinyin shook her head, and gave Ling Wuyue a helpless look. She can see that food is very important to Ling Wu!

She lowered her head and looked at the glutinous rice balls in front of her. Fortunately, she didn't eat them when she was eating in Lingwu, but now she can still eat this bowl of glutinous rice balls.

Ling Wuwen, who was eating glutinous rice balls, raised her head and smiled at Yinyin, and the next moment, her expression froze.

At the moment she smiled, Su Ye, the target of the raid who had only seen one side, actually added ten favorability points to her.

Ten o'clock! Including the five favorability points that Su Ye gave her half a month ago, it's fifteen points!

Very good!

However, why did the ten points of favorability increase so suddenly and so strangely?

Ling Wuxi couldn't figure it out, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the pedestrians on the street. But there was no sign of Su Ye.

And just across the street from Ling Wuwen's booth is a restaurant, which is the best restaurant in the entire capital.

In a private room on the fifth floor of the five-storey restaurant, a man in a moon-white brocade robe sat at the window and looked down.

In his left hand, he held a teacup carved from black jade, which made his white and slender fingers so beautiful that people felt that it was simply a work of art!

From time to time, there was a breeze blowing from the window, curling the broken hair around the man's ears, and gently caressing his cheek.

The corner of his mouth was always curved, and the temperature in his eyes seemed to be very warm, but inside, it was as cold as ice.

Su Ye looked more interestedly at the woman sitting downstairs at a small table, eating happily.

His memory has always been very good, as long as he met once, he can always remember.

That woman is the prisoner's widow who was brought back by that Princess Xihe half a month ago, right?

Well, in fact, it should be very hurtful for him to call someone like that.

However, he just remembered that when Luo Hua introduced him, he didn't introduce her name.

So, he could only call her that.

"Su, what are you looking at?" A female voice with a slightly hoarse voice sounded from across from Su Ye.

Su Ye turned his head, took a sip of the tea in the teacup, and didn't answer, but just said: "Tell me about your affairs, how are you doing?"

Suye seems to be used to wearing this gentle mask all the time, even to his own people.

Nangong Weimian stretched her neck and looked downstairs. Downstairs was a remote street corner. Except for an old woman in her fifties and sixties and two girls, there was no one else.

She has been with Su Ye for eight years, and she knows that only when Su Ye sees something she is interested in will he show the expression just now.

It is impossible for that old woman to arouse Su Ye's interest, so the two girls are left.

Suye, is he actually interested in a girl? !

Nangong Weimian wanted to ask Su Ye, but Su Ye spoke first, so she had no choice but to straighten her face: "Don't worry, I'm doing business, when have I ever disappointed you?"

Su Ye nodded, put down the teacup in his hand, and then took out an envelope from his cuff: "Those on this list, find a way to place some people in the backyard."

After finishing speaking, Suye didn't wait for Nangong Weimian to say anything or ask anything, and got up and left directly.

Nangong Weimian stood up, looked down at the envelope in his hand.

On the enchanting and moving face, the expression looked a little lost.