All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Song Xiang said with a smile: "Who asked you to repay me? All you need to do is take good care of yourself and live a good life. This is the greatest reward for me."

Wei Tingxun's nose felt sore and he almost shed tears. He didn't dare to look at Song Xiang, so he turned his head slightly and looked elsewhere.

Zhou Yanzhen laughed and said, "Oh, sister Song Xiang, let's leave quickly. It's too late and we won't be able to catch up!"

"Let the two gentlemen go and rest!"

Zhou Yanzhen took Song Xiang out of the house, got on the carriage and drove all the way to the city.

Song Xiang opened the curtains, and there were rows of shops on both sides, including teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, pastry shops, clothing shops, etc.

Under the overhanging eaves of the pavilion, various flags of shops were flying, and around the cars and horses coming, pedestrians were rubbing shoulders.

Zhou Yanzhen counted the various stalls selling goods in detail. There were so many varieties and a dazzling array that it was overwhelming.

"Huh? Nishang Pavilion, this place is good!" Zhou Yanzhen stopped the horsewoman and said to a pavilion shop on the street, "Let's go to this one!"

Song Xiang also saw this shop, so he and Zhou Yanzhen jumped out of the carriage and entered the building.

When a boy saw Song Xiang and the others coming in, he ran over with sharp eyes and asked, "Are the two ladies buying men's clothes or women's clothes?"

"Any explanation?" Zhou Yanzhen asked puzzledly.

The boy said enthusiastically: "If you want to buy men's clothes, you have to go to the second floor to see them!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Yanzhen couldn't help but admire after hearing this, "It shows that your shopkeeper is very attentive. He knew that there were many girls coming to the store, so he reserved the quiet second floor for male customers!"

Song Xiang also had a good impression of the shopkeeper, and she couldn't help but go up to the second floor.

Seeing this, the young man followed Song Xiang and introduced to her: "There are many styles and colors in our building, all of which are selected from the best brocade materials. The robes on the left are the spring clothes that are in fashion for the princes of the capital! The robes on the right are in fashion for the princes of the capital! These are made by our own masters in our shop!"

"If you want to wear it to a banquet, miss, buy what is fashionable in the capital. If you want to wear it on weekdays, it is more cost-effective to buy the one made by our master. In addition to the outer robe, there is also an undergarment. If you want to buy an undergarment, I recommend that girls choose thin silk. material!"

Song Xiang touched a bamboo-green brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns. He liked it very much and said directly: "Put this one on first!"

Then she walked to a moon-white plain brocade robe and said, "Take this one too!"

Then he picked out an ivory white robe, some undershirts, socks and two pairs of brocade shoes, and then went downstairs to check out.

While paying the bill, there was a sudden noise on the street outside the building. Zhou Yanzhen left Song Xiang and went out to take a look. Song Xiang took the package and hurriedly left the store.

It turned out that a gorgeously decorated carriage was parked here. There were many women and girls surrounding the carriage. They scrambled to get there and stretched their necks to look at the carriage.

Several other girls, hand in hand, actually surrounded the carriage. The remaining girls and some old women behaved recklessly and threw fruits and silk flowers into the carriage window.

Zhou Yanzhen looked at it with surprise in her eyes: "This city is indeed different from our county! There are actually people blocking carriages!"

Song Xiang grabbed the lady selling candied haws next to him and asked, "Excuse me, what are those girls and aunts doing around the carriage?"

"Hey! Are you from out of town?" The shop girl looked at Song Xiang up and down, and said as if she were looking at a country bumpkin, "Even if you are from out of town, it's normal to not know what they do!"

"They are waiting for Mr. Shen in the car to get off!"

"Mr. Shen? Who is he? Is there anything he can't do that's extraordinary?" Zhou Yanzhen came over and asked unexpectedly with gossip.

"It seems that you really don't know that Mr. Shen is the son of Shen Man, the richest businessman in Xuanyang Mansion!" The cargo girl followed the direction of the carriage, tsked lightly, and said with envy, "Speaking of Master Shen, everyone knows that, not only is he handsome, but he is also very good at business."

Shen Man? It sounded familiar, and Song Xiang was confused.

Zhou Yanzhen smacked her lips: "It doesn't sound like anything special!"

"Hey, girl, don't say that. As soon as you see Mr. Shen's appearance, you will regret what you said." The shop girl looked at the direction of the carriage and said to Yourong, "Our Mr. Shen, the elder He is as handsome as a god in the sky, so handsome that he and the young master of Rong Zhifu are called the two beauties of Xuanyang Mansion!"

Seeing the crazy behavior of the women, Song Xiang couldn't help but become curious about the carriage. She looked at the carriage intently and said casually to Zhou Yanzhen: "In that case, let's see what Mr. Shen is doing again." Let’s go!”

"Sister Song Xiang, you said that those girls are chasing after Mr. Shen, but why are those aunts looking obsessed with him? Is Mr. Shen really that beautiful?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was lifted up from the shaft of the car by a young man. A pair of long, white hands with clear joints stretched out, and then slightly supported the car frame.

After a while, a man wearing a black double-breasted Xiangyun robe bent down and got out of the carriage, stepped on the footstool and walked down to the street.

Then the folding fan in his hand opened, covering half of his face, leaving only a pair of fox eyes that could confuse everyone, looking at everyone slyly.

Although he is a businessman, he has a graceful and noble temperament. Among the common people, he is extremely independent. His black hair is lightly tied up from his temples and fixed in a silver crown.

The waiter opened a gap in the crowd that only one person could pass through. Mr. Shen slowly walked out from under the car. He looked like a romantic fairy in Kunlun's Shangqing Wonderland, or like a Zhilan Yushu, exuding the radiance of jade. Light splendor.

"Young Master Shen's appearance is indeed not what the shop girl is bragging about. I'm afraid the old woman will fall in love with him when she sees him!" Zhou Yanzhen couldn't help but admire him.

Song Xiang chuckled and instantly attracted Mr. Shen's attention.

But she didn't notice anything else. She just picked up the package and asked Zhou Yanzhen to leave: "Let's go, we have to go to the snack shop!"

Shen Yubai was about to go to Nishang Pavilion to take a look at his business. After walking a few steps, he heard a string of pleasant laughter and couldn't help but look in the direction of the laughter.

Seeing that the other party was a Confucian scholar wearing a green shirt, I couldn't help but take another look, and was a little surprised. I didn't expect that there was such an outstanding-looking girl in Fucheng.

However, Shen Yubai didn't take a second look and entered his own clothing store.

Song Xiang put the package on the carriage, went to the pastry shop and bought Feng Mian's favorite Bazhen cake, and bought a box of peach blossom cakes for Wei Tingxun.

Then he took a carriage to Jicui Zhai, the largest bookstore in Fucheng.

Zhou Yanzhen played with the bracelet on her wrist boredly and asked, "Sister Song Xiang, what kind of books do you want to buy when you go to the book store? I heard that books from Jicui Zhai are not cheap!"