Feng moye got up slowly, picked up the porridge on the first few and smelled it gently, "this is how many herbs to replenish qi and blood!" the corners of his mouth couldn't help raising a good-looking radian, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were slightly filled with a warm smile. He took the spoon and put it on his lips, sipped it, and said "yes!" with praise. He couldn't help laughing. The smile was like the green after the snow mountain melted. It was pure, quiet and beautiful!

Shangqiongguo Market

The master and servant went out of the palace and passed a ready-made clothes shop. Shen Xingyue went in and looked at it in a hurry. She pointed to a man's wide sleeved brocade dress with white dark background.

"Picking Jade --" Shen Xingyue picked her eyebrow, tilted her head and called angrily.

"You - you - you" Caiyu stared at the person in front of him like a ghost.

"You what you!" Shen Xingyue stretched out a finger and picked up Caiyu's chin, laughing so that people saw that some scalp was numb.

"Miss, no, princess, you can't!" Caiyu looked frightened.

"Oh? Who is the master?" Shen Xingyue immediately smiled and let go of the jade picking. She was a little unhappy.

Caiyu was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy: "you are the master. Caiyu knows it's wrong and asks the princess to spare her slaves!"

"Get up. If you dare to persuade me again, don't follow me in the future!" Shen Xingyue raised her feet and walked out. The boy of the ready-made clothes store immediately caught up with him, "dear, you forgot to pay for your clothes!"

Shen Xingyue paused and looked at the boy. He was eleven or twelve years old. His bones were a little thin. He looked good.

"Didn't forget!" Shen Xingyue said faintly. "Pick jade and take out my clothes!"

"Thank you! The original price of this dress is thirty-three Liang silver. I hope you can take care of the business in our store in the future. I'll charge you thirty Liang silver!" the young man said with a smile on his face.

"How much is this suit worth?" Shen Xingyue asked faintly, pointing to the direction of jade mining.

The boy was stunned. I didn't know what he meant, so he looked in the direction of Shen Xingyue's fingers. He saw Caiyu running out with his clothes. Then he understood. He turned his face and looked at Shen Xingyue again. "Your clothes -- small eyes, should be worth at least one hundred Liang of gold!" the boy felt his head shyly.

"Well, here are your clothes!" then he turned and left with Caiyu.

Eleven swords are really rich! A dress is worth a hundred gold? I just don't know if he knows if I'll spit blood when I exchange that hundred gold dress for a thirty Liang silver robe! At the thought of being angry with the wind, moye was in a happy mood and couldn't help smiling proudly on his face.

The boy was holding the dress in his heart. He looked like he had taken a great advantage, but he was not sure whether he could take it or not! Do you want to report to your boss before making plans? Hesitating, I saw a dark shadow flash in front of me, the clothes on my hand were gone, but there were more money bags under my feet. After being scared stiff for a moment, the boy looked around warily, picked up the money bag tremblingly, and found that there were fifty liang of silver in it! He looked flustered, squeezed his purse tightly, put it into his arms quickly, and staggered in.

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"Eh? What are a bunch of people doing?" Shen Xingyue was curious. She tiptoed through the cracks and looked inside. "Sell your body to bury grandpa? If you have no money, dig a hole and bury it. Why do you have to sell your body?" Shen Xingyue didn't understand. You're dead. Why not bury it? You have to pay for freedom, pedantry!

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