"The little boy's clothes look very wide." Shu Yuan is a thirty-year-old middle-aged man, he looked at Lan Mo with an extraordinary temperament, and his heart was in awe, because of the dragon belt hanging on the waist of his shirt, even if he didn't know it, the Beihu Shu family all over the continent still had common sense, and only the dragon clan of the imperial dragon clan could use such a belt that symbolized identity. "Let's go into the house and have a cup of tea, I'll take a few sets of clothes and choose them for the little boy."

"No need, just set it up." Lan Mo smiled slightly, without pausing for a moment, took the clothes in the shopkeeper's hand, and quickly walked to the fitting room in the store. It's just that this face is inlaid with gold Ruyi and hung with purple gold lamps, which is comparable to the fitting room of the palace, but Lan Mo was puzzled for a while. Lifting a thick veil, there was a bedroom that could accommodate one person to sleep behind, Lan Mo leaned out, and was about to ask, but he saw the girls who had just gathered in a circle to watch the excitement, and they all dispersed.

Lan Mo sensed that something was wrong, and was about to open his mouth to ask, when a person walked in from outside the door, and the team behind him could be comparable to the scale of the royal family, "Shopkeeper Shu, I didn't know that Jinxiu Shop also does business for civilians." "The person who came was a woman wearing a vermilion silk skirt, and she wore a gilded ancient hosta on her head, which symbolized the status of nobility, and the pattern on the hairpin was a cinnamon representing the royal family.

It's just that the person in front of him, how can he be a member of the royal family, Lan Mo smiled lightly, and she didn't get angry, even if she was often in the Jin Palace before, she also understood that the Eastern Imperial Family only had one Bijie County Lord stationed in the Barbarian Tribe, this one, it could not be a person from the royal family, but with the symbol of the royal family, presumably, she wanted to get involved with the Dongfang Clan.

"Miss Yuwen, what kind of wind blew you here, come on, come into Baiying Pavilion and say, there is a commotion outside, you can't stay." Shu Yuan secretly pinched a sweat in his heart, and he suspected that the little son of the Dragon Clan had not yet come out, and then the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion who Tang couldn't offend the most happened to come in.

Yuwen Pian Butterfly gave birth to extremely good-looking Danfeng eyes, she walked up to Lan Mo, glanced at it obliquely, turned to the direction of Shu Yuandi, and whispered, "If my father knows that in order to make money, the shopkeeper Shu has actually reduced the quality of his clothes, presumably the aristocratic business in the north of the city cannot be done here with you." ”

"No, no, no." Shu Yuan hurriedly welcomed the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion in, but he was afraid that this pampered daughter would say more fierce words, and before Lan Mo was angry, he hurriedly sent her to Bai Ying Pavilion.

Lan Mo will not care, Yuwen Ji's daughter has a beautiful skin, but she is afraid that if she gets rid of this empty shell, her IQ is comparable to that of a yellow-mouthed child. Lan Mo didn't care how big the fitting room was that could be used as a bedroom, so she quickly changed it, and walked to the bronze mirror in the room to wipe her face, the obvious scar appeared again, she didn't plan to go out from the main door again, and Shu Yuan's good attitude gave her a good excuse, that is, how long she wanted to stay in it, it was fine, even if she came out of the eaves, it would not attract attention.

The eaves of the splendid shop are made of soft cypress, and the blue end lifts his legs to the pillar hook on the eaves, and the black hair is lightly tied with a knot, and it is hanging upside down on the eaves at the moment, and the hair like seaweed is gracefully waving in mid-air.

An inconspicuous knot fell from the beam, and when Lan Mo slipped out of the eaves, the knot that tied his hair was left on the ground.

Seeing from afar that his horse was still snorting at the back door of the splendid shop, Lan Mo was about to fly down, but he heard a movement from Bai Yingge, which was next to the fitting wall.

Yuwen Piandie's delicate voice is very easy to discern: "I have all the best materials here, remember my words, you must not sell them to a woman named Sun Miaomiao, as long as the surname Sun is not allowed." ”

Shu Yuan replied, "If you go back to the girl, some customers in our store are reluctant to disclose their names, how can this be good." ”

"This is your business, I don't care, I only know that the shops in Beicheng need my brother's espionage, and there are more people who want to do business here, and there are many of you who are the shopkeeper. If you are willing to help me, you are naturally a member of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and if you are unwilling, the little girl will not force it. Yuwen Piandie said domineeringly.

"That's natural, the small ones are so close to the eyes, and no one surnamed Sun can be put in." Shu Yuan complained bitterly, and was about to quit, but was stopped by the woman in front of him, "Don't let some random people come in in the future, which will affect my mood of buying clothes." ”

Shu Yuan nodded and went out with a frown.

"Miss, in fact, the shopkeeper is right, if Miss Sun doesn't say her name, who can know her." Changle is extremely well-behaved, and he talks like a song.

"Sun Miaomiao, that little slut, why rob the emperor with me, I think that I can stand in Shen'an Pavilion if I am good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as far as Sun Taiwei is concerned, she is just a woman of the Shu clan, and she happens to be surnamed Sun." When Yuwen Piandie said this, she actually hated to lose her ladylike demeanor, and Lan Mo, who was lying on the eaves, suddenly had a plan, perhaps, this is the best way to re-enter the Lianjin Palace.

One person and one horse parked at the most disdainful Shuya teahouse on Beicheng Street, where the back is backed by the splendid shop, and there is a rich village in front of it, plus the people who come here are all vassal and elegant literati and ink writers, who will take care of a chic boy who rides a horse calmly as before, but people with a little sharp eyes can still sneak a glimpse, and the scar on Lan Mo's face will be exposed at any time.

Yuwen Piandie held the skirt that mopped the floor in one hand and Changle's left hand in the other, and moved step by step to the whitewashed carriage. Rather than saying that Lan Mo was playing with a small fan pendant, it was better to say that there was a folding fan waving in her hand at this moment, she looked at the carriage driving out with a smile on her eyebrows, and said three times silently, one, two......

"Crunch-" The rock-steady carriage took two steps, the whole car tilted to the right in unison, Shu Yuan heard the sound, and hurriedly looked at it, the iron wheels that had been brushed with a thick layer of tung oil, solid as gold, were actually cracked in half, and then looked at the disgraced Yuwen Pian Butterfly in the carriage, and rushed down angrily.

"Uncle Tong, what's going on!" The hairpin on the head of the butterfly was tilted by half of his head because of the huge slide of the carriage, and then he looked at the Xiangfu slaves who knelt down in unison, and the big fat man who was called the same uncle explained in a loud voice, "Miss, it was fine when you came out, and Fang Cai was also ......."