The proprietress swallowed the words "Sir, take care" before she could finish them. She looked at Ji Xingzhi who had just walked to the door and immediately turned back. Before she could say anything, she heard Ji Xingzhi's slightly anxious tone say, "Proprietress, can I borrow your place to hide for a while?"

"Hide?" The proprietress looked puzzled.

Ji Xingzhi didn't have time to explain to the proprietress, and had already walked around her and into the cloth shop. After passing the partition, he saw a wooden door.

Ji Xingzhi hurriedly opened the door and saw a colorful scene. It was a medium-sized courtyard with three bamboo poles tied together to form a rack. There were about dozens of racks, and bamboo poles were placed on the racks. Various fabrics were hung on the bamboo poles, including transparent white gauze, expensive brocade, and soft silk. In short, they were all cloth, and there was no place to hide.

At this time, Wu Fang and Ru Mei also turned around and pretended to look at the cloth. Wu Fang even asked the boss lady in a serious manner: "Boss lady, do you have this material in green?"

The proprietress was confused for a moment. After hearing Wu Fang's question and looking at the cloth in Wu Fang's hand, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "The green one is not..." Wasn't it just bought by you...?

However, before the proprietress finished her words, she suddenly saw Wu Fang making a secret gesture to her with a serious expression. At this time, a young man came in. Just by looking at his clothes, appearance and aura, it was clear that he was not an ordinary person.

Considering the unusual behavior of Ji Xingzhi and the other two, the proprietress was no fool. She immediately guessed that this newly arrived young man might have a grudge against the young man hiding inside, so she was very cooperative and smoothed things over: "No...it's suitable for this young lady. Look, the blue one really suits her temperament."

Wu Fang turned around thoughtfully and pretended to discuss with Rumei, "What do you think?"

Rumei was confused: "Huh?"

What's going on? Why did the Emperor hide like a cat at a mouse when he saw that young man? What's going on with Lord Wu?

Seeing Rumei's slow reaction, Wu Fang coughed lightly and said, "Don't you understand? I'll make you a new dress, why don't you hurry up and choose one."

Although Rumei didn't understand what was going on, she nodded and said, "Oh...Okay."

Then he pretended to pick it up.

Hua Yihen surveyed the cloth shop. Besides the proprietress, there were only a man and a woman selecting fabrics. Just then, he had clearly seen someone who bore a striking resemblance to the portrait of Xue Zhao painted by a woman from Anxianglou. How could he have suddenly vanished? There must be other entrances and exits to the shop.

"Boss, where is that young man just now?" Hua Yihen asked.

Upon hearing this, the proprietress nodded secretly. It turned out that he was here to cause trouble for that young man.

The proprietress glanced at Wu Fang and Ru Mei, pretending to be puzzled and asking, "Young Master? Besides you and that couple over there, I'm the only one here. How can there be any Young Master?"

The proprietress was too direct. She called Rumei so nervous that she choked on her own saliva and couldn't stop coughing.

“Cough cough cough!!”

Wu Fang reached out and patted Rumei on the back, looking embarrassed.

Seeing this, the proprietress curled her lips in embarrassment.

Hua Yihen narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly approached Wu Fang and Ru Mei.

At this moment, Rumei suddenly looked up, tears welling in her eyes, and said pitifully to Wu Fang, "Husband, I feel a little unwell. How about we go back first?"