Chapter 468: Private feelings (3)

Immediately, Nangong Lin looked at Su Qingping and said with a smile: "Couple Ping, don't worry, I will definitely go. At that time, you must take us to take a stroll around Xuanping Houfu."
Nangong Hao is also at the age of playfulness, and looked at each other with her sister, eyes could not stop smiling.
"Mother," Nangong Xin looked at Lin's carefully, and whispered, "Can I go too?" A pair of black and white eyes flashed with anticipation. After the last time he and his sister went to run a horse at the Princess Palace in Yuncheng, he was looking forward to going out again.
"Of course." Su Qingping said attentively before Lin answered, "Brother Xin is coming too!"
Su frowned subconsciously, but thinking that Nangong Xin had even gone to Princess Yun Yun's Mansion, and there was no place to go, so he did not speak against it.
Nangong Xin looked at Lin's even more expectantly, "Mother!"
Looking at the expectations on his son's face, Lin couldn't bear to refuse, and finally nodded his head and said, "Okay. But you have to be good at your uncle's house!"
"Hmm!" Nangong Xin nodded strongly, turning to Nangong Yan and said, "Sister, we can go out and play together again!" A bright smile appeared on his face, obviously in a good mood.
Nangong Rongben didn't want to pay attention to anything from Su Qingping, and made up his mind. He took his mother to pretend to be sick that day, but watching his brother was so happy, he finally gave up the original plan and thought: Take the brother occasionally It is also good to go out, just when Su Qingping does not exist.
The crowd was talking lively, and no one had noticed that Nangong Sheng had been absent-minded, and occasionally held Liu Qingqing, thinking: Although he and Liu Qingqing didn't say a few words, he believed that the clear-eyed girl would not do this. Things come ... there must be something wrong!
After chatting for a few words, several juniors retired because they were going to study, leaving only a few wives to speak with them.
The group walked out of the gate of Rong'an Hall, and from a distance, they saw Liu Qingyun and Zhao Ziang coming together. Both of them were Swenjun Xiu, extraordinary, and seemed quite pleasing.
Zhao Ziang took a step forward and leaned forward to slap the crowd: "Xiaosheng has seen several cousins, and girl Liu." As he bent down, a moon-white purse embroidered with willow leaves suddenly fell from his arms. Come out.
Zhao Ziang's face flashed a little panic, and he immediately picked up the purse and shoved it into his arms, and said embarrassedly, "It's rude."
Everyone didn't care, only the brothers and sisters Liu and Nangong Sheng changed their faces.
Liu Qingqing's face was pale, her eyes were horrified, and her fear spread quickly. Although it was just a moment, she saw the score. The purse embroidered with willow leaves was clearly made by her on the dressing table two days ago. But when she got up early this morning, she found that the purse was gone, and Ziying turned the whole room to the bottom, and couldn't find the purse.
Ziying also comforted that Liu Qingqing might have fallen into the yard and was picked up by which girl, but Liu Qingqing couldn't be so optimistic and had been restless. She never expected her purse to fall into Zhao Ziang's hands.
Liu Qingyun also recognized that the purse made by his sister was almost identical to the one he was using, except for the color. His one is dark green, while the younger one is moon white ...
But why did the sister's purse fall into Zhao Ziang's hands?
Nangong Sheng's mood is more complicated than that of Brother Liu. Even though the purse is no longer on the ground, he still stares at the place with deep eyes, and his mother's words to him reappear in his mind: I made a purse token between your cousin Ang ... "