The princess always wants to get out of the wall

calm down.

Feng Xin once again comforted herself with the excuse of "the Second Prince is young and ignorant", and only then did she narrowly avoid beating the minor.

"My lord, I think..."

"It's impossible for us." Before Feng Xin could finish speaking, Zhao Jing'an interrupted her.

Feng Xin was so angry that his liver hurt.

Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin who was bristling with willow brows bristling with anger, and wished he could slap himself—how could he forget again? !I shouldn't have said this right now, in case Xinxin was about to jump out of the car again, would he throw her down again? !

I was misunderstood by Songzi just now...

Oh his reputation...

"I……"

"We won't talk about these things today," Feng Xin's words were once again blocked by Zhao Jingan. Zhao Jingan suddenly changed his expression, looked at her sincerely, and even smiled at her slightly. The phoenix's eyes were full of brilliance, and it made Feng Xin, the Yan control's head, blank for a moment, and he didn't bother to refute for a moment; then, he heard Zhao Jingan say in a deep voice, "Today I came out to relax, let's not talk about these things."

Seal heart:"……"

You were the one who mentioned it first, right?

It's you who don't mention it now, right?

Why are you so reasonable? !

However, because he was dazzled by the beauty of the little prince, he couldn't refute in one go, explaining and refuting at this moment would be like deceiving himself, Feng Xin, who missed the opportunity, had to calm down.

Beauty misleads people!Feng Xin thought bitterly.

Although this little prince is a second-year-old and narcissistic, she is really good-looking. Even Les, who is so curvy, can't escape the beauty crit of a slight smile; she hasn't grown up yet, just She is already so evil, I don't know how many girls... and boys will be harmed in the future.

Hey.

Too bad it's a boy.Feng Xin said regretfully, if it was a girl who looked like this, she would have to flirt even if she was trying her best to be a handful of cannon fodder.

Zhao Jing'an didn't hear Feng Xin's reply for a long while, and when she turned her head, she saw Feng Xin looking at him relentlessly, her eyes were misty, coupled with her pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be very affectionate even when she frowns and smiles, she seemed to have a sense of humor. Heart-wrenching daze.

Hey.

The princess is so deeply in love, what should I do?Zhao Jing'an was so worried that he felt like he was going to lose a few strands of his hair.

Forget it, the princess is affectionate and stubborn, so he can only take it slowly.Thinking about it, Zhao Jing'an sat up more and more seriously, sitting upright, very serious and upright.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Zhao Jing'an sat aside a little bit and said, "..."

Please, although you look very evil, little prince, I really have no interest in you! ! !Feng Xin was extremely tired.

But the original owner did have a deep-rooted affection for this monster, so deep that he would not hesitate to ask his father to smear his old face to ask for the imperial decree, so deep that he would throw away relatives and friends and hang himself from the beam of the house with a piece of white silk.

Hey, I can't turn it around for a while, and I have to take it slowly.

The two had their own thoughts, but they were speechless for a while, and went to the market without saying a word.

After getting out of the carriage, the destination was a huge shop, with people coming and going, and the business was booming; when Feng Xin looked up, she saw a red lacquered plaque with three flying and phoenix characters written on it. After reading it for a long time, she barely recognized it. It turns out that it is the "Brocade Weaving Workshop".

Even though Feng Xin has just come to this dynasty and is very unfamiliar with everything, the word "Brocade Weaving Workshop" has been muttered many times by the little maids in Qixia Courtyard.

Every time it is mentioned, those little maids are full of fascination, as if seeing the lover in their dreams, which shows how much women in Beijing like this place.

"Cough." Zhao Jing'an coughed lightly, and Feng Xin stood in a daze at the door of the shop, not knowing why.

Only then did Feng Xin regain his senses.

"I don't know the king..." Although it is low-key, how could those shrewd businessmen not notice when the palace carriage travels?Zhao Jing'an and Feng Xin only paused for a moment in front of the brocade weaving workshop, and someone immediately informed them to go in, and the shopkeeper came out to greet them in person.

Zhao Jing'an coughed lightly again, and cut off the shopkeeper's words. The shopkeeper immediately stopped talking, and turned to look at Feng Xin who was standing beside Zhao Jingan.

"Ah, I think it's this young master who wants to buy clothes, please come inside quickly!" The shopkeeper said enthusiastically - this young boy has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and it seems that this young prince is a good friend, and the poor daughter of the Feng family just came in. But in three or four months, the little prince has been so blatantly taking Xinhuan for a stroll.Tut tut.

What's wrong with being so outstanding to be a vixen to seduce a married man.Tut tut.

Such a frivolous and self-respecting person needs to be slaughtered.

So, the shopkeeper became more attentive.

While walking in, Feng Xin inexplicably felt that the boss looked at her with bright eyes, a little resentment, a little excitement, just like the wife of the big house who just arrested Xiaosan...

Feng Xin was shocked - did this boss ever have a relationship with Prince Duan?

Thinking of this, Feng Xin involuntarily took a second look at the shopkeeper, only to see that the shopkeeper was around thirty, he could only be described as ordinary-looking, he even had a little beer belly, and his whole body exuded a shrewd air.

Feng Xin trembled.

Even this little prince can do it? !Not to mention the difference in appearance, status and status, just the age difference... According to the ancient rules, this boss can be the father of Duan Xiaowang, right?

Feng Xin looked suspiciously at Zhao Jing'an, her expression was indescribable - if so, wouldn't it mean that the original owner, a 15-year-old flowery girl, lost out to this shopkeeper who could be a father? !

The original owner was too wronged to lose...

It's no wonder why I can't think about hanging myself...

Zhao Jing'an: "..." I don't know why the concubine keeps looking at me secretly, presumably... hey, draw it slowly, draw it slowly.

The shopkeeper—this little vixen, in broad daylight, is so unscrupulous, shy and charming, giving the prince a glance. No wonder the prince spoils him so much that he personally brings it to choose clothes!

slaughter!

Not slaughtering is not human!

"My lord, do you want to see the ready-made clothes or the material?" Although the shopkeeper despises the pair of dogs and men, after all, the prince is here in person, and he needs to lead the two to the quiet room graciously, lest the crowd will be crowded. After touching it, he only ordered his men to take out some clothes made of good materials to have a look.

The efficiency of this brocade weaving workshop is extremely high, within 5 minutes, all kinds of silk brocades and weaves are already placed in front of Feng Xin, all of which are top-notch goods, radiant and pleasing to the eye.

Feng Xin's eyes lit up immediately.

When she was still in modern times, she liked ancient styles very much. Although she didn't know much about them, every time she saw those treasures handed down, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Originally, she had gained a lot of knowledge in Duanwang Mansion, but girls are naturally beautiful, so many luxurious brocades appeared in front of her for the king to choose, and she still couldn't help being happy.

There was a warm smile on the shopkeeper's face—this little vixen really has a very shallow eyelid, and he is so happy when he sees something good.Tut tut.

Seeing Feng Xin so happy, Zhao Jing'an breathed a sigh of relief.

With the imperial decree on his head, he was forced to marry Feng Xin. He once felt that Feng Xin was not happy, but after Feng Xin was hanged from the beam once, he didn't like it, but he couldn't help feeling guilty;

Especially after experiencing Feng Xin's attempted car jump just now, he was scratching his heart with guilt, and wanted to comfort him, but he was afraid that the misunderstanding would make Feng Xin sink even deeper;

But now it is a good opportunity no matter how you look at it.

However, some brocade and satin garments are not expensive, since Feng Xin likes them, he will give them to her, presumably there will be no misunderstanding.

Well, that's great.

Zhao Jing'an, who was relieved in his heart, couldn't help but soften his eyebrows and eyes a lot, and even his spine, which had been tense all the time, relaxed a little.

The shopkeeper looked at the young prince Duan who was obviously happy, and was heartbroken—although this young prince Duan has always won many romantic names in the capital because of his outstanding looks, he never expected that the newlyweds could be so absurd!

snort!

Must be slaughtered!

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, and he gave some instructions, and another batch of ready-made clothes came up. Feng Xin's eyes became brighter, her face flushed with excitement, and she looked hopeless as if she wanted to pack all of them and take them away.

Hmph, little vixen, you're so greedy, I don't know how long this flirtatious little prince can pamper you?I'm afraid it's because I know it well, so I act as if I can get as much as I can!

Zhao Jing'an looked at the line of ready-made clothes and always felt that something was wrong. When the shopkeeper graciously persuaded Feng Xin to try on two pieces before making a decision, he finally came to his senses—these are all men's clothes!

"Shopkeeper Liu, bring some women's clothes according to the figure of the king..." Zhao Jing'an hesitated for a while, although he was very excited to see that Feng Xin didn't dislike men's clothes at all but was eager to try them, but he always felt something was wrong.

Shopkeeper Liu was in a daze: "Uh...women's clothes?"

Zhao Jingan nodded slightly, very serious Zhou Zheng.

Shopkeeper Liu became more and more dazed, and looked at Feng Xin without words, and stammered, "Wang...Young Master Wang?"

Zhao Jing'an was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he stuttered just now to change Feng Xin's surname, but now that Feng Xin is wearing men's clothing, he specially explained to shopkeeper Liu that it seemed that Feng Xin's behavior was inappropriate. Then he made the mistake and nodded in agreement.

Feng Xin, whose surname had been changed, was excited, and didn't notice Shopkeeper Liu's twitching expression at all. He just glanced casually, just in time to see Shopkeeper Liu ordering his subordinates to bring some more clothes, and his eyebrows became brighter.

So, shopkeeper Liu was even worse--the young prince Duan is a broken sleeve, so he didn't hesitate to neglect his wife and concubine and dote on this prince; and then...bring the prince to buy women's clothing? !

Is it because this prince has a habit of wearing women's clothes, or is it because young prince Duan has a habit of watching men wear women's clothes?

Girls who are good-looking don't like them, but why do they like guys who wear women's clothes? ? ?

What kind of weird problems are these! ! !

Your circle is so messed up! ! !

Shopkeeper Liu's heart was turbulent, and he could hardly maintain the calmness on his face. Pressing the blue veins on his forehead, shopkeeper Liu said in his heart - kill, kill hard!

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[Special Note: Needed by the plot, there is no disrespect towards women's clothing bosses and transgender people, I hope you understand, thank you Bixin]

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