Bao'er thought about it, it seemed to be such a reason, and when she returned to Jincheng, she embroidered a more delicate purse for Duan Changyu, and then bought a jade tassel to hang on the purse, which was also very beautiful.

Feng Yichen saw at a glance a master carving a small wooden figure on the stall next door, and the carved characters were vivid and lifelike.

He stared at it for a moment, then fiddled with the wood carving in front of the man's table, and asked with great interest, "Can anyone carve it?" ”

The old master raised his eyes, glanced at Feng Yichen, and saw that he was handsome and extraordinary, so he nodded and said: "Of course you can, the little boy has a good face, and he looks very noble, although it is a little difficult, but it can also be carved." ”

Feng Yichen raised his hand and pointed at Chu Yunyao, who was choosing gadgets: "I'm a big man, what is there to carve, you carve her out, if it's like it enough, I'll buy it with a piece of gold, if not, Ben Shao will smash your stall." ”

As he spoke, he took out a gold ingot from his cuff and threw it in the palm of his hand.

The master's gaze flashed with the arc of the ingot of gold jumping up and down, and nodded: "Childe is a rich and noble person, and he must also be a person who does what he says.

In this way, how about I go home and find a good piece of fragrant wood, and then send the carved wood carving to the prince's mansion in a week, how about it? ”

Feng Yichen waved his pen and left an address, "The smaller this wood carving, the better, it's best to carry it with you." ”

After handing over the deposit to the master, Feng Yichen chased Chu Yunyao's back and walked quickly.

Mo Lingwei wore a gauze hat, tilted her head and looked at the shops on both sides, and finally found a shop selling musical instruments.

She touched Chu Yunyao's arm: "Sister-in-law, I'll go inside and see if I can pick a satisfactory Xiao out and bring it back to Second Prince He." ”

Seeing this, Feng Yichen volunteered to step forward, "Ben Shao is very good at these musical instruments, Ben Shao will help you refer to it." ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Mo Lingwei to agree, so he walked straight in front of her and went up the steps.

There was confusion in the crowd, and two horses galloped towards the carriage, and the coachman brandished his long whip and shouted, "Borrow, borrow, let go." ”

Mo Lingwei stepped on the steps, and as soon as she turned around, she was slammed by the person behind her who was desperately retreating, she didn't stand firmly, her ankle bent, and she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Yichen raised his hand, took her in his arms, supported her body, hugged her waist and lifted it up, pulled her to the top step, and blocked the other arm in a half circle, blocking those who were squeezing beside her, trapping her in his arms.

Lifting the veil that covered half of her face on her hat, I saw that her face was a little pale, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes moved to her ankles, and she frowned and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

It was the first time that Mo Lingwei was so close to Feng Yichen, and this handsome face was five points similar to that person.

The two are the same height, and their side faces are almost identical, and when Feng Yichen is speaking, even his voice and intonation are so similar.

She was a little stunned for a moment.

Feng Yichen was impatient, the sound of his long arms propped up on the wall behind her, knocked her head with the folding fan in his hand, put down the veil on her hat, and asked again: "Do you want to matter?" ”

Mo Lingwei finally came back to her senses, her face was slightly red, her eyelids lowered, and she quickly replied, "It doesn't matter, thank you Feng Shao." ”

Feng Yichen suddenly approached her face and stared at her for a moment......