The owner of the "Beast" shop heard the sound and rushed over, "If this girl likes it, you will have to sell it today, or you will have to sell it if you don't want to."
The young man didn't seem to hear, and only protected the skirt.
Wenren Qianjue was confused: "This is" "Hey, girl, you don't know something.
This beast is my son.
When he was a child, he was a famous child prodigy in our Zhuang Fengcheng.
He is good at everything."
At this point, the boss had a hint of lust in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"When he was eleven years old, he ran out of the city to play with some neighbor children and came across a ghost town that had just appeared."
"ghost town" "It's really creepy to talk about that city.
Since ten years ago, it has sometimes appeared near our Zhuangfeng City.
But no one knows where it came from, and no one has seen anyone coming out of it.
I just heard that the city There were noisy sounds, and it seemed quite prosperous.
Some brave people went in, but never came back.
We ordinary people called it a ghost town."
The boss couldn't stop it.
I see Wenren Qianjue already had some concerns in his mind, so to speak The ghost town the boss talks about is like a floating city that can stop at any time.
Wenren Qianjue was curious and asked a few more questions: "So, Mr.
Ling?"
"Peng'er was curious and walked in.
When I rushed over, the ghost town had disappeared.
The child's mother was so sad that she passed away.
I thought there was no hope, but unexpectedly he came back five days later.
After he came back, he went to his mother's house.
He cried in front of the coffin and refused to say anything else.
He asked me for the materials and made this dress.
I don’t know how many people have taken a liking to it.
Even if you are stubborn, you won’t sell it at a sky-high price.”
Wenren Qianjue thought that when he was only about ten years old, he could actually create such a magical product.
His talent and talent must be more than that.
The boss added: "After he came back from the ghost town, I don't know what kind of evil possessed him.
He wanted to go back every day.
I couldn't stop him.
It's strange to say that many people have mistakenly entered the ghost town in recent years, but the city seems like He knows people well, but I won't let him in.
He just stands outside the door and says some incomprehensible words.
Everyone knows that my child prodigy has turned into a fool.
I have been so devoted to him over the years."
At this point, the boss paused.
"This is the only son.
There is no other way.
Over the years, there are still girls from good families who have fallen in love with him, but this beast has said that he will never marry him.
I think he cares about that dress as much as he cares about his wife.
Alas" Wenren Qianjue figured out the whole story and raised his eyes with a smile: "Boss, your last name is your honor."
"I don't dare to give you my surname.
The villain's surname is Qi."
The boss was frightened.
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"Then let me call you Qi Peng."
The boss nodded: "You have a bad name and a bad name, which is not enough for a girl to worry about."
"Sister, you are here, making it easy for Xiaoyan to find her."
Xiaoyan held up a white silk rhombus skirt and said happily: "Sister, would you like to wear this?"
Wenren Qianjue interrupted and led Xiaoyan back to the front.
After walking a few steps and looking back, Qi Peng was still there, with his handsome eyebrows relaxed and hugging the silk skirt.
Like hugging a lover.
Xiaoyan teased Wenren Qianjue and asked, "Sister, why don't you say anything?
Do you like it or not?"
A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
Wenren Qianjue was thinking about Qi Peng and said without even looking at it: "Xiaoyan picked it, of course I like it."
Xiaoyan said oh, and said slowly: "I knew sister would like it, because before leaving, Mr.
Ye told Xiaoyan how sister liked it."
The words "Ye Gongzi" were bitten very clearly.
Only then did Wenren Qianjue come back to his senses.
That person It's strange that someone as cold and cold as His Majesty Seventh Prince would care about such a thing.
Wenren Qianjue said without even thinking, "Have you made your choice for Xiaoyan?
Once we have chosen, let's go."
Ouyang Junnuo stood at the door, tall and tall, and the small purple gold abacus around his waist exuded a low-key luster.
His smile against the light was particularly beautiful: "Let's go."
When they went out, they realized that it was already getting dusk, and the three of them walked towards the inn.
That night, we rested at the inn.
"Qianjue" In the chaotic night, Wenren Qianjue walked alone in the countryside with his sword in his back.
The trees cast shadows, but the darkness was thicker than the surroundings.
The full moon in the sky suddenly shone brightly, but it illuminated nothing.
The darkness seemed too thick to dissolve.
"Qianjue, I'm here."
The timid voice was filled with tears.
It was unfamiliar but had a fatal attraction.
She had to follow the sound.
Closer, closer.
She finally stopped in front of a darker shadow.
"Mother," Wenren Qianjue asked, "Is that you?"
A piece of white skirt appeared in the shadow.
Just when I was about to see the person in the shadows "Wake up" When he opened his eyes, he saw the girl's face that looked huge due to the close proximity.
"Sister, wake up," Xiaoyan turned to Baili Suye happily.
"Hmm," Baili Suye responded calmly while sipping her tea.
Wenren Qianjue was still depressed because of the voice and the white skirt in her dream, and suddenly came to her senses: "Why are you two in my room?"
"I came in through the door."
Baili Suye opened his lips indifferently, and his dark eyes were covered with thick eyelashes, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.
When he went to the clothing store yesterday, His Royal Highness did not go.
Wenren Qianjue realized that something was not right when she came back to have dinner together and then went to bed.
Why does His Highness the Seventh Prince, who is such a cold person, not dislike Xiaoyan?
Could it be that they have known each other before?
She stood up lazily, with a lazy smile that was a bit ruffian: "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, when I went to bed last night, I locked the door."
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The man's voice was still indifferent: "Xiaoyan opened the door for me."
"Xiaoyan" Wenren Qianjue turned around and asked.
Xiaoyan avoided answering: "Sister, do you think Xiaoyan's new clothes look good?"
She said while spinning lightly in place. change. through After one night, the girl had already washed herself and put on new clothes.
The whole person is very different from before.
Her original slightly slender but watery eyes, black hair, and fair and tender face are reflected in the pink acacia silk clothes.
Apart from the weird feeling, no one would believe that she is a young princess from a wealthy family. .
"Yeah, it's pretty."
After a while, Wenren Qianjue realized that the little girl in front of him was really Xiaoyan.
As if to confirm, I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
She lazily got out of bed, and the dream she had just had was very clear, as if she had experienced it herself.
Wenren Qianjue knew that he had encountered the soul-obsessing technique again.
Thoughts flashed through her mind, but she didn't say them out.
The person behind her didn't want to let her go, and she couldn't catch him for the time being, so she didn't want to speak out and make others worry.
As long as we get to Gu City, we need to find a way first.
"Your Highness Seventh, if nothing happens, let's go have a meal.
We don't have to rush after dinner."
Wenren Qianjue raised her eyes with a warm smile, as if the ice and snow were melting for the first time.
Ouyang Junnuo disappeared somewhere and did not appear.
"The time and place where Gu City appears is not fixed.
Whether you can find it depends on your luck."
Baili Suye's long, white fingers tapped on the table intermittently.
Hearing this makes people choke.
I almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
So after leaving the imperial city for thousands of miles, it’s unclear whether we can find that place.
But His Highness Seventh Prince and Ouyang both looked very calm.
Can these two people be more reliable?
but Thinking of what the owner of the tailor shop said yesterday, isn't it very similar to the Gu City described by His Highness Seventh Prince?
Could it be that the ghost town is haunted near here?
Since it has happened before, it will still be possible in the future.
Wenren Qianjue stared at her with a gentle smile on her lips: "It doesn't matter, I am still here alive, which means I am lucky."
"Eat, eat."
Xiaoyan pulled Wenren Qianjue and walked out.
Baili Suye also stood up leisurely, walking like a jade mountain about to fall, indescribable grace and dignity In the private room, Ouyang Junnuo had already asked someone to prepare meals.
The food is delicious and delicious.
Zhuang Fengcheng does have some good cooks.
When eating, Ouyang Junnuo was also very careful.
He selected Wenren Qianjue's favorite food and put the dishes into her bowl.
Wenren Qianjue ate seriously without any awareness.
After eating, Wenren Qianjue returned to the room, changed out of her black clothes, and put on the clothes she bought at the clothing store yesterday.
When she came out, the other two were startled.
The elegant outfit brings out Wenren Qianjue's already beautiful face, which is less cold and more tender, and her appearance is elegant.
The smile on Ouyang Junnuo's lips was warm and indifferent, and the light-colored lenses hid the dark look in his fox eyes.
He adjusted his glasses, stretched out his hands, and said like the legendary prince: "Qianjue, you are beautiful."
Ouyang Junnuo did not hesitate to praise him, and he spoke frankly and gently.
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The back of her ears couldn't help but blush.
In fact, Wenren Qianjue couldn't get used to hearing such words.
However, she still said lightly: "Thank you."
Ouyang Junnuo helped Wenren Qianjue walk down the stairs.
Even Wenren Qianjue himself found it strange.
But that kind of atmosphere made it impossible for her to say a word.
It's really like the person who arrived late at the dance.
Below, Baili Suye was dressed in black clothes, covered with dark patterns of white peony roots, and countless elegant and eye-catching flowers fell on him.
It actually had a gorgeous and enchanting flavor.
But his dark eyes were devoid of any emotion.
The sharp thin lips were pursed tightly, like a knife, and the beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloomy coldness, giving him a bit more evil beauty.
Xiaoyan stood next to Baili Suye, looking at this and that.
In the end, she could only shrug and pretend that she didn't see anything.
When Wenren Qianjue walked down, Baili Suye turned around and walked outside without even looking at her.
Xiaoyan swayed and followed him out.
Since what happened that day, every time I get along with His Highness Seventh, I feel a little awkward.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes darkened, and his ruthless aura gradually covered up the layer of unhappiness.
He also let go of Ouyang Junnuo and walked out.
After Baili Suye turned around, he held his hand firmly.
There was a crescent-shaped mark on it that was so painful that even he couldn't ignore it.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his handsome face.
The whole person was covered in mist, so hazy that he raised the corners of his lips, and a stunning sneer spread, turning the thin sweat that oozed out into ice beads.
It fell from his face.
Xiaoyan followed beside her with pouted lips, "Tsk, tsk, why doesn't my sister understand?"
She didn't want to talk much, so she also got into the carriage.
Several people walked a short distance in a carriage, and the atmosphere in the carriage was silent.
Baili Suye was leaning against the beauty's chair.
He was alone in a corner of the large carriage, as if the air around him had frozen.
His eyes were half-closed like the dark night, as if he was sleeping.
Ouyang Junnuo was chatting with Wenren Qianjue.
Suddenly, the carriage outside stopped.
"how" Ouyang Junnuo's slender fingers opened the curtain of the carriage, and a trace of doubt appeared on his gentle and handsome brows.
The driver turned around and said, "Well, there is a city ahead.
The city gate is closed.
I don't know how to get there."
Hearing the voice, he was obviously confused
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