Peerless favorite: the first princess

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It means that Qingfeng City has good local conditions and customs, is located in a location with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the whole city is almost rich, like a small rich country. /www>

That's all for breaking the sleeves, anyway, his city residents accepted it, which made many girls who were concerned about the status of the city lord's wife sad, and they all clamored that they would never marry in this life.

When the girls who shouted that they would never marry in this life got married for various reasons, a small silk shop opened on a certain street in Qingfeng City on a certain day.

From the day when the silk shop was opened, there have been many girls who have been in Huafang's heart since [-]. There are also wealthy ladies and married women who have come to patronize. The business is very prosperous, and everyone who sees it is jealous up. [

It is said that the owner of Silk Village is a very young man, and the man is handsome, just like their city lord.Although many of them have never seen the city lord, what they have seen is only a portrait. It is rumored that the city lord is handsome. There is really no one in this world who is more handsome than him. It makes many women feel ashamed.

Therefore, when they found out that the owner of this silk shop was also such a handsome young man, when the unmarried girls saw him, their hearts were thumping and their faces were blushing. Not daring to look up at him.

And they also found out that this handsome young man was not married. Those women who said they would not marry in this life but still married heard that they married too early, too early, otherwise they would be able to form a good relationship with this young man.

Because of this, this silk village spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and it spread in Qingfeng City.

It is said that the name of the silk farm is Yiwan Fanghua, which is a very poetic name, but it doesn't look like a silk farm at all.The owner of this village is a young man named Song Yao. The man always wears black clothes, and his black hair is always tied loosely at the end of his hair with a ribbon, which is very chic and comfortable.

It is said that Song Yao is unparalleled in beauty, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Danqing, and he will write poems for the portraits of girls who come to the village to buy silk.

In short, there are different opinions, all of which are about Song Yao's goodness, his beauty, and his talent.

"Miss Zhang, let's go." Song Yao stretched after seeing off the last customer of the day, and tidied up the shop to close and go home.

But at this moment, another guest came in, a beautiful woman in white clothes with plain snow, her black hair was casually rolled up.The woman is very beautiful, as beautiful as a banished fairy in the world, not stained with dust, what is even more amazing is that the woman's eyes are of different colors, one basket and one red, the beauty is shocking.

"Sorry, miss, the store is closed today, please come back tomorrow." Song Yao, who was arranging the cloth, raised his head and greeted the woman with a smile, but when his eyes touched that face, there seemed to be pain all over his body. What flows through, limbs and bones have experienced a catastrophe.

In past and present lives, what has been turning over and over again, to capture something.

The woman ignored her, and Xu Bu walked into the shop, followed by a young master carved in pink and jade.For some reason, the young master's opal eyes trembled uncontrollably the moment he saw Song Yao, as if he was desperately holding back something.

"Zhensheng, there is something on my face that makes the young master look so fascinated?" The woman walked into him, smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to stroke the beautiful cloth.

"No. Girl, have we met before?" Song Yao regained his composure, and still kept his eyes on the woman's face.

Why did he feel that this woman is so familiar, whether it's the eyebrows, or the frown and smile, it seems that he has known him many years ago.

"No." The woman shook her head, the eyes of her hands were as calm as a lake of autumn water.

"That's being rude to me. I always feel like I've met the girl somewhere before. Do you dare to ask the girl's name?" Song Yao came out from the cabinet and saluted like a woman, with an elegant and gentle smile on her handsome face.

The woman looked at him for a moment before speaking again. "Coincidentally, my name is very similar to the name of your store."

"Wan Hua?" Song Yao asked in surprise. [

"Yes, Wan Hua." The woman nodded, and began to look at the silk shop.

The layout of the silk shop is very simple, except for the cloth, just a few sets of tables and chairs, there is nothing else, just like him, his body is black, like a pool of green ink, revealing a touch of loneliness.

"Is this girl's brother-in-law?" Song Yao looked at the handsome young man who had been staring at him since he entered the door. For some reason, he felt that this young man was very familiar, especially those bright eyes.