Chapter 17 Hearing this song today, it is really a blessing for three lives

It stands to reason that Zhang Yang should reward the girl well, after all, he opened a business under the banner of others.

As the emperor's younger sister, Princess Rongxiang has everything she wants, and what to give to make her happy and discouraged is really a problem.

Zhang Yang greeted Shi Li through the white screen: "I heard that Miss Qingluan is sick, I don't know how it is today?" ”

On the other side of the screen, Qingluan replied: "Thank you for the medicine sent by the second little grandfather, after taking it for two days, my throat will be much better." The voice was crisp and tactful, with a smile.

Zhang Yang sat down with peace of mind.

Qingluan stroked the strings, and the melodious notes gushed out like spring water.

Zhang Yang had a flash of inspiration in his mind and had a good idea.

After the song, Zhang Yang first slapped a rainbow fart, "I can hear this song today, I am really fortunate to have three lives." ”

Qingluan pierced his lie with one sentence: "Last time, the second little grandfather said: That's it." The little girl imitated the flamboyant tone and imitated it vividly.

Zhang Yang laughed to hide his embarrassment.

For the first time, Qingluan saw someone who was exposed to a lie and could laugh calmly, so he couldn't hold back and laughed.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang put away his hippie smile and said, "Princess, don't you hide behind the white screen every day?" ”

was exposed on the spot, Princess Rongxiang was so angry: "Zhang Yang, you are really annoying!" ”

Zhang Yang didn't answer, and asked with a smile: "Princess, tonight on the fifteenth, there is a night market on Yuehe Street, do you want to go and see the lanterns together?" ”

Princess Rongxiang pursed her lips and said disapprerovingly: "Taiqing Pond has been hung with lanterns from all over the world all the year round, and I have long been tired of it. ”

Zhang Yang said: "That's different. ”

"What's the difference?"

"The lanterns hanging by the Taiqing pond are exquisite and unique, winning with shape, although the lanterns on Yuehe Street are not good-looking, they win by quantity, and the number is so large that they can compete with the stars in the sky."

"Really?" Princess Rongxiang was a little moved.

Zhang Yang continued to hook her with words: "Can there still be fake?" The best part is that the night market is bustling with people. There are candy sellers, sesame candy sellers, and soybean crisp sellers. By the way, in October, the sugar-fried chestnuts are sweet and glutinous, and they are delicious. ”

Princess Rongxiang was silent for a moment, sighed softly, raised her hand to sweep the strings, and said, "Brother Huang doesn't allow me to show my face outside. ”

is not allowed to show up, could it be that this Princess Rongxiang is so ugly?

Zhang Yang's mind turned quickly, "If you want to not show up, there are many ways." ”

Princess Rongxiang exclaimed in surprise and asked, "What's the way?" ”

"Just hire a carriage and the princess peek behind the curtain."

This method has been used a long time ago, and the attendant has seen it firmly, and she is not allowed to poke her head out at all.

Zhang Yang then said: "No, bring a mask." ”

In the early years, she wore a mask out of the palace to play. The mask made of wood is too heavy and carries a strangulation. The papier-mâché mask is too light, and a gust of wind will scrape it off and break it. Not to mention wearing a mask like a half-blind man, stepping down the stairs and stepping into the air, almost falling on all fours.

Zhang Yang finally concluded: "The most convenient thing is to draw makeup that my brother can't recognize." ”

This is a feasible method, Princess Rongxiang took out the rouge gouache and began to dress up in the mirror.

A cup of tea, a girl came out from behind the white screen.

Zhang Yang glanced at it in a daze, eager to find a place to wash his eyes.

The little face is coated with a thick layer of powder, with gray in the white, with a blood-colored lips, and a pair of thick eyebrows that can compete with the crayon Xiaoxin. Look at it a few more times and have nightmares at night.

Seeing Zhang Yang quickly look away, Princess Rongxiang asked worriedly, "How?" Do you recognize me for who I am? ”

Zhang Yang gave her a thumbs up, "Princess, you can't recognize your makeup when your brother comes." ”

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, you ask the attendant with you."

"Chang Wei, do you recognize me?"

A black figure appeared out of thin air.

Chang Wei, who was expressionless, saw Princess Rongxiang's appearance clearly, his pupils dilated, and his cheeks trembled uncontrollably, "Princess, your face!" ”

"It doesn't matter."

Chang Wei's shocked expression made Princess Rongxiang quite satisfied.

"Let's go, take me to the Moon River." Princess Rongxiang stepped forward and pulled her sleeves and walked out.

Compared with Chang Wei, who had a cold face, Wangcai was like a mud leg who had never seen the world, and when he saw Princess Rongxiang's face, he exclaimed in fright, and retreated again and again, making Zhang Yang angry with his uncompetitive appearance.

On weekdays, the dog fights are quite majestic, why is it like seeing a ghost at this time, and he can't stand steadily.

Wangcai followed Zhang Yang and asked tremblingly: "Second little grandfather, is this a human or a ghost?" ”

Zhang Yang glanced at him and reprimanded: "Something that doesn't have long eyes." ”

Wangcai's mind turned around and said in surprise: "She is Qingluan girl? She-"

Afraid that Wangcai would say something rebellious, Zhang Yang waved his hand to interrupt him, "Take care of your mouth, don't talk nonsense." ”

Over there, Chang Wei turned his head and glanced at Wangcai coldly, so frightened that he shuddered and didn't dare to speak again. In front of the murderous Chang Wei, Zhang Yang seemed to owe him thousands of dollars, his eyebrows were low, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Along the way, passers-by were frightened by Princess Rongxiang's face comparable to that of the living dead, and couldn't help but make way for her freely.

Princess Rongxiang is used to being the focus of attention, and she doesn't pay attention to the strange eyes of outsiders.

The street market at night has a special smell, and Princess Rongxiang likes it very much. She looked at the scenery leisurely, talking and laughing with Zhang Yang.

After walking for a long time, sweating, wiping the handkerchief, the makeup on the face is much lighter, the face is no longer so white, the lips are no longer so red, even the eyebrows are no longer black like two caterpillars, and the whole face is vivid and vivid.

Looking at her appearance, Princess Rongxiang is only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a slender figure, a slender waist, and a fresh breath that only a girl can have.

The princess asked curiously, "Is there a night market every night?" ”

Zhang Yang explained: "Every first day and fifteenth day of the new year, there will be a night market. ”

Different from the desertion of the palace, the night market is crowded, crowded, touched, and stepped on, all of which make Princess Rongxiang feel fresh and interesting, and from time to time show the kind of confident smile that has not been bullied, which makes people's eyes shine.

For a moment, Zhang Yang found that the princess's eyes were very special. His eyes were always moist, filled with a hazy mist like Xiao Nan, as if suspended above a pool of autumn water.

Zhang Yang treated her as a child and bought her all kinds of snacks.

Princess Rongxiang put a piece of soybean crisp wrapped in frosting into her mouth, and reveled in the cute expression of the food, which was quite flattering.

After looking at the princess a few more times, Zhang Yang found that Chang Wei began to sharpen his knife in his eyes, so he had to withdraw his gaze and pretend to be a gentleman.

Suddenly, Princess Rongxiang exclaimed, "Ah, my jade pendant." ”