"The shopkeeper knows who I am."

Not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

Jixian's shopkeeper's body instantly stiffened, he looked up at the woman on the second floor with a smile, waved his hand again and again, and said:

"The girl is really joking, how can a little shopkeeper know your identity below."

A little shopkeeper? You?

"Oh?"

Raising eyebrows day and night, honorific titles have come out.

"Since the shopkeeper doesn't know me, why do you speak out to defend it? Don't tell lies like 'I don't know the beggar in the other party's mouth', it will only get darker and darker. ”

Let people keep looking up at themselves and talking, no matter what, it is an impolite thing, just now he deliberately suppressed Mu Ziye's arrogance, and now let a person in his forties tilt his head and talk to himself, but he can't afford it, not to mention that the other party has just spoken out to defend himself, and when Jixian's shopkeeper was secretly entangled, he had walked slowly down from the second floor.

"Can you think about the shopkeeper?"

“……”

"Don't hide it from the girl, I lived in the imperial capital for a while when I was young!"

Raising his eyes, he saw that his face did not change in the slightest, and then the shopkeeper of Jixian continued to speak, saying:

"If it's also a coincidence, that time coincided with the birth of Miss Xiangfu."

I was stunned, I didn't expect that I would hear this from the mouth of this shopkeeper, I was very surprised.

Seeing that there was no major emotional change in Chaoxi's face, the shopkeeper Jixian breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was calm, and his tone was much lighter, recalling the scene more than ten years ago, the shopkeeper Jixian couldn't help but sigh, and said:

"At that time, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion was born, the Prime Minister was overjoyed, the guests in the Prime Minister's Mansion were like clouds, and the Prime Minister ordered the people to feast in the imperial capital for three consecutive days, and the entire imperial capital was lively like the New Year.

Steady breathing, day and night pursed the corners of his lips.

"Silver Filigree...... Wave pattern? ”

Shopkeeper Jixian nodded.

"At that time, the women of the entire imperial capital rushed to the Splendid Villa branch one by one as if they were crazy, but they were told that the silver neon snow yarn was privately customized for Miss Xiangfu, and there was no second person in the world who could wear it except Miss Xiangfu.

"Why waves?"

Jixian's shopkeeper looked nervous, looking left and right, how did he speak?

I was puzzled in my heart, this was originally your own clothes, but now more than ten years have passed, how can there be a person who doesn't know about it? Wearing such a dress every day to swagger through the market, even if one person talks about it, I am afraid that it can engulf a big living person.

"Why?"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and threw out all his brains.

"I also heard what others said, it seems that Miss Xiangfu was born, her body is different from her, often three days of a major illness and two days of a small illness, very delicate, Xiang Ye worried, so he named Miss 'Chaoxi' with 'tide' as a homonym, meaning the blooming tide, soaring, and going upstream."

Such a glorious favor is enough to shock the day and night.

Tightly clutching the placket of his chest, his fingertips turned white at dawn and evening, but he still tightened more and more tightly and did not have the consciousness to let go at all, feeling his heart beating slightly, as if he remembered something, and his tone was light.

"What is the surname of the Prime Minister of the Xinghan Continent?"