The beauty is picturesque, the skin is whiter than snow, and the clothes are red like maple.

The three of them entered the shop called Hualang Yike together, one by one, with different styles and exquisite appearances.

or women's long skirts, silk covers, cloaks...... There are also men's robes, Confucian robes, and brocade robes...... They are all hung with wooden braces.

Shi Wei looked around, and his eyes locked on a red silk moire trailing skirt hanging at the top.

"The single shirt is apricot red, and the double sideburns are the baby color."

He bowed his head, groaned slightly, and called the shop guy to take down the garment. Then he smiled and turned to the cold young man on the other side and asked.

"I think this body is very lined with pearls. Brother Wei, what do you think? ”

Wei Sique felt that Duanmu Xihua looked good no matter how she wore it. I have the impression that she does wear red more often.

"As long as she likes it."

The shopkeeper chimed in.

"Childe has a good eye, this dress is the style drawn by our boss lady herself, and the materials used are also high-quality silk and plain soft satin, which are extremely close and comfortable."

Shi Wei became a little interested and continued to ask.

"The clothes in this store are all drawn and designed by your proprietress and wife?"

"It's not all, she is only occasionally interested, and she will draw a few drawings and send them, most of which are made by the tailors and craftsmen."

Wei Sique didn't pay so much attention to these, and asked directly.

"How much."

"Fifteen thousand gold."

He nodded and took out the money bag around his waist, only to find that he didn't have that much money with him. What's going on now? Wu Anjun was a little difficult, and there was nothing on his body that could be used.

Duanmu Xihua didn't bring any money out, she thought of borrowing Wei Sique's money to pay it in advance, and then send someone to the Wei Mansion to pay it back.

The girl tugged at the sleeve of her sleeve slightly, he lowered his head, and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Decline, we don't have enough money."

The young man's dark eyes were warm, and he smiled comfortingly.

"It's okay, I have a solution."

Shi Wei turned around and continued to talk to the guys in the store.

"Dare to ask the little brother, where is the shopkeeper now, I don't know if I can see her."

"Don't blame the son, the lady doesn't follow the opinion."

"I have an idea I want to discuss with her."

"This, Childe ......"

The guy is still struggling, and he smiles.

"In this case, can you please borrow my pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Childe, wait a minute."

The guy quickly got what he wanted.

The formula was slightly condensed, and the ink was finely polished. Then use a brush to count the water in the porcelain jar, and blur the sharp point.

The young man has a graceful and elegant posture, a graceful and elegant bearing, and a delicate appearance. Especially when he paints seriously, he is leisurely and very freehand.

Looking at him like this, it's like looking at an ink painting.

Half an hour later, Shi Wei put away his pen and handed the drawing to his buddy.

"Can you bother the little brother and send it to the lady."

The man took the paper and looked at it, his face surprised. At the first glance, he felt that the person in front of him was not simple.

"Wait a minute."

The guy opened the door and walked briskly to the backyard. After a while, he hurried back. He bowed respectfully to the three of them, and then made a gesture of invitation to Shi Wei.

"Childe, Madame wants to see you."

He nodded slightly, turning to look at the two of them.

"Brother Wei, Mingzhu, I'll be back soon."

The two looked at the other clothes in the shop, and the girl sighed.

"It's amazing to be in decline, you can make friends anywhere."

Wei Sique was noncommittal, only said.

"We'll see the results."

The time of the half-pillar incense has passed, and the decline has returned. The guy followed him and hurriedly stepped forward and handed the skirt to Duanmu Xihua.

"Girl, the inner room is over there, I'll take you to change it."

She looked at Shi Wei, and his expression was calm and gentle.

"Equivalent exchange, the pearl does not need to be taken into account."

She changed her clothes and came out, and after the three of them had walked out of the shop for a long time, the girl asked.

"Decline, how did you do it?"

"I just had an idea on the spot, so I drew a suit. The owner liked it so much that he agreed to swap it with me. ”

"Aren't you afraid that she will directly accept the painting and drive us away?"

"She won't, because the store has the power to pick buyers."

The girl turned her head and grinned.

"Brother Wei, I'll just say that the decline is very powerful."

Shi Wei shook his head and looked at the young man on the other side.

"But I just happened to come across something I was familiar with. Everyone has their own strengths, and I may not be able to do it from the Wei Brotherhood. ”

Wei Sique raised his head and met his pair of piercing black eyes. From beginning to end, calmly and calmly.

"It's amazing."

“……”

The three of them talked and laughed, and walked all the way to the Jiang family.

On the other side, Lu Weizhen had just walked to the door of the Nan'an Palace, and Qingye was waiting there.

"Childe."

"Well, how is it now?"

"Childe, the prince said. If you want to save the man inside, go to him. ”

After Kiyono bought the goods, he wanted to rush back to the backyard, but was stopped at the gate of the palace. The two little servants covered her mouth and led her to the study in the main courtyard.

The king of Nan'an was waiting there, and he said to her.

"Now there are elite guards from the Wei Mansion in the backyard, and there are a thousand Lin Lang outside. The assassins in the Zhuzhuer House have wings and cannot fly. ”

Qingye stabilized his mind, he just went out for a while, how could such a big change happen.

It's not that King Nan'an is testing her something, she pretends to be puzzled.

"Back to the prince, the county lord's foot was injured, and the slave just went out to buy some bruise medicine."

"Yu Ying, come in and take her to the backyard to have a look."

"Yes, master."

The blue-clothed attendant with a knife at his waist pushed the door in and made a gesture of invitation to her.

Kiyono clenched his fists slightly and followed him to the backyard door. The blue-clad squire pointed to a fence where a ladder had been erected.

"Be careful."

The man held on to the ladder, and she cautiously climbed up and looked down. Sure enough, as King Nan'an said, the door of Duanmu Xihua's room was open, and there was a group of guards outside the door.

The blue-clothed attendant led her back to the side room, Duanmu Qinghe poured a cup of tea and handed it over, analyzing the pros and cons of the situation for her.

……

At that moment, Qingye relayed the words of King Nan'an to Lu Weizhen in their original form.

"You could have rescued that man on your own, but have you thought about the consequences of doing so?"

"Based on this, Wei Sique can conclude that you are colluding with the assassins, and the Wei family will not let you go. Second, you have finally gained the trust of the emperor, and you will fall short because of this. ”

"This is only the best outcome, what will happen if His Majesty orders a thorough investigation."

After Qingye finished speaking, he pinched the corner of his skirt and looked at the young man in white in front of him.

"Childe, what should we do now?"

Lu Weizhen only stared at it slightly, and soon had a measurement.

"Let's go, go and visit the prince."

Duanmu Qinghe stood with his hands in his hands and waited for him in the study. Lu Weizhen knocked on the door and entered, and Qingye was guarding outside the door.

The young man in white saluted him respectfully.

"Lord Wang."

King Nan'an turned around and got straight to the point.

"I can help you, but on one condition."

"Take off your mask."

Lu Weizhen thought for a while, untied the strap tied behind the hair crown with one hand, and took off the mask. Revealing a beautiful face, eyebrows like distant mountains, lips like peach blossoms in March.

The young man in white has a high and clear bearing, like a blue sky and white clouds, mountains and flowing water.

"Sure enough, it's you, Jiusi."

"Uncle."

Duanmu Qinghe didn't have a look of surprise on his face, it seemed that he had expected it. He pointed to the portrait hanging on the wall, it was Xie Yunrong.

"If you still remember Ah Rong's entrustment, if you still have concerns about Zhuzhu'er, you shouldn't find her again and again."

"By doing so, you're not only pulling her in, you're putting her in such a dangerous situation."

"Uncle."

The young man's tone paused slightly.

"I don't have any bad intentions for Zhu Zhu'er, I just want to protect her." I want to meet her.

Duanmu Qinghe is a person from the past, of course he can understand his thoughts. But the reality is cruel, and Lu Weizhen's idea is still too simple.

"You're not full of wings now, how can you protect it."

"It's like this incident, can you really get out of it without leaving a flaw. There are too many eyes staring at you, all waiting for you to make a mistake. ”

"As long as you are caught by them in the slightest accident, what awaits you?"

"Since you want to do great things, you should first let go of your children's private feelings, which is good for you and her."

"Uncle, I swear by my life. As long as I live for one day, I will protect her for one day. ”

Duanmu Qinghe shook his head.

"What you want to do, I don't care. But before you have the absolute strength to shut everyone up. You shouldn't be near her, no matter what it's for. ”

"And the girl outside, it's also your person, take it away together."

"I don't allow any hidden dangers around Zhuzhu'er."

The young man's tone was modest, and his posture was extremely low.

"Good. I won't come near Zhu Zhu'er until it's done. ”

"Well, the carriage is ready for you, and it's at the side gate. After a while, I will also send someone to bring the people in Zhuzhu'er's house, and you will go together. ”

Lu Weizhen opened the door, and Qingye was nervous and followed him very guiltily.

"Childe, I'm sorry."

"Don't blame yourself, you've done a great job."

"Now there's another thing I need you to do."

"Huh?"

"Fu Xingxuan in the other courtyard, you are responsible for taking care of it."

"Yes."

Duanmu Qinghe walked slowly to the bookshelf, and turned the green jade glazed flower bottle placed on the desk in two circles. The bookshelf moves slowly like a door that opens from the inside out.

He slapped the wall a few more times, and immediately popped out a small drawer, and the contents were Shang Fang's sword. Duanmu Qinghe picked it up, and his heart was full of emotions.

Since the founding of Beixiang, the emperor has given Shang Fang sword to the Lu family. Because the Lu family inherited the emperor from generation to generation, he assisted the young monarch from the beginning to the end.

Shang Fang sword, seeing the sword is like seeing the Son of Heaven. The upper beating of the king is not right, and the lower beating of the minister is disloyal. Lu Xingyun came to him and presented the sword with one hand, on the condition that he take care of Xie Yunrong.

"What if I don't say yes."

"No, you like Ah Rong."

"Leave it to me, you don't worry about me using it to cause trouble."

"You'll make the right choice, Your Highness King Yi."

At that time, he was not yet the king of Nan'an. The word Yi was chosen for him by the second brother Duanmu Qinghui.

The first emperor loved the queen, loved the house and the prince. For other royal children, they have no time to take care of it.

When they reach the age when they should be crowned kings, the titles are all randomly chosen by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. But Duanmu Qinghui knew about it and immediately wrote to the emperor. If you make it clear that this is inappropriate, please think twice.

Duanmu Zetang really didn't want to care, but he couldn't help his son. However, at that time, his aesthetics had been deviated from the trajectory by Queen Zhao, and he also recognized the name his wife gave him - Iron Bolt.

Well, don't expect him to come up with any good words. There was no way, Duanmu Qinghui, who was the crown prince, took over the burden.

He first chose the words and then presented them to Duanmu Zetang. This matter was naturally carried out quietly, and Duanmu Qinghe didn't know about it.

It wasn't until he went to visit his second brother that he was waiting in his study when he accidentally saw the word "Yi" written on the rice paper.

The handwriting is beautiful, the writing is graceful, and the iron painting is a silver hook.

There is also a paragraph attached to the word.

"You need to know that there are thousands of trees, and none of them are trees. Thousands of mountains, none of which are mountains. Thousands of strokes, none of which are pens. There is nowhere to be nothing, and nowhere is there to be, so it is easy. ”

A few days later, Duanmu Qinghe received the holy decree of the king, and the title written to him on it was - Yi.