Xin Yu returned to the East Courtyard with He Qingxiao's thank you gift, and Xiaolian greeted him and picked it up.

"Wait a minute." Xin Yu put the wooden box on the table and opened it, and took out the little monkey.

"Ah, it's the zodiac." Xiaolian looked at the vivid jade withering and exclaimed.

Xin Yu put the little monkey on the dresser and asked with a smile, "Isn't it interesting?"

Xiao Lianmeng nodded, "Did the girl buy it?"

"No, it was sent by Lord He."

Xiaolian deliberately glanced at the little monkey and praised: "The most interesting thing in this set of zodiac signs is this little monkey, Lord He is very good at giving gifts, and he must have chosen this set only because he knew the girl's physiognomy."

Like Kou Qingqing, Xin Yu is a monkey, and she deliberately took out the little monkey, indeed because of this.

"Put the rest away."

After explaining Xiaolian, Xin Yu looked at the dressing mirror.

The eyebrows of the person in the mirror are picturesque, calm as water.

Thinking of He Qingxiao's question, she put her hand on the little monkey and rubbed it gently, and a guess came to her heart: Lord He...... Doubting her true identity?

To the world, she is Kou Qingqing, and no one will associate her with Wanyang, who is thousands of miles away.

Lord Kehe knew that she was not Kou Qingqing, so her similar appearance to the eldest princess of Zhaoyang was the biggest flaw.

But nothing was revealed on his face......

Xin Yu raised his hand and stroked his cheek, a hint of happiness in his heart.

Fortunately, the person who knows her secret is Lord He.

On the first day of the next lunar month, it was supposed to be the day when Xin Yu returned to Shaoqing's mansion, but on this day, Mr. Song Ling's new book "Journey to the West" was officially released, not only did she not go back, Duan Yunlang also volunteered to help in the bookstore.

The old lady who received the letter was happy to see it.

Duan Yunling observed his words and saw that his grandmother was in a good mood, so he tentatively asked, "Grandmother, can I go and help my cousin?"

"Go ahead, but don't run around, I'll come back with your second brother when you're done."

"Thank you, Grandmother!"

After Duan Yunling returned to the room, he changed his clothes and went out happily, but was blocked by Duan Yunhua halfway.

"The third sister is going to Qingsong Bookstore?"

Duan Yunling didn't answer Duan Yunhua's question, "Is there something wrong with the second sister?"

Duan Yunhua sneered, "You and Kou Qingqing are getting better."

"Cousins, what's so strange?"

Disgust revealed from Duan Yunhua's eyes: "I'm curious, you defend Kou Qingqing so much, what benefits can she give you? Will those dozen shops reward you with one, or will they bring you good luck?"

Thinking of the wealth that Kou Qingqing had, Duan Yunhua felt uncomfortable.

Next year, she will marry into Guchangbo's Mansion, and her family is buying her a dowry one after another, at this time, Kou Qingqing takes away so many shops that can make money, which will inevitably have an impact on her.

and Guchang Boshizi, who actually went to drink with Kou Qingqing alone, completely ignoring the fact that he had already married her, what a pair!

Duan Yunling looked at Duan Yunhua's expression with cold eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "Cousin Qing has already given me a lot of benefits, but the second sister can't see it. Trouble the second sister to let me go, it's time for me to go out."

"Stop!"

Duan Yunling looked at her, "Second sister, is there anything else?"

"I'll go with you."

Duan Yunling's face was surprised: "Second sister is also going?"

"Why, can you go, can't I go?"

"Not really. It's just that today's bookstore is definitely crowded, after all, the second sister is the future lady of the prince, if she bumps into someone and is squeezed, and it reaches the ears of Guchang Bofu, I don't know if it will have an impact on the second sister......

Duan Yunhua's face changed slightly.

Duan Yunling smiled, and Shi Shiran left.

Duan Yunhua wanted to lift his heels, but his legs seemed to take root, and finally he was so angry that he stomped his feet and turned around and went back to the room.

At the Qingsong Bookstore, as soon as the announcement of the new book was posted outside, it was immediately crowded with people.

"Mr. Songling has a new script!"

"Really? What's the name of the book?"

"The title of the book is 'Journey to the West.'"

"The title of this book is a bit flat, how does it look like a travelogue?"

Normally, the book shouldn't be called "Butterfly Fairy", "Apricot Fairy", and "Fox Fairy", "Journey to the West" is boring to listen to.

"This is Mr. Songling's new book, I still want to buy it and read it."

People who have this idea are in the majority, and this is the benefit of Mr. Writing being famous.

A group of people poured into the bookstore to buy "Journey to the West".

"Two hundred texts a book, you can take it." Liu Zhou handed "Journey to the West" to the guests who came to check out, and shouted loudly.

"What? Only 200 Wen? Why is it so cheap?" The people in the back were puzzled.

The price of the book on the market is between 200 and 500 Wen, and the specific price is related to the number of words, the quality of the paper, and the Mr. Writer, etc., and the most common price is 3 or 400 Wen.

Mr. Songling's new book only sold for 200 yuan, which people did not expect.

"Journey to the West is a very long story, this is only the first volume, and the number of words is less than that of ordinary books." Liu Zhou explained loudly, not delaying his movements at all.

The man who got the book in his hand nodded, "It's a little thin."

Although the number of pages is less, the price of 200 wen is attractive enough that some people who are still hesitant because of the title of the book decide to buy it.

Anyway, it's only two hundred Wen, if it's not good-looking, I won't buy the back one.

Liu Zhou saw that more and more people were pouring in, and shouted loudly: "Don't crowd, don't crowd, you can buy it if you line up."

Duan Yunlang also helped maintain order.

"Meng Fei, Da Yuan, why are you here too?" Seeing his classmates in the team, Duan Yunlang's eyes lit up.

The prisoner named Dayuan sighed: "It's hard to catch up with the holiday, of course I want to see Mr. Songling's new book for the first time, I didn't expect so many people."

Meng Fei smiled and asked, "Yun Lang, have you seen it?"

Duan Yunlang hurriedly waved his hand: "Of course I haven't read it, I only knew that the new book was released today."

My cousin promised him to wait for the bookstore to call the foreign and give him a copy.

Just as he was proudly looking at the book for free, Duan Yunlang found Duan Yunling who was hesitating in the crowd.

"Third sister, why are you here?" He hurriedly squeezed through.

"I heard that Cousin Qing is selling a new book today, I'll see if I can help."

It's just that I didn't expect that there were too many people.

"Then you come in first." Duan Yunlang pulled Duan Yunling in and shouted at Xin Yu, "Cousin Qing, the third sister has come to help."

Duan Yunling's face turned red.

Xin Yu smiled and walked over, "Cousin Ling came just in time, and she just needs someone to help keep accounts."

When Duan Yunling had a pen in his hand and an account book, the crampedness that had been born because of too many people suddenly dispersed.

It turns out that it's nothing to do things in front of people.

The news of the release of Mr. Songling's new book has spread more and more, and there have been many people who have come to buy the book, and those who have bought the book can't wait to look at it.

Meng Fei glanced at the title of the book in disgust and opened the book.

He wanted to see what kind of story was written in this travelogue-like notebook.