Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

Shui Ningyan replied perfunctorily, but unexpectedly, Helan Mosu became interested in her words, and looked at the faces of passers-by on the street.

"How do you feel?"

"Look at the pedestrians who are being greeted and sent off on the street. Some walk slowly, with a hint of confusion on their faces. They must be wanderers who have nothing to do all day."

"And those people who don't have much expression on their faces but walk in a hurry must be busy running around for their livelihood. I am thinking, will these people feel empty or troubled because of this?"

After Shui Ningyan finished speaking, she glanced faintly at the side street shop from the corner of her eye, and then turned her eyes to look elsewhere.

Helan Mosu stopped walking, with a smile on his lips. "I don't want to know what they are thinking, but what Aifei is thinking, I'm afraid I also have some experience, why don't you tell me?"

Shui Ningyan smiled faintly, and replied with a lot of effort: "Everyone has a little bit of confusion from time to time, and my concubine is no exception."

"Oh?" Helan Mosu folded the paper fan in his hand, looking like a son of the capital, looking at Shui Ningyan with a pair of peach blossom eyes, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said: "My son has never done what you said. So confused."

His tone was quite proud, and Shui Ningyan looked up at him, only to see several women beside Helan Mosu looking at her, whispering to each other, their faces could not conceal their excitement.

Shui Ningyan smiled faintly, and whispered to Helan Mosu: "The prince is very charming, and my concubine is not a stingy person. If there are some girls over there that you like, you might as well marry them home and be a concubine." ?”

When He Lan Mo Su heard the words, he didn't turn his head to look at the women in the corner, but just looked down at Shui Ningyan, his eyes were dim.

"The prince doesn't know yet, so Aifei is such a magnanimous person?" Helan Mosu's voice was low and indifferent, making it hard to tell if he was angry.

Shui Ningyan smiled faintly: "The concubine is not generous, she just thinks of the prince."

"So..." Helan Mosu said, looking at the women in the corner.

After only a glance, she turned her head to look at Shui Ningyan who was standing quietly beside her, and smiled faintly: "Vulgar and vulgar, how can you compare to this beautiful woman beside me?"

While talking, Helan Mo Su reached out the folding fan in his hand to Shui Ningyan's pointed chin, raised her head slightly, and looked at him.

"The prince praises the concubine so much, the concubine is very happy." Shui Ningyan silently avoided Helan Mosu's teasing, and looked at him with clear eyes.

Smiling faintly, He Lan Mosu stepped forward, took Shui Ningyan's hand, and led her to the street shop that her eyes touched just now.

Shui Ningyan was slightly surprised, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Young master, do you want to accompany Madam to look at the jewelry?" The boss saw that He Lan Mo Su was dressed in extraordinary clothes, and his gestures were full of grandeur, so he rushed out to welcome the two of them in by the door.

Helan Mosu nodded casually, with a slightly lazy voice: "Take out the best jewelry in your store and choose for my wife."

Shui Ningyan smiled secretly in his heart, his self-proclaimed words were very smooth, and he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met, he claimed to be the son of Chu State.

Shui Ningyan smiled faintly and kept silent, watching the boss take out the jewelry from the palace and put it on the counter.

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