"Sister Shu, I'll go down first." Before the carriage stopped, Rong Yanqian couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage.

He had to hurry.

After Rong Qingshu shook his head helplessly, he also lifted the hem of Luo's skirt and got out of the carriage.

"Don't worry, it's still early, and it won't delay your time to play." Rong Qingshu looked at his anxious look and couldn't help but say.

"Sister Shu, you can see it." Rong Yanqian's little face was flushed with shame.

"Sister Shu doesn't want to see it, but you write everything on your face."

"Is it so obvious?" Rong Yanqian blinked his clear eyes.

Rong Qingshu smiled without saying a word, took Rong Yanqian's little hand and walked inside.

As soon as Rong Qingshu and Rong Yanqian stepped into the threshold of Buzhuang, they greeted a shrewd and capable guy, and said with a smile: "Girl, son, please, I don't know whether the two of you are picking fabrics or making clothes, our store has good ......."

"A few days ago, I asked you to make a few sets of clothes, and I came here to pick them up today, this is a list." Rong Qingshu interrupted the man's words and asked Huo Lan to hand over the list.

"Two distinguished guests, please wait a moment, and the little one will be brought to you immediately." After the man took the order with both hands, he immediately presented it to the boss, and after the boss confirmed that there was no problem, he ordered a few men to pick up the clothes.

In a short time, a few men presented a set of exquisite satin costumes, as well as tea and snacks.

"Qian'er, see if it is still to your liking, if you are not satisfied, Sister Shu will tell them to redo it."

"Qian'er likes it very much." Sister Shu silently ordered clothes for him, how could he say he didn't like it.

"Huolan, change the clothes of Qian'er." Rong Qingshu picked out an ink-colored satin robe and handed it to Huolan.

Rong Qingshu glanced at the cloth village, turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "I heard that the streamer satin in the city is famous in the ancient palace, and it only produces ten horses a year, although all of them are paid tribute to the palace, but as far as I know, the cloth village will leave at least three horses every year, won't the shopkeeper take them out and show me?" ”

"The girl doesn't know, yesterday Feng Gongzi bought all the streamer satin in the village, and he will come here to pick it up today."

The shopkeeper is also a human spirit, although he doesn't know Rong Qingshu's identity, but seeing her gorgeous clothes, he also knows that her identity is extraordinary, and he also smiles when he speaks, for fear that Rong Qingshu will be angry with him.

"A hundred gold pieces of streamer satin, such a high price discourages many people. It seems that this Feng boy is very fond of streamer satin, and he actually spent a lot of money to buy all the streamer satin. The background of this wind boy makes me curious. ”

"I don't know about this, I just remember that he mentioned yesterday that he and the Rong family are world friends, and he came to Pucheng just for Miss Rong."

"Rong Qingshu?" How she didn't remember that she knew someone with the surname "Wind".

The shopkeeper suddenly lowered his voice and said: "But it's not, this Feng Gongzi has a marriage contract with Miss Rong, and as soon as he heard that something happened to the Rong family, he rushed over to help her." spent a lot of money to buy streamer satin, which was also prepared to be given to Miss Rong. ”

"It's obviously nonsense, when did Rong Qingshu have a marriage contract with someone."

"Yesterday, Feng Gongzi said it himself, this can still be faked. Anyway, now the people in the entire spectrum city know about it. ”

"The Rong family has a deep heritage, and it is reasonable for this person to want to marry the Rong family. However, he didn't pick the eldest girl of the Rong family, but he fell in love with the stubborn and useless Rong Qingshu, and eighty percent of them had a brain problem. ”

Many years ago, she was already notorious, and there were really people who were blind and took a fancy to her.

"The girl said this, that Feng Gongzi is really a little stupid, and when he mentions the good-for-nothing Miss Rong, he keeps smirking."

"I really got it right."

"Ahem......"

A man's coughing voice suddenly came from behind Rong Qingshu.

Rong Qingshu heard the prestige, and saw the man holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, standing in front of her as if he were loose.

Just the posture of holding the scroll, it will become a world without self and without him.

The expression is indifferent and detached, as if he wants to keep people away from thousands of miles, but those clean and pure eyes make people involuntarily want to get closer.

Rong Qingshu didn't know why, after seeing this man, his heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't breathe at all.

What made her even more uneasy was that she couldn't help but say: "The wind follows Du Yu, and the move is Bingyi." ”

"Qing'er, after many years of absence, don't come unharmed." The man slowly stopped when he was still three steps away from Rong Qingshu.

When his eyes looked at Rong Qingshu, who was puzzled and uneasy, he had a little more of a mundane red dust.

"Are you...... Wind Migration? Rong Qingshu didn't know why, when he saw the strange man in front of him, he always felt very familiar, but he felt extremely uneasy.

In particular, he called her "Qing'er" so affectionately, but she didn't know him at all.

Feng Qiansu nodded slightly, his eyes seemed to flash with a touch of pain, "Qing'er, don't you remember me?" ”

Rong Qingshu looked at Feng Qiansu's face, and something seemed to appear in his mind. But at this time, her heart suddenly ached.

Rong Qingshu squatted, covered his heart, and said with difficulty, "Don't come here!" ”

"Qing'er, don't think about anything, just remember it." Feng Qiansu hurriedly took the Buddhist scripture into his arms, half-squatted beside Rong Qingshu, and wanted to help her up, but he was afraid that she would be angry, so he took his hand back again.

After Rong Yanqian came out of changing clothes, he saw Rong Qingshu squatting on the ground with an extremely painful face, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he actually pushed Feng Qiansu to the ground, "You bad person, don't bully Sister Shu." ”

But after seeing Feng Qiansu's face, he immediately blamed himself for pulling him up, "Brother-in-law, Qian'er didn't know it was you." ”

At this time, Rong Qingshu gradually eased up, but after hearing Rong Yanqian's words, he made a straight face, "Qian'er, don't scream!" ”

"Qian'er, when I get married to Qing'er, I will call my brother-in-law, otherwise Qing'er should be shy." Although he spoke to Rong Yanqian, Feng Qiansu's eyes never moved away from Rong Qingshu.

"Okay, Brother Feng and Sister Shu haven't seen each other for many years, so Qian'er won't bother you to catch up." With that, Rong Yanqian pulled Huolan and ran out.

"Who the hell are you?" At the beginning, Rong Qingshu also believed that the marriage contract was made up by Feng Qiansu.

But Rong Yanqian called him brother-in-law so naturally, which had to make her believe that this inexplicable marriage.

"People come and go here, and it's not a place to talk, so Qing'er might as well follow me to the teahouse. If you have any questions, I will answer them to you one by one, including Brother Rong. ”

Feng Qiansu took out a letter from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Rong Qingshu.

Rong Qingshu opened the envelope, and after seeing the contents inside, his face changed, "Don't bother, go to the carriage and talk about it." ”

The handwriting is indeed Rong Qianheng's, and there is also his private seal.

Feng Qiansu nodded, then turned around and handed a stack of silver tickets to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, please send all the streamer satin to the Rong Mansion later." ”