"Hmph."

Ji Qingge snorted coldly, and after making up his makeup, he stepped forward and grabbed Di Jinxuan's wrist. Unconvinced, he said: "I ask you, if you want to eat lip grease, why don't you buy it yourself?" ”

"Even Concubine Ai is a lonely king, and she can't eat Concubine Ai's lip grease?" He looked down at her with a condescending attitude, and said.

"Okay, then it's all yours. Sister, I'm going to wear no makeup and no cosmetics when I'm older. Look who else you're bullying to go. Ji Qingge looked innocent and said aggrievedly.

"Except for bullying you, the Lone King has no one to bully. If you feel aggrieved, then the lonely king will bully and bully you. ”

Di Jinxuan put the "Wind and Moon Chapter of the Xiliang Heart Sutra" on the wooden table in front of her, flipped through the pages one by one, and asked, "The moves on this are up to you." Whether it's front and back, up and down, the posture is up to you. ”

"Hemp sells skin!"

Greetings to the eight generations of the ancestors of the rogue prince.

Even if she has read a little picture book, she is still a pure person after all. Not only was the body and mind clean in the previous life, but also in this life. Even if you're a little ambiguous with him occasionally, it doesn't cross the thunder pool, does it?

How could she be so uninteresting as she imagined?

"The war horse of the lonely king is a priceless treasure that cannot be sold; Even if you sell a horse, you don't skin it and sell it separately. How could such a cruel thing be done by a civilized person like the Lone King? ”

Di Jinxuan skillfully dismantled the horse-sell-skin, and said to listen to Ji Qingge. Watching her jump to her feet in anger because of this, he was secretly happy in his heart.

Whoever dares to bargain with him, then he dares to say, has not yet been born!

Even if his princess wanted to bargain with him, it would depend on whether he rewarded her with a few thin noodles. His eyes glanced at Ji Qingge lightly, and said proudly: "Go out of the palace." ”

After speaking, he quickly turned around and walked towards the wooden door of the bedroom.

"Hey, hey!"

Looking at Di Jinxuan's figure leaving in a hurry, she stepped forward quickly, and hugged his tall and thin body tightly behind her. begged bitterly: "Creditor, take me out of the palace." As long as you take me out of the palace, I will depend on you. ”

"Huh?"

I was scolding him angrily just now, and I want to say it so soon? When he's a three-year-old, or what?

Although he didn't quite understand what Ma Selling Skins meant, he could guess from the expression on her face when she spoke at the time, and he could also perceive that it was not a good word.

The person who dares not to speak civilized language in front of him, I am afraid that she is the only one Ji Qingge.

If it weren't for the fact that he really liked her a little bit in his heart, I was afraid that he would have reasoned with her a long time ago. They are all descendants of the Yan family, and General Ji's wife is so gentle and elegant.

Yes?

It's a shame that she's still someone's biological daughter. Even if it's a different soul, it can't be like this, right?

Let's take a look at her cousin Xiyun......

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock at the door.

"Third brother, it's me. You asked me to go out of the palace with you, and I waited for you for half an hour. Di Jinxi's voice came from outside the door, a little lazy.

"Just come."

Di Jinxuan forcefully pulled Ji Qingge's hands apart, hit the tip of her nose with the index finger of his right hand, and said coldly: "When the lonely king wants to skin the horse and sell it, it's not too late to take you out of the palace." ”

"Don't, don't mind, creditor."

The hands that had just been torn apart by Di Jinxuan hugged his waist tightly. Ji Qingge was not afraid that he would quarrel with her, but he was afraid that he would leave the palace alone and leave her in the Star Spark Palace.

She was inconvenient to inquire about his return date, and she could not inquire about it.

Because of the existence of last night's hanging of his appetite, some seemingly unhindered topics have become a little secretive.

Ye Yiyang, who died in the Lost Valley, was a friend of his fourth brother before his death. The fourth brother asked King Gu to go to Yefu, and you will go too? Di Jinxuan asked with a funny smile.

"Go."

If you don't go out for a walk, how can you rescue Aunt Wu from coming out?

Besides, she didn't want to stay in the Starlight Hall until it got dark.

"Fourth brother, you and Yan Fengxing will go first, and your third sister-in-law will arrive later." Di Jinxuan took a cloak in his hand, handed it to Ji Qingge, and told Di Jinxi, who was waiting outside the door.

"Okay."

Listening to the footsteps of Di Jinxi leaving, getting lighter and lighter, Ji Qingge let go of the hands that hugged Di Jinxuan.

Ji Qingge quickly put on his cloak, followed Di Jinxuan out of the palace, and sat on the gorgeous carriage outside the north gate. Lifting the thick curtain and looking out of the car window, I saw that the carriage that Yan Fengxing and Di Jinxi were riding in was still waiting in place.

"Let's go."

With Di Jinxuan's order, the coachman shook his whip with confidence and drove the carriage to the location of West Street.

Looking at the pedestrians not far away, Ji Qingge couldn't help but show a funny smile.

She didn't understand why the thinking of the ancients was so feudal. Uncle and sister-in-law share a carriage, what do you have to mind? Isn't there his brother who walks with him?

Think about it, it's better for modern people, and there are not so many scruples to have.

On a weekend road trip, the family sits in the same buggy. How could the ancients appreciate that warm feeling?

"What are you laughing at?"

Catching a glimpse of the warm smile on Ji Qingge's face, Di Jinxuan couldn't help but be curious.

"Oh, the third son, my dear third son. Can I not be happy to see that you are willing to take me out of the palace? Not only am I happy, but I have to thank you. ”

She clenched her right hand into a fist, gently tapped on his back, and said, "I'll give you a surprise, a big surprise!" ”

"Sepu Ruizi, or Sepu Ru Aiko?"

Di Jinxuan raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said unhappily: "Ma sells skins, can you speak the language that is pleasing to the ears of this son?" ”

As soon as he saw the noble and arrogant emperor scolding, he still scolded without changing his face, which inevitably made Ji Qingge laugh. said: "You finally figured it out, are you willing to kill horses and skin them to sell?" ”

He snorted coldly and ignored her.

Without him interrupting, she happened to concentrate on admiring the snow scene of the ancient imperial city. When the carriage passed by West Street, Ji Qingge saw many beautiful women shopping with bamboo umbrellas.

She really didn't expect that ancient women were also crazy about shopping. It's still snowing like goose feathers, and those beauties are all wearing umbrellas to buy in the fat powder store, which is simply commendable.

"Don't pretend! Don't think that this son can't hear it, it's not a good word to sell horses. ”

Di Jinxuan flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully.

With just one sentence, Ji Qingge was speechless. Just as she was about to slowly lower the curtain and talk to him, five big golden characters in the shop in front of her caught her eye:

【"Jing Yue Feng Qian Zhuang"】

No way?

After she got married, she summed up with Di Jinxuan and said that she would borrow money from him to open a bank. First open a big one in the imperial city, and then go to the states to open a branch.

Even the name of Qian Zhuang was chosen by her and him:

"Jing Yuefeng."

Jing, which means that it is hoped that the business of the money village will be prosperous and the door will be like a market; Yue, in order to run the money village Tong Su is not deceitful, far and near the meaning of the guests are happy; Abundant, derived from "time and year".

Her complicated eyes swept over Di Jinxuan's face, and while she admired his high efficiency in her heart, she didn't forget to ask him: "Third son, this Jingyuefeng Money Village has been opened, but is there any urging the issuance of Xiyue coins over there?" ”