My husband is the future emperor

Maybe a woman's sixth sense is more accurate.

Yan zhixia still felt that Junzi Lin's sudden departure had something to do with her, "Han Han, you'd better go and see the king of Yunan?"

I'm afraid he will drive her out of the royal palace.

In that case.

There's no place for her.

"Don't worry about her." Gu Qingcheng urged, "eat quickly. After dinner, I'll take you to the south wind clothes Pavilion. I heard that there have been a batch of new goods there recently."

"South wind clothes pavilion?" it sounds familiar.

"Murong Xizhou opened it." Gu Qingcheng said, "I don't know what's in Murong Xizhou's mind. He's also in business. He can always come up with different tricks."

Because of his unique things, he basically made money in the business district.

"I don't quite understand." Yan zhixia glanced, with a bit of loneliness and inferiority in her eyes. For so many years, she had no money and status, and she didn't even have good-looking clothes.

When I came to the capital, I wore Gu Qingcheng's clothes.

"Xia Xia, why do you show such eyes?" Gu Qingcheng looked uncomfortable. "Everyone never understands. No one will laugh at you."

"Really (⊙ x ⊙)?" Yan zhixia was still timid.

"That's nature." only people with blank hearts will write secular on their faces.

In this life, Yan zhixia was found by Gu Qingcheng and saved her from Timur's iron palm.

But she was poisoned so badly that she lost her self-confidence and her original glittering self.

Gu Qingcheng did not dare to imagine the last life. Yan zhixia was not saved. How could she struggle in a life without identity, status and dignity?

Gu Qingcheng decided to transform her.

Let her be herself.

First, buy some clothes.

"Eat quickly. After dinner, we'll go to the south wind clothes Pavilion."

"But I have no money." Yan zhixia's embarrassed old face was red.

"You don't have me!" Gu Qingcheng took out his wallet and handed it to Yan zhixia, "mine is yours. You're welcome and enjoy the flowers."

Dad gave her a lot of dowry.

Not counting the silver that Junzi Lin pays her every month, she also has a lot of money herself.

Yan zhixia thought it was bad. She didn't want to take Gu Qingcheng's wallet, but Gu Qingcheng forced it into her hand.

"In summer, if I have two sweets, I'll have one for you." Gu Qingcheng looked very serious. "If I have three, I'll have one for you and the other for the beggar."

Gu Qingcheng was telling Yan zhixia that she had a very important position in her heart. She was willing to share everything with her and would never give more to herself.

Yan zhixia was moved to cry again. She held Gu Qingcheng and cried for a while, and then accepted the money bag handed by Gu Qingcheng.

She secretly vowed that she would make great efforts to become an independent existence in the future.

So as to take back his daughter and guard Han Han with her.

After dinner, they set out from the gentleman's house to the south wind clothes Pavilion.

On the way, he met a beggar. He came to Yan zhixia with a broken bowl and begged, "please help?"

Maybe he saw the money bag in Yan zhixia's hand, so he came to her.

Gu Qingcheng looked at his trembling hand and felt pity for him. He just wanted to say, "Xia Xia, give him a gold leaf."

Who knows, Yan zhixia took the broken bowl in the beggar's hand and said innocuously, "let me help you carry it for a while."

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

So, she thought the beggar asked her for help to help him carry the bowl?

He's asking for money!

sisters!

Yan zhixia, this is really a god like brain circuit.

Gu Qingcheng coughed twice and whispered, "he asked you for money. He didn't ask you to carry the bowl for him."

"......" Yan zhixia was silent for a long time before she realized what was going on. She smiled bitterly and said, "yes, give money, give money."

The old beggar nodded with a teachable expression on his face.

Yan zhixia turned in the front money bag for a long time.

Shit.

It was full of gold leaves, silver ingots and no one or two pieces of silver.

"Uncle, we have more than fifty liang of silver here, and we really don't have change for you." Yan zhixia looked guilty.

I can't help my uncle.

The old beggar touched his nose and said, "if there is no change, I can give it to you!"

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Yin zhixia: "......"

You can change fifty liang of silver?

With the current living standard of the people in imperial capital, this is a rich man.

Rich people wear rags for dinner?

"Cough..." Gu Qingcheng coughed and asked, "uncle, are you really short of money?"

"Well, No."

"All right."

Gu Qingcheng didn't want to delay his shopping mood, so he gave the old beggar a silver ingot and didn't ask him to find it. He left directly with Yin zhixia.

"Han Han, isn't that beggar very rich? You pay him back?" I'm not afraid he's deliberately cheating people's money?

Gu Qingcheng said dismissively, "it's fate. Since he has put down his dignity and asked for money, he must have something to hide. Even if he has fifty-two silver ingots, it doesn't mean anything."

What if he praised the money for saving lives!

Now he still needs money, so he has to.

Everything can't be so absolute.

Many things, if studied carefully, are not black or white.

After this episode, they enjoyed buying clothes in the south wind clothes Pavilion. They both chose the most popular clothes at present. Gu Qingcheng had a lot of clothes, so they mainly bought them for Yin zhixia.

The middle-aged woman in charge of introducing clothes looked up and down at Yan zhixia.

Yan zhixia was wearing old-fashioned and conservative clothes.

No way, Yan zhixia was introverted.

Gu Qingcheng's most popular clothes are neck and collarbone exposed. She really didn't have the courage to wear them. She thought it was too tempting, so she deliberately chose the most conservative clothes.

The neck won't show that color. It's earthy.

In the eyes of middle-aged women, they just have no money to buy good-looking clothes, and dare to visit such high-end clothes stores?

She said contemptuously, "Hey, can you afford the clothes here?"

Yan zhixia had an inferiority complex in her heart. The woman said that even if she had a lot of money, she didn't have the courage to buy it.

Gu Qingcheng heard the speech and said coldly, "how do you speak?"

The woman looked at Qingcheng wearing gold and silver and instantly changed her face. She said with a low eyebrow: "what I just said is the truth."

He glanced at Yan zhixia again and said, "just a girl. Is the monthly silver enough? How dare you come to the south wind clothes pavilion?"

"Say it again? What girl?" Gu Qingcheng was really angry.

"Besides, it's the same." the middle-aged woman said, "madam, the girl around you doesn't seem to have much money. How can she wear clothes in this place?"