Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

Soon, a low-key carriage drove slowly on the noisy street.

"Wow, mom, look, what's that! It feels like eating well!"

"Mom, and that, that man, how can he spit fire in his mouth? It's amazing. How did he do it?"

"What should I do? I really want to go down and have fun. There are too many delicious and fun today!"

In the carriage, the little steamed stuffed bun stuck out his head and kept pointing to the rare things outside. He jumped up and down and couldn't be happy.

Feng Jiuxi said helplessly, "that's persimmon cake. The one who spits fire is a trick. Be more calm. If you toss like this, I'm afraid the carriage will be overturned by you."

"Let him go down and play for a while." Yan Qing saw through some people's careful thinking.

Sure enough, the little steamed stuffed bun suddenly showed a hopeful look at Feng Jiuxi and waited for her consent.

It turned out that it was for fun. Feng Jiuxi shook his head. "Today, we just met a rally. There were too many people, so we can't."

"Ah... Well..." the steamed stuffed bun dropped his head and touched the white and soft hair.

Mu Bai in his arms also pulled the melon seeds with his small head and gave two weak "chirps".

The atmosphere in the carriage seemed to sink down at once, and looked at Yan Qing. Feng Jiuxi sighed helplessly and said, "you can go down, but you should ensure that you can't run around and don't be too far away from us, okay?"

"Hmm, I know! Don't worry, mom. I'll go down and have a look. I won't run far!" the little steamed stuffed bun's eyes were very bright. Mubai in his arms raised his head and shook his tail happily.

Feng Jiuxi was not at ease and let Biyun follow him. He was relieved to see that he stopped at the place where the fire had just erupted.

"Let's go down for a walk too." Yanqing took her hand and said.

In fact, Feng Jiuxi has been itching for a long time. It's rare to come to such a busy place. If she doesn't go out to see how she can afford it.

So as soon as Yanqing said this, she nodded almost without hesitation, "let's go!"

The urgency of the tone seemed to wait for him to ask. With a smile in her eyes, Feng Jiuxi coughed awkwardly.

When the curtain was lifted, Yanqing jumped down and stretched out her hand to drag Feng Jiuxi down, very considerate.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many people. Handsome men and beautiful women are still such a loving couple.

Feng Jiuxi curiously stopped at several small stalls with masks and lanterns, picked up a flower face mask and made a gesture on Yan Qing's face. Looking at the original handsome eyes covered by the ugly mask, a woman joked: "well, it's so beautiful."

"Buy it if it looks good." Yan Qingxiang didn't want to, so he waved to yuan you to give money.

Feng Jiuxi picked up several again and again. Before she could choose, Yanqing had already thrown all the things she had reached out for into Yuanyou's hand.

"Well, I haven't chosen yet!"

"Choose? You've bought it. Go back to the house and choose slowly."

"What do I need so many masks for?"

"As long as you like, you can buy whatever is useful or useless."

Yan Qing said this and gave yuan you a look. The latter knowingly threw a huge silver to the stall owner. The latter couldn't see the seam in his smiling eyes. He thanked him all the time!

"What a loser..." Feng Jiuxi couldn't help muttering. Her eyes turned and suddenly her pupils narrowed fiercely.

"Son!"