Prince Marrys into Farming Family

Meng Ling Xuan's thoughts were a little erratic. Suddenly, he remembered that when he was heavily injured and unconscious, he had drowsily opened his eyes. With a glance, he saw Song Xiangsi's pair of wet, bright, star-like eyes.

She did things cleanly, without procrastination or affectation.

She was a good girl, and the man worth the time would be treated with the most sincerity.

Thinking up to this point, the corner of Meng Fanxuan's lips slowly bloomed with a hint of a smile. It was like a warm spring sun, dispelling all the cold.

As Song Xiangsi spoke, he stopped. He stared blankly at the smile on the corner of Meng Ling Xuan's mouth, lost in thought.

For the first time, she felt that when this man smiled, he was actually so good-looking.

"Does it look good?" Meng Ling Xuan held his head with one hand as he looked at Song Xiangsi with a faint smile. A trace of evil flashed across his dark eyes.

Song Xiangsi answered hesitantly, "Yes."

However, when she realized what she had just said, her face immediately flushed red. She raised her head and glared at Meng Ling Xuan. Only then did she somewhat frantically stand up and blush as she mumbled, "Have you eaten? We still have things to do."

As he said this, without waiting for Meng Ling Xuan's reply, he immediately called for the waiter to come up and settle the bill. He lowered his head and left in a depressed manner.

"Heh —"

Meng Fen Xuan let out a low laugh, stood up, and slowly chased after them.

When Song Xiangsi exited the restaurant, she heaved a sigh of relief. Once again, she could not help but turn her head to look. When her gaze landed on the tall figure, it flickered for a moment before she quickly turned her head back.

Along the way, she walked in front while Meng Ling Xuan followed behind. The place that wasn't too far away didn't seem too out of place, which made Song Xiang heave a sigh of relief.

Moments later, the two of them passed through a remote alley on the west side of the city. They turned and turned, finally stopping in front of a somewhat deserted courtyard.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Meng Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at Song Xiangsi. He did not understand what they were here for.

"I've always heard that there is a very powerful embroidery lady in the county city, and I've heard that she is an old lady who has left the palace. The embroidery work is very good, and many people wanted her to give them some pointers, and some people even spent a lot of money to beg for help, hoping to invite her to the store to do some work."

As she spoke, she raised her head to look at the two lanterns hanging on the door. They were small, but they looked quite exquisite. She understood that this old lady valued the quality of life a lot.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "I went through many places before I found out where the old nanny lived. I thought that the shop's renovation was about to be completed, so it was time to invite her in."

Meng Huaxuan raised his eyebrows. He understood what was going on in his mind. He glanced around and asked, "Are you sure you can let the old lady into the store?"

Song Xiangsi's eyes flashed. She secretly squeezed her hands that were hidden in her sleeves before slowly releasing them. She shook her head, "I … I came here once before, but the old lady seemed to hate being disturbed and didn't have any intentions of leaving the mountain. She was kicked out the moment she explained her purpose of coming here. "

"These elders with outstanding abilities all have their own strengths. Since the old nanny came out from the palace, they must have some spare money in their hands. Not only are they not worried about food and clothing, they are also people who have seen a lot of things and are not easily moved by small favors."

His analysis was very clear, and Song Xiangsi nodded in agreement. How could she not understand what Meng Liangxuan was saying? So many people had tried to ask for the old nanny to come out of the mountain but had failed.

But Song Xiangsi felt that she had been preparing for so long that even the shop would have to move forward in the future. The marketing strategy was already set, and there was no reason for her to give up so easily.

Just as they were lost in thought, the door opened and an old lady appeared. She was wearing a sky-blue jacket with a hundred wrinkles under it. Her clothes were made of ordinary cotton, with dark green silk embroidered with flower patterns.

With just a glance, Song Xiangsi could tell that this set of clothes was not ordinary. Her thoughts of inviting the old lady into the shop became even more intense.

However, when the old lady saw her, her brows fiercely knitted as she coldly shouted, "Why is it you again!? As I said, I won't go to any clothing store to work, so just give up! "

His voice was shrill and the anger of the speaker could be seen.

Song Xiangsi took in a deep breath before smiling apologetically. He said happily, "Old Granny, don't worry. I'm not here to ask you to help out at the store. I have something to ask you."

The old lady raised her eyebrows, but she still didn't look happy. She said unhappily, "No matter what you do, I'm not interested. When I get old, I just want to rest at home. Don't be disturbed by people like you who don't know how high the sky is!"

She had made clothes for the concubines in the palace all those years ago, yet these ordinary merchants dared to ask her to make clothes. Where did this face come from?

Song Xiangsi could see the disdain and impatience on her face, but she pretended not to see it. Smiling, she took the gift from Meng Ling Xuan's hand and passed it to the old wet nurse.

"I've heard that you, mama, love Nanjin. A few days ago, you dragged your friend to order one. Take a look and see if you like it. Take it to make a set of clothes and take it as a token of respect from this junior."

Upon hearing Nan Jin's name, the old mama's eyes lit up. She then saw Song Xiangsi pass over the items. The two pieces of cloth were slippery and glowed faintly under the sunlight. It was obvious that they were no ordinary items.

It was indeed a good item!

Seeing the old lady's expression, Song Xiangsi knew that she had given her the right thing. Smiling, she took the cloth and compared it with the old lady's body, praising her in a timely manner, "Yes, this color is very low key and not too disrespectful. It's great for you, mama."

She was smiling so much that her eyes were curved, and she looked very pleasant.

The old nanny pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping over the two Southern Champions. In the end, she harrumphed, and did not intend to extend her hand to receive them, "It's better for Miss to take back the things without doing anything. I'm already old, and wearing cotton clothes is already good enough. I'm not used to these expensive things."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes and was about to chase them away to close the door.

Song Xiangsi's smile froze at the corner of her mouth. She did not expect the old lady to be so stubborn!