Unexpectedly, a dark carriage blocked his stall.
The pulled BMW has shiny black mane. The carriage was luxurious, with deep black curtains blocking out the light. There were four guards with swords on both sides of the car, they were strong and murderous.
The street vendors were trembling with fear.
The person riding in such a luxurious carriage must be a well-known male figure in Yanjing. Anyone standing in front of his stall must not be here to buy anything. After all, he has run the stall for many years, and his customers are almost all women and children.
The vendor trembled with fear, and bowed to a guard beside the carriage, shaking his legs: "Gentlemen... I have not committed any crime... I don't know, I don't know why you are standing in front of me?"
The black curtain opened a crack.
A bony hand stretched out.
The finger points to a colorfully painted carp rattle on the shelf.
The guard took out his purse and said, "My master bought this rattle."
Street vendor: ...
The vendor took down the beautiful rattle with shaking hands. With trembling hands, he took the money from the guard. When the peddler looked up again, the magnificent carriage had already rolled across the wide road and sped away.
Prince Yan strode back to the palace with his newly bought rattle.
In the Glazed Pavilion, Shen Wei was leaning on the couch, selecting fabrics for new clothes to be made in spring, while Cai Lian and Cai Ping were playing with the children beside her. Prince Yan strode in, and the maid stepped aside tactfully. Shen Wei looked up in surprise: "Prince, you are back - what's in your hand?"
Prince Yan couldn't wait to get to the cradle.
When the baby saw King Yan, he immediately danced with excitement, stretched out his two chubby white hands, and babbled, as if saying hello to the King.
King Yan's heart melted.
After a busy day, the fatigue that had accumulated on King Yan disappeared.
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