It's no longer cold.

The east wind sprinkles rain and dew.

Xinghe got up early today and dressed up carefully.

When Jingyun was leaving that day, he secretly stuffed a note for Xinghe and met at the door of the rouge shop in Xihaitang on West Street.

Prime Minister Zhao Cheng has been unable to stay home these days due to busy official business, and it is rare for Xinghe to walk out of Xiangguo's mansion in a fair and honest manner.

Walking out of Xiangguo's mansion, Xiangxiang stretched her waist and yawned: "Miss, the breeze outside is really comfortable on your face, think about how long we haven't come out, it's really suffocating, I don't know if there are new things on the street, delicious, fun."

Xinghe tapped Xiangxiang's head with his finger and said, "You girl, you know everything to eat, eat into a little fat pig, see how you can marry in the future, and we have something to do when we come out this time."

Xiangxiang playfully stuck out her tongue.

The two walked hand in hand to West Street.

West Street is bustling with activity, with a dazzling array of goods, dazzling, and shouting one after another.

Xinghe saw Jingyun and Yu Bing from a distance, and now cherished the door of the begonia rouge shop.

"My good man, you're here," Yu Chengbing said with a grudge like waiting for his lover to go to the meeting.

Xinghe spent some hours dressing up, and he came late for a long time, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

"It's okay, we've just arrived."

Jing Yun's face was warm, and he didn't have the slightest irritability to wait for a long time.

"Tut-tut...... Or our little Yunyun is patient. ”

Xinghe frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Xiao Yunyun? Brother Yu is really not an ordinary person...... How's that sassy? ”

Xiang still looked at the fish with admiration.

Jing Yun was also taken aback by the 'little Yunyun' of the fish, and soon returned to normal.

Suddenly, Yu Bing laughed loudly, looking forward and leaning back.

"Look at your startled expressions, were you frightened by my sudden commotion?"

Xiang looked at Yu Yingbing intently and said, "Yu Gongzi, you are so humorous."

"This damn charm that has nowhere to put it" shook his hair.

Xinghe was full of black lines and laughed dryly.

Gorgeous as Jingyun raised his eyes and looked at Xinghe Dao: "I have a gift for you, you come with me." After speaking, he took Xinghe's hand and walked to the alley of West Street.

Xinghe only felt the strength of his palm tighten.

Just a few steps away, a few people arrived in front of a store.

The plaque is covered with a red cloth.

Inside the doorway hung cloth of various colors, silk brocade.

Xinghe looked at the scene in front of him so familiar, thought for a moment, and did not recall the clues related to this scene, only felt that the headache was unbearable, so he pinched the corner of his forehead hard.

Jing Yun was stunned, and said with a little loss on his face: "If the second miss doesn't like this gift, you can prepare other gifts for the second miss next time."

Xinghe raised his eyes, just as he met Jingyun's gaze, as gentle as flowing water gently, the electric fire flowed, and Xinghe's heart trembled.

"No, I'm very happy with this gift, but I just feel that the furnishings in the shop are a little familiar, a little stunned, thank you for this heart." Xinghe's face glowed with a faint glow

Yu Yingbing walked to the bottom of the plaque, and pulled it sonorously, only to see the words 'sit and think about clothes, flowers and flowers' were exposed outside.

"Are you still happy with such a fresh and refined store name? Since the clothing store, of course, it has to have a decent name, Yun wants clothes, flowers and flowers, this taste, this temperament? I don't think there is a store in Kyoto with such a high level of name......" Yu Yingbing hugged the red cloth torn off in his hand.

Jing Yun smiled kindly, looked at the galaxy, and then glanced at Yu Yingbing.

Yu Bingbing nodded and clapped his palms.

Suddenly, crackling firecrackers rang out.

Smoke rises.

A few people entered the bunk.

Forthwith.

A group of people carried flower baskets and placed them at the door in an orderly manner, and then left the venue in turn.

Xinghe searched everywhere, but he didn't see the cold-faced divine doctor appear, every time he met the two of them, Ji Liuchen existed, but he didn't see him today, it seemed that something was missing.

Yu Yingbing rolled up his sleeves and took out a book and handed it to Xinghe Dao: "Since Brother Jingyun has carefully prepared such a big gift for you, then as a friend, I can't be too stingy, my gift can't steal his limelight, don't underestimate this book, but I spent a lot of energy to prepare it for you, but it is this kind of clothing pattern drawn by my son himself, I dare to guarantee that these patterns, even if you look all over Kyoto, there will not be a piece of clothing like it."

Galaxy turns a page.

Sure enough, the costumes depicted in the book are elaborate and different.

In addition to costumes, there are also various headgears.

Xinghe exclaimed: "The fish boy is really hidden, not only a business wizard, but also an ingenious insight into clothing."

Yu Yingbing was praised and smiled, as gorgeous as a peach blossom, pulled the grapes on the table and threw them in his mouth and ate them.

Xiang twisted her fingers and thought about it, then picked up a silk embroidered with silk yarn and gold silk from the shelf and said, "Miss, the pattern on this is so beautiful, can you use this cloth to sew a shirt for me?"

"Of course you can" Xinghe closed the book, his mind full of finished drawings that had been made.

Perhaps out of novelty and the nature of joining in the fun, the shop was already crowded with people, and some people left after joining in the fun, but there were also many people who were attracted by the exquisite fabrics in the shop and came in to tailor their clothes.

Fortunately, Jingyun is meticulous and has already hired a diligent and skilled female worker, otherwise it would be an ant on a hot pot and a mess.