His care, his care, is never given only to those who he thinks are right.

Now, Gu Qinghuan is the right woman.

"You're my woman, I don't care about you, who else can I care about? If something happens to you, won't I be beaten up in the future? ”

Once this woman is identified, Baili Jingxu hopes that the two of them can be white-headed.

"You be smart, the prince will bypass East Street today, you go around East Street, if you are lucky, you can bump into him. Remember, I will be in the largest teahouse on East Street, if there is anything, you remember to call for help directly on the second floor of the teahouse, or take a bamboo whistle out and blow it twice, I will appear as soon as I hear it, and rush to your side. ”

Gu Qinghuan silently wrote it down, knowing that he would also be on Dongdajie, his heart settled down a lot.

"Then you should be careful, don't let people recognize you."

Instead of worrying about her own safety, she feared that he would be accidentally recognized.

After all, a person with a noble temperament like him, even if he changes into an ordinary long shirt, wherever he goes, he will attract attention and become a dazzling existence.

In order to avoid suspicion, Gu Qinghuan took a carriage and went to East Avenue first.

The liveliness of the imperial city is far beyond the reach of Gangneung City.

The lively street vendors, and the shouting and scolding one after another, and the passers-by, everything seems to be lively.

Gu Qinghuan changed into a plain ordinary dress, and her long hair was scattered a little, just enough to cover the small half of her cheeks, she didn't want to meet any acquaintances on East Street.

Although in the Imperial City, it is impossible for her to know anyone else except the people of the Gu family, but it is better to be careful.

"Girl, look at the rouge gouache we have here, it's a good product."

Gu Qinghuan stopped in front of a small vendor, that vendor is very clever when he looks at people, and his mouth is also very good at shouting, such a person is destined to have a bad business.

"What's different about the rouge gouache you sell?"

Gu Qinghuan deliberately bent down and looked down to pass the time.

She wasn't sure when the prince would pass through East Street, and she could only wait here for the rabbit.

"Girl, we are all good goods, and we don't sell them if they are generally poor. Our goods are all back by water, easy to sell, often new products have just arrived, the young ladies and ladies in the city, will rush to buy it. ”

Gu Qinghuan looked left and right, in front of this small stall, apart from her, there seemed to be no other ladies or other ladies.

In this area of the stall, the small vendors selling such rouge gouache are not only in front of them.

The hawker bullied her into dressing ordinarily, thinking that she was a girl who had never seen anything in the world, and her family was poor and miserable.

Bullied her has never seen it, and she hasn't used these rouge gouaches.

"How's it going, girl, do you have a picture?"

Seeing that she picked around in a good way, and when she met someone who was interested, she even opened it to take a look.

"Let's take a look at ...... first"

Gu Qinghuan's mind was actually not about picking these little things at all.

She came with a 'mission', not just to go shopping.

"Okay, if you like one of them, tell me, I'll give you a cheaper price."

Fortunately, after a while, two more young women came.

"The best rouge gouache, you can choose whatever you want."

The little vendor was busy greeting the two new female customers, and he didn't care about Gu Qinghuan for a while.

This is exactly what she wants, she pretends to pick here alone, and the stalls always like to come up, east and west, although it is not a direct urging, but it will also make her feel a little uncomfortable.