“…… Xuanxiao Wangye...... What's the matter?" came the faint force of Xuan Ge's big fingertips twisting lightly from the corner of the skirt, which made Ran Ziwan's heart tighten slightly, and the jade hand tightened tightly in the cuffs. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Dongzhou...... It's a long way to go...... This is ...... Farewell, so self-cherished!" Xuan Ge suddenly let go of the corners of Ran Ziwan's skirt, the corners of his mouth were bitter and faint, and his voice seemed to be nothing, but he spit out a word of cherishment intermittently, and then turned around and walked out of the Green Pothos Garden.

"You too...... Cherish!" Watching Xuan Ge leave in a panic, Ran Ziwan suddenly sat back in his seat, his jade hand held his chest violently, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, his lips opened lightly, and he murmured secretly: "This is ...... Farewell?"

When Ran Ziwan lost his mind, he saw that Gu Yue was already standing in front of him at some point, and arched his hand to Ran Ziwan and said, "Young master...... Order your subordinates to send you back!"

"Okay!" Ran Ziwan got up and put half of the jade in his hand on Xuan Ge's table. After that, he was escorted by Guyue and returned to the Nannuan Palace.

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In the early morning of the next day, Ran Ziwan cleaned up under the urging of the medicine woman. Followed by Zimian Zique and others, he went out and went straight to the Miaoyi Fang on Taifu Street.

"I didn't think there were so many people in Qianhai, but now I have seen it! In addition to Tianxianglou, the most crowded person on this Taifu Street is this Miaoyi Fang!" Zimian protected Ran Ziwan to dodge many groups of people, and then squeezed into the lobby of Miaoyifang: "Boss! boss?"

"Hey...... It's coming, it's coming, it's ...... Whose girl is so good-looking...... Miao Niang, this is the first time I've seen you?" "The owner of Miao Yifang is a well-known woman, named Miao Niang.

Zimian disgusted Miao Niang looked at the woman of a good family like a country matchmaker, and dissatisfiedly protected Ran Ziwan behind her: "What do you see? Go and take out the best brocade in your house!

"Yo...... This girl, is she very arrogant?" Miao Niang looked around Ran Ziwan's body, as if not a single hair would fall: "It's just today...... The materials of our Miao Yifang are not something that anyone can choose at will!"

"What nonsense? Hurry up and bring it over! Could it be that your Miao Yifang doesn't open the door if you don't see the silver, and we can't do without you a copper plate!" Zimian hated Miao Niang's face more and more when she looked around. Someone stared at his master like this, and Zimian couldn't hold back the anger in his heart more and more.

"The girl doesn't know, the rules of my wonderful clothes shop are not that you can pick and choose if you have a few dollars! This fine brocade must have a net worth worthy of it...... Otherwise, even if you are born with natural beauty, you can afford to buy this golden Jiangnan splendor, and wear it on your body, it will only make people think that it was stolen by a rich man!" Miao Niang looked up and down at Ran Ziwan, who was speechless, with a look of amazement in her eyes. I thought to myself...... Mo said that he was well-informed, and the daughter of the entire imperial capital city had basically seen it herself, and even the princess who was congratulated from all directions was fortunate to have seen one or two. The ...... in front of you But she met for the first time, she looked faint and soft, quiet and indifferent, but she didn't look like an ordinary woman. It's just that...... She took the nobleman's order and had to ask a few more questions.

"You ......" Zimian was angry, if it weren't for Ran Ziwan's silence, she really wanted to go up and give that Miao Niang a few slaps.

"The girl is right, my Miao Yifang is open to do business, but it's just ...... Today, with the order of the nobleman, all the clothes in the Miaoyi Workshop in the Imperial Capital City must be handed over to the girl hand-picked by the nobleman...... So I hope the girl will forgive me!"

As if she hadn't heard Miao Niang's sour provocation, Ran Ziwan found a seat near the window, walked straight up, and sat down.

Ran Ziwan didn't even glance at herself from beginning to end, and Miao Niang just thought about walking over and testing again. was stunned by a familiar voice, and stood in place.

"What kind of nobleman, to get such a compliment from you, a white-eyed Miao Niang?" The medicine woman took care of the soft on the car, and walked towards the Miao Yifang, and as soon as she entered, she saw Zimian blushing and her neck thick and annoyed.

"Ouch...... It's not ...... Look at Miao Niang's eyes...... It's old, it's useless, I didn't even see you coming......" The smile on Miao Niang's face became more and more red, and she bowed deeply to the medicine woman.

The medicine woman slowly stepped forward from behind Zique and looked at Miao Niang peacefully: "Miao Niang, now I have learned to hold dog eyes...... Have you seen the county lord of Duanjun Wangfu?"

"Sister Yaozhi, how can you be ...... Ten years or so here...... You haven't patronized it anymore!" Miao Niang swallowed the second half of the words she was about to say, and turned to look at Ran Ziwan's eyes with some respect: "This is ...... Is it the princess's daughter?"

"You're a dog-eyed man who can recognize our little lady!...... I thought you had forgotten that the rising sun burned down the old story of your wonderful clothes shop!" Yao Po ignored the flattering Miao Niang behind her, stepped forward closely, and bowed to Ran Ziwan: "Miss, let's go to the middle and choose slowly!"

"Yes, yes...... It's all Miao Niang's clumsy eyes, and she actually said crazy words, insulting the identity of the county lord! Miao Niang should die, Miao Niang should die!" Miao Niang hurriedly slapped herself and said that she should die. Remembering the nobleman's entrustment, he followed the favor and very enthusiastically shouted to the medicine woman and others to enter the inner hall.

"I'm tired!" Ran Ziwan got up, looked at the crowd around him, and went directly into the inner hall of Miaoyifang. As soon as you enter...... All the brocade silk is placed very neatly, as if it is waiting for someone to choose.

Ran Ziwan's index finger gently slid over the brocade in front of him, and he felt a little sad in his heart. Wedding Dress ...... She suddenly felt a little inexplicably irritable, and then returned to the round table, sipping the refreshments carefully prepared by Miao Niang: "Mother-in-law, you can watch and choose!"

"This kid! I'm learning to be lazy now!" "Everyone in Nannuan Palace, except for Zique, thought that Ran Zi was in love with the flowers at night, and they would happily marry the flowers. Although in the heart of the medicine woman, Xuan Ge, who has been guarding the Nannuan Hall for ten years, is the good fate of his master, but how can he make people...... It turned out that Miss is now deeply rooted in the heart and blood of the Sea King, so naturally she can only marry Dongzhou. Otherwise...... This poison of love flowers cannot be lifted for a lifetime.

"Miss...... This big red peony is good-looking?" Zimian first picked up a piece of red peony brocade and handed it to Ran Ziwan: "Miss...... This is just right for a wedding dress!"

“…… Wedding dress, you can keep it for yourself to make a wedding dress!" Ran Zi didn't raise his head at night, and his mood was inexplicably low.

"This is made in Suzhou, and the best mulberry silkworms are weaved. This one will be produced in a year, and the gold is precious!" Miao Niang interjected from time to time, introducing the brocade spread in the house.

"Miss, the slave maid thinks you must like this texture!" Zique is not like Zi Mian, she saw the displeasure in her master's heart, and the clothes she chose for Ran Zi were naturally plain: "This color is good, it is the white of Xuehua...... It's exactly what Miss Su Ri likes. ”

"Well, let's stay here!" Ran Ziwan nodded, his eyes calming down a lot. Except for the red color, which was a little dazzling, she didn't care about the casual perfunctory words, and then lowered her head and drank the tea.

(To be continued.) )