Three days after Situ Yunfeng's death, a simple and inconspicuous carriage set off from the back door of the princess's mansion.

Hiss –

Three horses roared, and the carriage had disappeared into the morning dew.

Mu Chujin raised his eyes and stared at the gradually fading car shadow, and his heart suddenly relaxed.

I hope Nangong Feiyu will live up to my trust and help me fulfill my wish.

The woman in the glow smiled slightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the silver mask shone with a soft light.

On the carriage, the man in black tugged on the reins, his dark eyes stared into the distance, and his slender white hands were beating with green tendons, energetic and vigorous.

He will definitely help her, no matter what happens, he must take care of her!

Count it as a return for gratitude! There shouldn't be anything else? He smiled wryly and comforted himself.

But when I thought of him asking her why she believed in herself like this, that sweet and crisp voice always lingered in her ears: "Don't use suspicious people, don't doubt people, since I use you, then I believe you, I, Mu Chujian, am willing to gamble once!" "Rhinestone-like eyes are full of confidence.

What kind of woman she is!

But it always aroused his curiosity, and he couldn't help but want to lift the silver mask and take a look at the face under the mask?

The corners of his lips hooked, the black clothes and black hair rose, and he drove into the distance.

The ancient avenue extending in all directions, the clean bluestone ground, the pedestrians on the road are weaving, and the hawkers are constantly shouting.

Mu Chujin was wearing a light purple Jiangnan Su embroidered shirt, holding a fan, walking on the road elegantly and calmly, with rhinestone-like eyes with a hint of curiosity.

These are antiquities! If I were to bring it to modern times, I would definitely be a veritable rich woman!

Mu Chujin thought, her steps couldn't help but be a little hasty, she had to buy a lot of things, in the twenty-first century, she was poor jingle bell, and now she is a princess of Mu Guotang, golden branches and jade leaves, eating, drinking, wearing and living, all five-star! She's going to spend a lot of money, a lot of flowers—flowers—flowers—

Xiaolan in the back has a sad face, when will this princess go shopping? It's been a long time? Why did the princess see that everything was so fresh, was it suffocated in the house? Looking at the large bags of things he was carrying, he wondered if he should hire a carriage later.

Look at the demeanor and snow of the people, follow behind indifferently, a glorious temperament and restrained, the appearance of a small girl dressed up all over the body, no white shirt with gold piping, only a blue-gray robe that does not pull a few pieces, how shabby and shabby it is.

This is also at the request of Mu Chujin, thinking that the popularity of Feng Rongxue is too high, and it will cause traffic jams as soon as it comes out, so Mu Chujin had an idea, and the truth is good: people rely on clothes, and beauty depends on makeup. Who else would recognize the demeanor and snow dressed like this? Despite this, it can still attract the sideways attention of passers-by.

Feng Rongxue raised her head, looked at the petite figure who plunged into the crowd again, and frowned slightly, why does this woman love to buy things so much? looks like he will never give up until he finishes spending, as if he has a grudge against money.