Qin Ye walked for a while with his hands behind his back, then noticed that someone didn't seem to be catching up with him, so he looked back.
Where are the people?
Look left, look right, it disappeared out of thin air?
He scratched his forehead suspiciously, and soon gave up the search. Zong Zhengchen is such a grown man, how could he get lost?
Ignore him and go shopping by yourself.
The streets were bustling with people busy with their daily lives, and the sounds of chatting and gossiping could be heard one after another:
"The Crown Prince is selecting a concubine today. I wonder which girl will be so lucky..."
"Oh, how can you say this is lucky? There are too many women in the Crown Prince's mansion. He likes every one he sees. If he marries into a family and doesn't get favored by them, it's just empty talk. It's really hard to be a widow."
"What's wrong with being a widow? At least I'll have enough food and clothing and live a life of wealth and glory..."
"Go and sell your buns."
“…”
Qin Ye walked around the store, strolled around twice, and then stepped into the clothing store he had visited yesterday.
Behind the counter, the shopkeeper put down the account book in his hand and came forward with a smile: "Sir, would you like to buy...Princess Chen...Princess Chen?"
He saw the woman's face with shock.
Highly recognizable.
However, he had no ill intentions. After being surprised, he bowed respectfully:
"It is our store's honor that Princess Chen has come to our store. I wonder what Princess Chen would like to choose?"
Qin Ye stroked his cheek gently.
I've gotten used to the birthmark on my face and forgot to remove it for a while. It seems I have to find a suitable opportunity to reveal my true face.
He smiled kindly, "The underwear I bought for my 'rebellious son' yesterday wasn't suitable, so I'm here to buy two new sets."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately understood what was going on and was so frightened that his anus tightened.
Rebellious son...
His Royal Highness Prince Chen?
sky!
Yesterday, Princess Chen bought an adult man's outer robe, but he gave her a pair of underwear for a five or six-year-old child...
This was an insult to King Chen, but King Chen didn't come to trouble him?
Amitabha.
God bless you.
The head is still there.
"Whatever style Princess Chen wants, we have it in here. Come in!" He respectfully led the woman to a long table, on which were items of various colors and styles.
Qin Ye took a quick glance.
Don’t use dark colors as they will fade easily. Also, as you wear it close to your skin, it will be unhealthy if it stays against your skin for a long time.
Don't wear those fancy styles either.
etc.
Why do adult men's pants have crotch openings?
This is so interesting!
Ahem——
Qin Ye covered his lips and coughed, then turned his head away as if he hadn't seen it, pointing at a white one, "Do you have a size?"
"What size would Princess Chen like?"
Qin Ye thought about it, stretched out his right hand, spread out his thumb and middle finger, and measured a distance.
The shopkeeper's eyes widened.
Such a big number?
It wasn't over yet. Princess Chen moved her hand out and added another hand at the same distance as before.
The shopkeeper: “……!!”
What a non-human!
A quarter of an hour later.
Qin Ye carried the box, paid the money and went out. The shopkeeper looked at the woman's back eagerly, then looked down at his own...
He picked up the abacus with inferiority complex and broke two beads into pieces with one bite!
.
Qin Ye took a quick look around, bought what he wanted, and then went home.
She was walking.
Leaving the most prosperous and bustling area in the center of the imperial capital, I gradually walked towards a place with fewer pedestrians. As I walked, I could smell a fierce aura behind me...
She paused and was about to turn around.
Suddenly, Jing Yi, who appeared out of nowhere, walked slowly towards him. He was wearing a black tights, with an extremely slender waist. His steady steps contained explosive power that should not be underestimated. He slowly drew out his sword.
He put the scabbard into her hand and licked it with his thin lips:
"Miss, don't look back."