Chapter 65 Old Mandarin Duck
black market.
Not only is it dark, but the wind is also strong.
Song Zijin was a little scared, so Xiao Linyuan quickly took the opportunity to hold her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, these people are just playing tricks."
"Um."
There were many people setting up stalls on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of things, many of which were banned by the government.
After walking for a long time, I finally found a pharmacy.
There were a lot of people coming here to seek medicine. They came early and were ranked tenth.
From a distance, Song Zijin saw a transparent cover placed in the middle of the store. Inside was a snow-white plant, and its roots were floating in the air, which was very magical.
Xiao Linyuan lowered his head close to her ear and whispered, "That one is the most useless. They trained him specifically to deceive people."
Song Zijin gave a thumbs up and said, "You really know everything!"
After waiting for an incense stick, it was finally their turn.
The shopkeeper, a fat man with a wide chest and narrow waist, looked between the two of them and asked, "What would you like to buy, my dear guests?"
"Cover the black bird." Song Zijin replied.
The shopkeeper was obviously a little surprised. "Just cover up the black?"
"Um!"
"Okay, come in." He pushed open a secret door, and inside the transparent cover was a black mud-like object.
Song Zijin recognized the genuine article at a glance.
Just as he was about to reach out to take it, Xiao Linyuan grabbed his wrist in time.
His nails scratched across the nanmu counter, leaving a cinnabar-colored mark.
Song Zijin's eyes widened with anger. It turned out to be a Red Scorpion fan!
"Bad guy!"
The shopkeeper's expression froze. "This is the rule of our business. If you don't understand, don't criticize me!"
How can someone live to such an old age without being able to curse or even pretend?
Xiao Linyuan pulled Song Zijin back behind him and protected her. He asked her lovingly, "Are you sure you want this medicine?"
Song Zijin nodded and wanted to untie the purse around his waist, but was stopped by Xiao Linyuan.
When he looked up at the fat shopkeeper, his face was full of majesty, as if his gentleness just now was an illusion.
"If you dare to be tough with my wife again, I'll smash your shabby shop! I want this thing. How much is it?"
The fat shopkeeper swallowed his saliva. He had never seen such a deterrent person in all his years working in the black market.
His attitude immediately straightened up: "I was just joking with my wife just now, hehe, I'll sell it for five thousand taels of silver."
Song Zijin pulled Xiao Linyuan's sleeve.
This Fuwu is specially used to treat women's diseases. It is true that it is rare, but few young girls will suffer from cold diseases like Zipei, so it should be priceless and in short supply.
"One thousand taels, will you sell it?"
These words were clearly meant as a bargain, but Song Zijin could sense a threat in them.
Is this how you bargain?
But she only had 700 taels on her, so 1,000 taels was a bit expensive...
Unexpectedly, the fat shopkeeper agreed immediately, took out the Fuwu with his own hands, and handed it to Xiao Linyuan.
Xiao Linyuan took out a silver note with a face value of one thousand taels from his pocket, but he didn't use Song Zijin's.
On the way back, Song Zijin would occasionally glance at the man next to him.
"Just ask if you have any questions." Xiao Linyuan wanted to touch her head, but he had no idea where to start, so he had to give up.
"That fat shopkeeper clearly didn't know your identity, so why did he kneel down so quickly?"
"Idiot, when you go out, your identity is given by yourself. If you are strong, he will be weak. Do you understand?"
Song Zijin disagreed: "Isn't it because the prince is tall and strong that he is afraid?"
Xiao Linyuan pinched her cheek and said with a smile: "Women can also be fierce and vicious. He is not afraid of you, simply because when you curse people, you only call them "bad guys". It's silly and has no killing power."
“…” She had never learned how to curse.
"I'll owe the money to the prince first. I'll save up enough as soon as possible."
Xiao Linyuan's face darkened, "No need to return it."
"You have to pay it back. Your money didn't come from the wind. I bought this for my sister. You can't take advantage of others for nothing."
Xiao Linyuan simply stopped talking, as he was afraid that this little thing would make him angry.
Although everything else is soft, his heart is as hard as a rock.
You were so close last night, but you became "someone else" after getting out of bed?
After walking out of the black market, Song Zijin quickly broke free from Xiao Linyuan's hand and rubbed the sweat on his palms on the hem of his clothes.
"Your Highness, please go back first. This Fuwu needs to be used in conjunction with other medicinal herbs. I have moved most of the herbs in the east wing to the clinic. I have to go there."
Xiao Linyuan lowered his eyes and glanced at his empty hands, feeling melancholy.
"Don't call me Prince outside, or you'll reveal my identity. Call me Lingzhi."
Song Zijin looked around and saw several people looking at them. She opened her mouth several times before she called out, "Ling, Lingzhi..."
This little girl's shyness made Xiao Linyuan very happy.
He finally understood why King You of Zhou was willing to light beacons to trick the princes for Bao Si. If she wanted the stars and the moon now, he would probably overcome all difficulties to pick them for her.
"I happen to be free, so I can go with you. You're easily bullied when you're dressed like this, and you can't curse. What are you going to do without me?"
After saying that, he took her hand again and walked forward.
Song Zijin staggered for a moment before catching up. Looking at his tall and straight back, she felt sweet in her heart.
There is still some time before curfew, and there are still many vendors selling their wares on both sides of the street.
When passing by the rouge shop, a branch of pomegranate flowers peeked out from the wall next to it. Song Zijin stood on tiptoe to reach the most beautiful flower on the branch.
Xiao Linyuan wanted to help her pick it, but Song Zijin held his hand and said, "I just touched it, I didn't intend to keep it. Flowers look best when they grow on branches. If you put them in the wrong place, they will wither immediately."
There was obviously something else behind her words, but Xiao Linyuan pretended not to understand.
He turned around and stopped a peddler whose bamboo basket was full of velvet flowers.
The peddler smiled and said, "Would you like to buy some flowers for your wife, old man? How about a magnolia? Look at these twin magnolias, they will make your wife look so pretty!"
Xiao Linyuan's fingertips trembled when he was called "wife". He took out two copper coins tremblingly, "Well, my wife likes flowers."
After choosing for a long time, he picked out a magnolia and deliberately moved his hands close to her temples. The branch of the flower caught on her fluffy wig and pulled half of it crooked.
The peddler's face turned red from trying to hold back his laughter.
Song Zijin blushed, grabbed the most beautiful peony in the bamboo basket and poked it at Xiao Linyuan's tattered felt hat.
The big red flower was stuck in his gray wig, making him look like the God of Longevity in New Year pictures.
Xiao Linyuan held the flamboyant peony with a proud look on his face.
An old woman selling caramel candy nearby laughed so hard she slapped her thigh and said, "Look at this pair of mandarin ducks!"
The people around were attracted by the laughter and laughed in a friendly manner.
Song Zijin sighed. Anyway, with such a thick disguise, no one could see her true face.
Thinking this way, I suddenly felt at ease.
I imitated his walking style and walked with a swagger.
Wang Ge, who was not far away and disguised as a passerby, shook his head and laughed.
Who could have thought that a prince falling in love would be like this?
After walking half the street, Xiao Linyuan pulled her to a stall selling hairpins.
"The money for the medicine is nothing to me. If you want to pay it back, why not buy me a hairpin?"
"How can they be the same? A hairpin only costs a few taels of silver..." Song Zijin was unwilling.
"The things you gave me are priceless in my heart."
Her slightly raised phoenix eyes were filled with deep affection, almost drowning Song Zijin.
Under Xiao Linyuan's patient coaxing, she chose a white jade hairpin in a daze.
It is carved with simple cloud patterns, but the quality is good and the texture is soft.
Xiao Linyuan was extremely happy.
She hid the hairpin in her bosom like a treasure and said, "I'll wear it for you tomorrow when I change into a moon-white robe."
Song Zijin was secretly looking forward to it. She had never seen Xiao Linyuan wearing white clothes before.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
