Taking over a box of rouge, Mu Chujin sniffed lightly, only to feel a fragrance of rose essential oil rushing to his face, which was really good. "Xiaolan, how about buying you a box?" Turning his head, he looked at Xiaolan, whose cheeks were pink, with a faint smile.

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved her hand, "How can you do that?" I'm a maid, how can I ask the lady to buy something? ”

Mu Chujin stuffed the rouge box into Xiaolan's hand, rolled her slender eyebrows and eyes, and with doting, she raised her hand and nodded Xiaolan's forehead, and said angrily: "You! When did I treat you as a maid? You've always been my sister. ”

"Father-in-law...... Miss ...... "Gripping the rouge box in her hand, her slender eyes were shining with watery light, Xiaolan bit her lip, and she was so excited that she couldn't speak.

She is a lonely little girl, at the age of seven years old hometown disaster, parents and relatives starved to death, in order to survive, endured the pain to bury the remains of relatives, to the imperial capital to seek a way to live, it was then that I met the little princess, although she sometimes played the temper of the eldest lady, but rarely beat her, three meals a day never less, she went from hungry to food, if there was no princess, she would have starved to death on the street.

"Seeing that your master and servant are so affectionate, I will give the girl another box, how about buying one and getting one free?" The middle-aged man selling rouge gouache proposed.

Mu Chujin smiled and nodded.

"Then thank you, boss!" Xiaolan excitedly took another box of rouge and couldn't stop thanking the boss.

Looking at Xiaolan's vigorous and innocent face, Mu Chujin muttered: "The master and servant are deeply ......" His eyes froze.

"Princess, what are you muttering?" A small head sticks out.

"Didn't say anything?" Mu Chujin opened the head that blocked his vision, and there was a shallow smile in his eyes. Suddenly, a hard stuff was stuffed in his hand, and when he looked down, it was a crimson rouge box.

"Princess, give it to you, one for each of us." Innocent eyes, shining with a sparkling light.

Mu Chujin flashed, and the goose-yellow figure had already jumped to the front. The smoky thin eyebrows were raised, Mu Chujin's heart was slightly warm, as if she had been gently touched, looking at Xiaolan's lively figure, she still couldn't believe that the incident had something to do with her.

What to do? Some things are irreparable once they are spoken, and the damage caused cannot be remedied, should she ask, should she not doubt, if she asks, it means that she does not trust her, if she does not trust, then why treat her as a sister?

She has never wanted to be involved in the whirlpool of feelings, thinking that the most difficult thing in the world to grasp is feelings, but in the experience after experience, she has been floating in the whirlpool of emotions, and she always can't pull away.

Since this is the case, then we have to accept and face it, and always avoid it is not a way after all.

Looking up again, I saw Xiaolan stopping in front of a jewelry stall, facing a pair of silver hairpins, Mu Chujin walked over and looked at it, it was a pair of beautiful hairpins, inlaid with round beads, and a water-blue gem embedded in the beads strung with silk threads. It's blue, like the deep color of the sea.

"Xiaolan, do you like it? Why don't I buy it for you? ”

"No...... I don't want to ......" Xiaolan shook her head, her face was slightly pale, and her lips kept trembling.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

Sensing Xiaolan's changes, Mu Chujin gently hugged her thin shoulders and raised her hand to probe Xiaolan's forehead, but the worry in her eyes slowly cooled when she saw Xiaolan's panicked expression when she looked at the broken flower silver hairpin.

Could it really be that this matter has anything to do with her?

Suddenly, the bottom of my heart throbbed violently, like being lightly pricked by an embroidery needle, although it was not fatal, but it made you really hurt.

"Princess, Xiaolan is fine, let's go......" Grabbing Mu Chujin's hand, Xiaolan stiffened and walked forward.

Mu Chujin only felt that the hand he was holding was cold to the bone, and he was still trembling slightly, what happened to Xiaolan? She Mu Chujin never believed that it was Xiaolan who handed over the hairpin to someone else, causing her to be killed and imprisoned.

The streets are full of traffic and pedestrians.

After what happened just now, Xiaolan was a lot quieter, she was often distracted when she walked, and sometimes she didn't know when she met passers-by, the pair of small hands in front of her abdomen were tightly clenched, and her red lips bit out a row of tooth marks, she seemed to be trying her best to hide something.

Mu Chujin looked at all this, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, what happened to Xiaolan? If someone else forced her to do this, she could have said it, and she could forgive her, after all, she was still young and could be forgiven for not thinking about it.

"Sugar Man, delicious Sugar Man!"

The hawkers' cries are endless, and the tempting sweet fragrance comes to the nostrils.

As soon as her eyes moved, the girl took a few steps and caught up with the old man selling candy in front of her, "Old uncle, I want to buy you a candy man." ”

"Okay, girl, pick one?"

Slender fingers swept over the candy people of different shapes, funny or beautiful, the crystal eyes blinked, and then the tails of the eyes slowly lifted up, and the girl under the mask smiled, "Old uncle, can you make one for me?" ”

"Could it be that the girl doesn't like this?" The old man's eyebrows furrowed, "But do you want to make another one or these styles?" ”

The corners of her mouth under the silver mask lifted slightly, and the girl said, "I'll draw it, you can do it." ”

After thinking for a moment, the faint old eyes were full of interest, and the old man nodded, "Okay." ”

Holding the pen lightly, the simple lines jumped on the paper, a lively monkey holding a long stick in his hand, and the auspicious clouds under his feet,

His eyes were slightly disgusted, and he looked naughty and cute.

When Mu Chujin put down his sleeves and put down his pen and paper, he found that he was already surrounded by people, "Girl, what is this?" So cute? How can a monkey hold a stick and have clouds under his feet? A man next to him asked.

"Ah......" Mu Chujin was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, and explained unhurriedly: "His name is Sun Wukong, don't look at him as just a thin monkey, he is a man who dares to love and hate the sky, do you see the stick in his hand?" Its name is the Golden Hoop Stick, and it weighs thousands of pounds. ”

"Oh, ......I see," the crowd nodded.

"Girl, the old decay is done, here you go."

Mu Chujin raised his hand to catch it, and saw that the sugar man was vivid, exactly the same as the painting on the painting, small and delicate in his hand, very cute.

"Mother, I want one!" The crowd resounded with the sound of children.

"Okay, mother, I'm going to buy it for you!"

"Boss, I want one too!"