When Murong Shuxiang came to Haoyuan, he was in a carriage, and he was asleep, so it was normal for him not to recognize the road. Rong Yuan had no choice but to lead the way in front.

In the evening, Tianyin City is very lively, it is the birthday of Emperor Yan, envoys from all over the world gather in Yanguo, have nothing to do, come to the street to appreciate the customs of Yanguo, and can also learn some strategies for governing the country. Especially the princesses who have never been far away, they are even more anxious to come out and see the world.

And Murong Shuxiang, a little girl with gorgeous hair appeared on Huangcheng Street, which was already attracting attention, not to mention that it was an extraordinary period, which was even more concerning.

"Xiang'er, it will be better to tie up your hair." Rong Yuan said, "I'll take you to buy some headdresses." ”

"Just a headband." Murong Shuxiang said and came to a stall selling rouge gouache, reached out to get the red hairband, but the hand stopped as soon as it was halfway out, she suddenly thought of the "two-foot red head rope", and she still had a white hair in the scene, so she took a grape purple, tied her hair, and tied it at will.

"Give you a wooden comb!" Chu Lingfeng picked up a wooden comb from the stall and handed it to Murong Shuxiang, "It's so smooth!" ”

"Mmmm, that makes sense! This one is not bad either! Rong Yuan said and threw a silver ingot to the stall owner, and then took all the things that looked pleasing to the eye on the stall.

There are as many as ten taels of silver, and the stall owner looks at the silver with his eyes shining, and happily holds it in his hand, not caring about what Rong Yuan is choosing.

Murong Shuxiang was a little dumbfounded when he looked at the jewelry that had been piled up into a mountain after a while, it turned out that Rong Yuan was still a "shopaholic", completely subverting the image of "indifferent and difficult to get along with" in the world.

"Brother Yuan, I only have one head, I don't need so much, a few headbands are enough." Murong Shuxiang said as he pulled out a few headbands from it.

"If he wants to buy it, you can take it, what's so polite!" Chu Lingfeng snatched the hairband from Murong Shuxiang's hand, threw it back to the "hill", and then asked the stall owner a piece of wrapper, wrapped the things, and put them on his back directly, "Shuxiang, where are you going to eat, I'm starving to death." ”

"I'm not familiar with this place, how do I know." Murong Shuxiang gave Chu Lingfeng a look of your idiot, "You have decided, I am responsible for spending the money!" ”

"Good ......"

"Yo-little girl, that's so domineering!" A man dressed in a crow-blue shirt appeared in front of the three of them, blocking their way.

Murong Shuxiang looked at the person who came, he looked quite handsome, but his body was thin, his face was pale, and he looked like he was losing both qi and blood. If it weren't for the large number of people following behind him, this appearance would have no momentum at all. How can this son be more "losing" than the flower thieves around her!

"Lord Yihou!" Rong Yuan smiled at the visitor: "I don't know why the Hou Ye stopped Rong?" ”

"Yo! Meet Ben Hou! So much better! Yihou laughed and said, "Ben Hou has taken a fancy to the little girl behind you." As he spoke, he gestured to the attendant behind him, and the attendant stepped forward and handed a silver ticket to Rong Yuan.

"The slave behind you is asked for by my lord, this is for you." The attendant said proudly.

Slave! Murong Shuxiang couldn't help but roll her eyes, and lamented in her heart, she just didn't wear luxurious clothes, how could she become a slave! I just don't know how much this "monkey" is worth for the slave. So he stretched out his head and looked, five hundred taels!

"Huh!" This person also looks down on Rong Yuan too much, and he wants to buy someone from Rong Yuan's side for five hundred taels, how can the little boy of the Dark Temple be short of this money, not to mention that this little boy is still willing to be in charge now.

Rong Yuan raised his hand and pushed back the silver ticket of his follower, "This person Hou Ye can't afford it." "The granddaughter of the doctor, who doesn't give a few thin noodles.

"One thousand taels!" Yihou heard the words and raised the price, "There is no slave in this world that Benhou can't afford!" As he spoke, he motioned to his attendant to add another five hundred taels of silver tickets.

"Lord Yihou!" Rong Yuan's face was slightly cold, "This girl is not a slave, if Master Hou is entangled again, it will be rude!" ”

"Bold!" The attendant with the silver ticket shouted: "How dare you be so rude to Lord Hou!" ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Yihou's face was grim, "This slave Benhou is going to be decided!" Come! Take it away for Benhou! As soon as he finished speaking, four or five people surrounded the three of them.

Rong Yuan and Chu Lingfeng protected Murong Shuxiang behind them, looking at a few people with a cold gaze, and the faint murderous aura on their bodies scared several people into not daring to step forward.

These people are used to following Yihou, and it is not a problem to bully ordinary people. But today, they met two people in the bloody rivers and lakes, so they naturally coaxed.

When you go out and bring so many people, are you ready to rob the people's girls at any time or prevent someone from seeking revenge! Murong Shuxiang sighed, "Brother Yuan, let's go!" Saying that, he walked in front of the two of them, walked towards Yihou, and passed by Yihou, without any obstruction, Rong Yuan and Chu Lingfeng were slightly startled when they saw this, and then they also followed, and when Yihou reacted, Murong Shuxiang had already disappeared. The vendors who originally planned to avoid harming the pond fish and the passers-by who planned to watch the excitement were also full of confusion, and then there was an uproar, and a rumor spread.

In the private room on the third floor of Shouyuan Building, the food has been prepared, and when they arrived, Rong Lin was already waiting at the door, it turned out that Rong Yuan had already made arrangements.

"Shuxiang, what did you just do, we can go so smoothly!" As soon as he sat down, Chu Lingfeng couldn't wait to ask.

Murong Shuxiang combed his somewhat messy hair and said, "Yishenxiang! It makes people have a brief mental trance. ”

"Oh? I was able to leave the Prince's Mansion yesterday because of this? Rong Yuan asked.

"Hmm." Murong Shuxiang nodded, she also used it when she left the Prince's Mansion, otherwise there would be no one to stop her, "Who is Yihou?" ”

"Uncle Yan Guoguo's old son, and he is an only son, so he is very pampered, relying on his power to run rampant in the township, it can be said that he is a tyrant in Tianyin City. Because he is a regular customer of Happy Place, I know a little bit about him. Rong Yuan said.

"With the support of the queen, it's no wonder." Murong Shuxiang said while tying his hair: "Why does he call me a slave when he sees me, it's not just because of his clothes." Murong Shuxiang thought about it and pulled Liuhai, who was hanging down, "Because of this!" "It's not a doubt, it's a certainty, everything has been very strange since she had gray hair, Ling Xiang who was killed by a cane, Lian Xiang who scolded her, Yao Lu Xia who avoided her, and some of Zhou Mochen's actions, all made her have doubts.

The two looked at each other when they heard this, "Alas! Chu Lingfeng sighed exaggeratedly, he didn't want to say it, but he didn't say that she might be in danger, so Chu Lingfeng could only helplessly tell the truth.

"Donglin has a race, named Qiluo, both men and women, are beautiful and extraordinary, but because of their appearance is different from ordinary people, they are also called the demon Qiluo by the world." Chu Lingfeng told the story, and the Qiluo clan led to a taboo dynasty in Donglin.