Just kidding, is it still difficult to get a ghost doctor for such a trivial matter?

Chunxing felt that she admired Miss too much, as if nothing could be difficult for her, why didn't she find out that she would know so much before.

When the master and servant were fiddling with needlework, Aunt Song came and said that she was helping Jing Qicheng deliver something.

"For me?"

It's strange, how could Jing Qicheng send something to himself.

Aunt Song opened it, and inside was a very beautiful dress.

The hem of the skirt is made of plain brocade, and when it is woven, it is mixed with thin silver threads, so it looks ordinary at first glance, but as long as you move around, it can refract various patterns in the light, which can be called ingenious.

Even in modern times, it is difficult to make such a beautiful dress.

Chun Xing's eyes didn't blink, she had never seen such beautiful clothes.

"This is what the prince asked you to send?"

Aunt Song nodded and said with a smile that when it was evening, Jing Qicheng would wait for her at the gate of the palace.

Jing Qicheng really put a lot of thought into it.

Meng combed his eyebrows and thought about it, since he was invited, it was disrespectful, so he should go.

Chun Xing quipped: "At first, I saw that the prince seemed to be a little cold to Miss, and I thought he was a bad person, but now it seems that the prince is actually quite good." ”

Is it? I'm not sure if Jing Qicheng is a good person.

Whether it's a good guy or a bad guy, he's his nominal husband.

The dress is eye-catching enough, but the hairpin ring should be a little simpler.

Chunxing's hands are very skillful, she combed Meng and put a snake bun on her eyebrows, and only used a long tassel with burnt blue and pearls to decorate.

She felt that this dress was a bit plain, and took out a jade-colored mirror flower shawl from the wardrobe.

"This shawl was left by the lady for the young lady, and it is just right to wear it."

Meng combed his eyebrows and used a slender hairpin to pick up a little rouge on his lips, and then evenly spread a little on his cheeks, and the sweet aroma of rouge instantly filled the whole room.

No wonder Meng Xiangrong has always looked at her unpleasantly, and has always wanted to put her to death, with such a posture, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a second one in this world.

Today is Qixi Festival, and the moon rises very early, and when Meng Comb appeared in front of Jing Qicheng, he did not hide the amazing look in his eyes.

She is truly beautiful.

"Come up."

Jing Qicheng stretched out his hand towards Meng Combrow, and with a slight pull, he took her on the horse.

"Today I will travel with the princess, and no one is allowed to follow me."

After saying that, he clamped the belly of the horse, and then galloped the horse.

Meng Combrow was riding a horse for the first time, and she only felt the wind whistling in her ears, she was a little nervous, and couldn't help but lean her whole body on Jing Qicheng's body.

"I'm here, it's fine."

Jing Qicheng whispered in her ear.

Today, the streets of the capital are particularly lively, full of vendors setting up stalls, blocking the entire street.

Because it is Tanabata, men and women are dressed up very eye-catching, and women do not need to wear veils, and everyone hopes that they can meet a good marriage.

"On such a good day today, do you still want to wear a mask?"

"I'm so ugly that I'm afraid I'll scare others."

Jing Qicheng seems to have some misunderstanding of the word ugly, if he is ugly, I am afraid that no one in this world can be eye-catching.

He was so humble.

There are only two of them today, and Meng Combrow also wants to wander around the street like an ordinary woman, after all, he has not yet experienced the prosperity of the capital.

But Jing Qicheng suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but pull Meng Combs aside.

He walked up to a mask stall and threw a silver ingot to the stall owner.

"Pick one."

Is this to buy yourself a mask? But the money he had just given him was enough to buy the whole stall.

Besides, if you wear a mask, why do you have to look so good today?

Although she was a little reluctant, it seemed that Jing Qicheng didn't plan to discuss it with her, so she had to find a mask and put it on her face.

In this way, Jing Qicheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Do you think I'm also hateful, so I need a mask to hide my ugliness?"

"How can the princess of this king be seen by others?"

Jing Qicheng waved his sleeves, grabbed Meng Comb's waist, and swore sovereignty over this woman.

Oh, so I'm jealous.

There are a lot of people selling things on the street, and there are all kinds of things.

In the past, Meng Combrow felt that the productive forces in ancient times were not as developed as in modern times, and things were definitely not very good, but today she can be regarded as an eye-opener.

All kinds of things made by craftsmen are vivid, especially rabbit lights, Meng combs his eyebrows and likes them at a glance.

Jing Qicheng was ready to pay for it when he saw it, but this time he was preempted by Meng Comb.

With such a generous move like him, no matter how big the family business of the royal mansion is, it will be lost sooner or later.

Jing Qicheng couldn't cry or laugh, although he was an unfavored prince, he still had the money to buy these little things, and he wouldn't make her hungry.

"Now we are husband and wife, your money is my money, and I am the king's account, even if I have a penny more, I will not spend it in vain."

Jing Qicheng couldn't help laughing, and wanted to tell her that he was the boss of the first floor in the world, and there were many shops and businesses under his name, even if he didn't be this prince, he could have no worries about food and clothing.

Meng combed his eyebrows and fiddled with the rabbit lamp in his hand, and walked on the streets of the capital with Jing Qicheng, they were like ordinary husband and wife.

"You see, these people may be worried about making a living, but they seem to be happier than us."

Even if they have coarse tea and light food, they can at least live with peace of mind, without cannibalism between father and son, and sibling disputes.

Everyone thinks that it is a great thing to be born in the royal family, but the feeling of not being able to sleep at night, and even when sleeping, you have to be careful not to be assassinated, is not something that everyone can bear.

In the past two days with Jing Qicheng, she can feel that although he is outwardly careless, he maintains a high degree of vigilance at all times, even when he is asleep.

As long as there is the slightest wind and grass, it will make him wake up immediately.

Jing Qicheng didn't speak, just walked forward silently, Meng combed his eyebrows and followed two steps, but found that he couldn't find Jing Qicheng.

There were so many people that they were scattered by the flow of people.

Meng combs his eyebrows and looked for Jing Qicheng's figure in the crowd, looking around anxiously.

"Princess, the prince is waiting for you in the pavilion in front, and come with me."

Just as she was looking for someone, a man came over and said that he was the secret guard of the palace, who had been protecting Meng Combing, and took out Jing Qicheng's waist card as proof.

Seeing that the waist card was indeed real, it was something that only people around Jing Qicheng had, Meng Combrow nodded and asked him to lead the way.