Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

A glint flashed in Chu Haochen's eyes when he thought of Southern Border.

Lu Qingqing didn't notice.

"Chu Haochen, I'm going to Xianrou Lingxiu Pavilion in a while, you'd better stay here to accompany me..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Chu Haochen looking at her with resentment on his face.

The corners of Lu Qingqing's mouth twitched, she glanced at him and said:

"You are the God of War General of Dayuan. Look at you..."

Chu Haochen stepped forward at this time, and Lu Qingqing took a step back, staring at him nervously, not knowing what to do.

"you......"

Chu Haochen held her waist domineeringly, "So what if the God of War, I just want to be Qing'er's man now..."

Lu Qingqing rolled her eyes at him and patted his arm. This guy was getting better and better at flirting.

"Okay, let's go together. I just have something for you to take to the princess."

Chu Haochen lay next to her ear and said in a seductive voice, it's time to call her mother.

Lu Qingqing muttered in a low voice, isn't it because they haven't gotten married yet?

Chu Haochen smiled and tapped the tip of her nose, reminding her that she had to go to the shop?

After hearing this, Lu Qingqing turned her head and snorted before walking out of the room.

However, her foot accidentally got caught on the hem of her skirt and almost tripped, but fortunately, Chu Haochen helped her in time.

"Ah...ah...Chu Haochen, where did you put your hands?"

Lu Qingqing screamed louder and louder. Looking at the big hand on her chest, her fair face instantly turned red, and she slapped his arm in shame and anger.

Chu Haochen held her arm with one hand and held her chest with the other. The soft elastic feeling on his hand made him freeze instantly.

It wasn't until Lu Qingqing screamed that he realized it, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Is there anything Qing'er hasn't touched as a husband?"

Seeing his joking smile, Lu Qingqing glanced at him with a blushing face, slapped his hand away and walked straight out of the room.

"Wait for my husband."

Chu Haochen behind him quickly followed up. Lu Qingqing saw the servants in the yard pursed their lips and snickered. Waves of hot flashes came over her face, and her steps sped up by three points.

Chu Haochen's laughter reached Lu Qingqing's ears clearly, and he muttered and cursed the stinky man as she walked towards the front yard.

At this time, Mo Si was driving a carriage and waiting there with Ziyao outside the mansion. When he saw his master coming, he quickly opened the curtain.

"Master, are you going back to the princess's mansion or..."

After Ziyao finished speaking, she saw the face of the master approaching was blushing. He muttered something in a deep voice, went to Qianrou Lingxiu Pavilion and got into the carriage. Chu Haochen quickly followed behind him.

When Ziyao lowered the car curtain, she heard her master's reproachful voice.

She and Mo Si smiled at each other and drove the carriage straight out of the gate of Chu Mansion.

At this time, Hu Yun'er and Li Qi'er, who were in the next alley, were walking towards Qingrou Lingxiu Pavilion. Today was a palace banquet, so they had to dress up beautifully.

The little daughter's thoughts are clearly shown on her face.

When Chu Haochen and Chu Haochen arrived at the shop, the front door was already crowded with people, and they could only go to the back of the shop.

Ziyao knocked on the courtyard door and showed her master's badge, and the little maid welcomed him in in surprise.

The two people who got off the carriage stood in the yard. Although the yard was small, it was very delicate. They thought it was the work of the senior brother.

She waved to the little maid and asked about the situation there.

The little maid felt blessed and said, "Returning to the master, there was a palace banquet today, so there were a lot of ladies and ladies from your family here."

After that, the little maid led her master into the shop from the side door and walked straight to the beauty room on the second floor, where there happened to be a room specially prepared for the master.

"Master, please come this way."

Lu Qingqing held Chu Haochen's hand and walked straight into the room.

When passing by each private room, you can hear the little maid serving customers introducing her own skin care products.

Lu Qingqing raised the corners of her lips. It seemed that the shop had been well done by her senior brother.

I think that when the senior brother is busy, he still has to do something for himself...

Looking at the decorations in the room, the two people admired Bai Moxuan's taste, which was elegant but without losing the delicate thoughts of a young woman. He stretched out his hand to lift the bead curtain, and he and Lu Qingqing came to the table in the inner room and sat down.

"It seems that Senior Brother and Concubine Qing have put a lot of thought into this."

Lu Qingqing then asked the little maid to bring over the clothes, hair and face that she had ordered to prepare a few days ago.

The little maid felt blessed and softly asked her master to wait before turning and exiting the room.

After a while, the shopkeeper and the little maid knocked on the door. In the tray in the little maid's hand, neatly folded were the clothes Lu Qingqing had customized for his family.

"My dear slave, I have met my master."

Lu Qingqing looked at the soft-looking young woman in front of her, but her young face and eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. She seemed to be a person with a story. She waved:

"Get up."

Jiao Niang smiled slightly and stood up slowly, "Thank you, Master."

Lu Qingqing looked through it with a satisfied smile on her lips.

"You did a good job. It seems that the girl has taken good care of the shop."

When Jiao Niang heard her master's praise, she smiled slightly and said without any arrogance or arrogance that this was all as it should be.

At this time, Jiao Niang told her master that rose essential oil was very popular in the shop. Many ladies and ladies from various houses came to make reservations. However, the shop sold limited quantities, so...

"Don't increase the quantity yet, I will have someone send you some new products later."

The young lady nodded slightly.

Lu Qingqing asked her to pack all the things, including some for Princess Changning. She told Chu Haochen to let the princess wear them at the dinner party. There were two sets of clothes in total.

Chu Haochen watched her introduce the gifts to everyone one by one, but he was not among these people. He asked in amusement.

"What about mine?"

Lu Qingqing smiled angrily and said that she had already prepared it.

She waved her hands to the sweet lady and the little maid, asking them to retreat first.

Then she handed the clothes she had prepared long ago to Chu Haochen from the space. Along with the crow-green clothes, she also prepared a jade crown.

The quality of the jade is obviously of the highest quality.

Chu Haochen reached out and touched the clothes. The belt was embroidered with gold thread and inlaid with jade pieces of the same style.

At this time, he raised the corners of his lips and asked, "Qing'er, is this a couple's model?"

Lu Qingqing's face turned red and she nodded slightly, which made Chu Haochen smile with satisfaction.

But when he saw his mother's hair and face, Chu Haochen asked when it was made. He didn't know. The red hairpin was intertwined with pearls and diamonds, and the long tassels were dripping with water. shaped white pearl.

"Qing'er is interested."

The two looked at each other and smiled. At this time, Chu Haochen reminded her that it was time to go back and she would attend the palace banquet later.

"it is good!"

Chu Haochen held her waist and said he wanted to send her back to the princess' mansion first.

The two walked out talking and laughing, and Lu Qingqing ordered Ziyao outside the door to bring everything.

The three of them walked downstairs. At this time, Hu Yun'er, who was carrying her skirt upstairs, bumped into Lu Qingqing's shoulder without noticing.