Walking slowly down the street, thinking about what to do later.

To be honest, she really doesn't know how to give gifts.

I vaguely remember that the only gift she gave in her life was ...... Cake with dynamite!

Touching the dark moon in her cuffs, Rong Qianxun actually gave her a gift, so it was reasonable for her to give him one back.

So she came out to pick out a gift for Rong Qianxun today.

Speaking of which, there is a powerful force behind her, which is really different, in exchange for the snow lotus, she can mobilize any funds from the Moon Palace, which means that she is now a rich woman.

However, the rules of this Moon Palace are really strange, the ice flowers are exchanged for money, and the moon is exchanged for the secret guard, and she doesn't know what the next two things will be exchanged.

Left is just something that is good for her.

She was reluctant to hand over this secret moon, and she originally asked herself if she shouldn't need any secret guards, so let this secret moon stay by her side for a while.

It's a peculiar feeling, and it's a strange feeling to pick a gift for someone else, as if you're going to do something sacred.

Along the way, I visited many stores, but I didn't find the one I liked.

Clothes? Here's a woman's!

Pouch? She doesn't know how to embroider herself.

Jade flute? I don't know if Lu Daorong Qianhiro will play, if not, this is not in vain!

frowned, paused, and casually saw the shop in front of him, Babao Pavilion.

Raised his eyebrows, walked in, dazzling, all kinds of jewelry.

At a glance, I saw the hosta in the center of the counter, there was no ornament, it was a white hosta, which looked ordinary but was secretly luxurious.

Great stuff!

The shopkeeper was also sharp-eyed, and before Su Yunge could speak, he took out the hosta.

"Guest, you are really good eyesight, this hosta was designed and carved by Master Yi himself, there is only one in the whole imperial city, and nothing else."

"That's it, wrap me up." Su Yunge breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, just send this! Thinking of Rong Qianxun's appearance of bunching his hair, he inexplicably felt that this hairpin seemed to be tailor-made for him, like a jade boy, hiding a peerless brilliance.

The shopkeeper was about to wrap it up, when suddenly a crisp voice came from the second floor.

"Wait, my young lady wants that hairpin."

"This ......" The shopkeeper looked at Su Yunge with some embarrassment.

Those who can go up to the second floor of the Eight Treasures Pavilion are either rich or expensive, because the private rooms on the second floor are for these distinguished guests to rest.

Su Yunge frowned slightly, and looked at the woman who spoke.

The maid stood at the top of the stairs, looking at her condescendingly.

"Our lady wants this hairpin, and the shopkeeper's fast package will be sent to the second floor."

Su Yunge's eyes narrowed, and he said with a chuckle.

"Shopkeeper, this purchase can be scored on a first-come, first-served basis, don't smash the signboard yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper nodded continuously.

When the maid heard Su Yunge's words, she snorted coldly, her face full of pride.

"I promise, if you don't give this hosta to our young lady today, you don't have to smash the signboard yourself, and your store won't have to open tomorrow."

When the shopkeeper heard her words, the look on his face was slightly paused, there are many relatives in this imperial city, and sometimes if you don't pay attention, you will really offend.

Threat? Su Yunge raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes to look at the maid, and always felt a little familiar.