Zhao Mingruo wore an apricot yellow silk brocade buckle placket on his upper body, and a wisp of gold and a hundred butterflies wearing a floral peach cloud satin skirt underneath, and the hairpins on his sideburns were small but exquisite, with a delicate appearance and extraordinary bearing.

The shopkeeper's glance knew that it was worth a lot of money, and the group in front of him was at least from an uncle's house, and only the daughter of the eldest lady raised by the big family would have such a bearing.

He hurriedly smiled and came up to entertain him warmly, "This lady, I don't know what you have."

Chapter 70 of "The Secret of Spring Boudoir": A lot of right and wrong is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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