It's not that Yan Qiqi wants to sprinkle salt on his wound, but that Xu Shian brazenly ran to the Chengguo government a few days ago. This is not a demonstration. What is it?

On this thought, she was even more angry. She drank all the wine in her hand and gnashed her teeth. "Fourth brother, do you think we are at odds with Duke Cheng and Duke Xu? Why don't you fight with our Yan family? "

Yan Bei looked at Yan Qiqi, whose cheeks were red and wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun face. He was vaguely drunk. The more he looked, the more lovely he was. He couldn't help scraping her nose. "Little fool, it's not a matter of making a rush or not. It's called fate."

"Your fourth brother, I don't blame anyone. People like me who live on the tip of a knife may lose their life one day. It's really no good for Miss Bai to follow me."

Yan Qiqi was even more distressed when he heard that his fourth brother was so open-minded. "Nonsense, the fourth brother is brilliant and powerful. She is short-sighted that people who love you can row from the south of the city to the north of the city!"

Yan Bei lost his smile. He was not in a hurry. Instead, he was in a hurry.

"Well, well, everything my family says is right. Come on, don't say these unhappy things, drink!"

……

Beijing has reached the midsummer season. In the scorching afternoon, Yan Qiqi lies lazily in the Pavilion by the lotus pool in a daze.

Huanxi peeled the iced grapes and then put them in front of Yan Qiqi. Looking at the spiritless princess, she felt very strange, "princess, you always like to go fishing in Penglai Pavilion in the imperial garden at this time. Why not go now?"

Since the princess came back from the Queen's Palace last time, she has been strange. She doesn't step out of the gate. She is in a daze every day except eating. Moreover, the meal is not delicious. She looks at the princess and is thin.

"Are you afraid that you have damaged the clothes given by the queen and that she will punish you?"

Worry about a ghost!

Originally, the queen was not kind. She soiled the clothes on purpose. The clothes sent by disgusting people will only make her more disgusting. It will happen sooner or later to tear her face. This time it's just a starter.

"Princess, that dress is the best of all your clothes. It's gone now. Shall I ask the tailor to make some more for you?" I'm glad to think everything for her. I think very carefully.

Listening to the happy self-care speech, Yan Qiqi's brain suddenly appeared. She changed her lazy appearance and jumped three feet high, "let's go shopping!"

Since she came to this strange world, she didn't have a good understanding of the customs of this era, and shopping is the fastest and most effective way to understand.

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In this strange world, from emperors to subjects, they all believe in Feng Shui and pay attention to the unity of heaven and man in everything. Even the streets of the capital are named after the four divine beasts.

Rosefinch, Shenwu, green dragon, white tiger.

At present, the market where Yan Qiqi is located is Zhuque street.

The streets here are full of conspicuous vermilion walls. The scales of glazed and emerald tiles are smaller than each other. The sunlight is reflected in brilliant and dazzling colors. People come and go in the streets, and the voices of people everywhere show prosperity.

Zhuque street is just another place to sell special things for her daughter's house, ranging from handkerchief flowers to pear wood dressing table.

Different from Yan Qiqi, who was full of interest, Huanxi had a small mouth all the time since she came out. Seeing Yan Qiqi was very interested in everything, she was even more puzzled, "princess, we can compare any of these things in our house. Why do you buy this?"

At the moment, Yan Qiqi was holding a silk flower in his hand. The workmanship looked very rough. There was even unfinished thread at the end. There were countless silk flowers collected in the princess's special warehouse, and they were all new patterns copied from the empress in the palace. It was called a delicate one to wear.

What made her more confused was that the princess had never worn the silk flowers in the house. Every time she wanted to help the princess wear them, the princess always said to bring fresh flowers, which looked vibrant. Therefore, the flowers in the house were almost picked, but those silk flowers with novel styles were tied up in the pavilion.

Hearing the happy murmur, Yan Qiqi just smiled and didn't refute. He still walked forward on his own. He was still happy and didn't understand the fun of shopping. He didn't have to buy it. Even if he looked at it, he would make people feel better.

Rosefinch street is very long. I've been wandering for half an hour, and I haven't even finished half of the street.

Yan Qiqi was bored and walked forward. He was suddenly attracted by a sign in front. In the middle of the bright hall, long feifeng wrote three words -- "spring Fang Xie".

The name is really interesting. Yan Qiqi thought of an ancient poem, "rest at will in spring, and Wang and sun can stay."

The three plain words, combined with this ancient poem, can even see a bit of dust.

With this name in mind, Yan Qiqi said, "it's very interesting here. Go in and have a look."

After they went in, they found that this place was selling Rouge powder.

Perhaps the store door is bright, and there are quite a lot of people inside. Many people like government ladies and wives are carefully selected in front of the counter.

After looking around, Yan Qiqi was surprised. It seems that no matter what era, cosmetics have great attraction for women.

The outer packaging of rouge powder here is very exquisite. It is the color of red flowers and willows that my daughter likes.

Seeing this, Yan Qiqi suddenly understood that it was no wonder Chunfang's business was so good. The rouge powder looked light, bright and colorful. It could be divided into several types just a peach.

This is similar to those modern lipstick with a series of color numbers!

However, she didn't want to buy it. She always felt that if she could wipe less Rouge powder, she would wipe less. After all, she was young and her skin was already full of collagen. Why should she paint it like a monkey's ass?

After a turn, Yan Qiqi was about to go out to see the next house. Suddenly, a few subtle voices came into her ears.

"Miss, I think this water rouge is more suitable for you. You must look good when you apply it. Maybe Xu Shizi, whose eyes are higher than the top, will bow down under your pomegranate skirt..." the voice was slightly flattering and proud.