Men's style...
Qi Moli stared at the ignorant young woman in front of him and said calmly:
"Where did you hear such a perverse thing, girl?"
Si Jinxing pursed her lips and looked up at him, saying, "Everyone says that outside, so I have to ask in person, right?"
Qi Moli looked at her and smiled, his eyes darkened, and he moved closer:
"There's no need to ask about this matter. If the princess wants to know, I can personally prove it..."
"No... no need. How could I be the ignorant person who spreads and believes rumors?!" Si Jinxing's cheeks flushed and she waved her hands quickly.
She found that this person was simply unable to speak properly.
Si Jinxing straightened her dress, looked up at Qi Moli, and said:
"The effect of the medicine I gave you at noon hasn't completely worn off yet. You can't drink alcohol tomorrow, remember."
Qi Moli nodded, staring at the young woman in front of him with burning eyes. He listened to her nagging but didn't find it noisy at all.
"Then I'll go back first." Si Jinxing couldn't stand his clingy gaze, so she lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
Qi Moli could only smile and say, "Well, if you have something to say, send someone to find me."
Watching the little figure walk out the door and get farther and farther away, I suddenly felt the urge to stop her.
He secretly calculated the days, and after her birthday, he would set the wedding date and bring her home as soon as possible.
When Si Jinxing came out of Jiuhua Courtyard, she saw Madam Lu, Yanfei and Luzhu standing outside the courtyard, talking to an unfamiliar girl.
Mrs. Lu saw Si Jinxing leave the yard, stepped forward with a smile, and introduced: "Princess, this is Qingchan. The prince asked her to be your personal maid."
At noon, she took the servants to the prince's room in Jiuhua Court, served the dishes, and collected the bowls and chopsticks, running back and forth four times.
Seeing that the future princess and the prince were having a pleasant conversation, he felt even more satisfied with her.
Si Jinxing turned to look and saw that the girl was wearing a black corset dress.
A few circles of winter plum blossoms were simply outlined on the belt of the same color with silver thread, highlighting her straight waist.
The cuffs were neatly tightened, matching the long sword at the waist!
What a dashing girl!
Is this the "second thing" that Qi Moli mentioned?
This green cicada is clearly a person, not a thing... No... It's a thing... Bah bah bah!
Si Jinxing gave up worrying about it, and saw the girl kneeling on one knee, clasping her fists and saying:
"This subordinate greets the princess. Qingchan will follow her from now on and protect her!"
The voice is clear yet sweet, with a hint of heroism.
Si Jinxing was very pleased. He raised his hand to help the girl up and said, "From now on, I will trouble you, Miss Qingchan!"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Qing Chan knelt down again and said:
"Protecting the princess is my duty. I dare not trouble you."
Si Jinxing turned to look at Madam Lu, and seeing her nod with a smile, he said:
"Okay, get up and follow me back to the General's Mansion."
The group of four left the palace, and the coachman glanced at the strange woman following behind Si Jinxing.
But he didn't dare to say much. He raised his whip and went straight to the general's mansion on Xuanwu Street.
The carriage had been moving for a cup of tea when Si Jinxing suddenly shouted "Stop".
Although the second young lady has never been favored in the mansion, she has caught the old lady's eye in recent days. No coachman would dare to offend her.
The driver stopped the carriage with a cry and asked, "What do you want, young lady?"
Lu Zhu, who was sitting by the carriage door, pushed it open and said:
“You should drive the carriage back to the mansion first. The young lady said that she had finally managed to leave the mansion.
Of course, I want to buy some small things for the old lady and the mistress back home."
The coachman thought so too. The young lady who had just returned home would naturally want to please the mistress of the mansion, so he let the few people get off the carriage.
This was the first time Si Jinxing went out shopping after returning to Beijing, and she immediately felt very relaxed.
Today happens to be the day of the Walan Street Night Market, which is held thrice a month in Jianzhou City. It is only the afternoon now, around four or five in the afternoon.
It was still early, but the lanterns on Dongping Street were already hung up, looking very pretty.
The hawking sounds along the street and the music of the singers in the riverside gallery merge together, it is so lively!
Si Jinxing vaguely remembered that among those shops, there was a pharmacy located on Dongping Street, called Jirentang.
The master and his two servants walked and stopped, talking and laughing, while Qingchan followed behind them with a cautious look on his face.
Soon, the "Jirentang" appeared in front of Si Jinxing and others.
The four of them were too conspicuous, so they did not go in directly, but pretended to select items from the peddler next to them.
Si Jinxing looked up and saw that Jirentang was quite large. It not only sold medicinal herbs, but also had doctors on duty.
I think this shop was also my grandmother's dream at the time, after all, she loved medicine so much.
Jirentang’s business is very good, with people coming and going, and the young man is very busy.
The middle-aged man with a goatee who looked like a shopkeeper was grinning from ear to ear...
How could this be what Zhou said, a business that was poorly managed and losing money?
Just then, a burst of crying and shouting was heard!
"Make way! Is the doctor from Jirentang here? Save our head!"
Si Jinxing turned her head and saw a group of people running towards her, surrounding a man.
The man was pushing a cart, on which lay a man, and beside the cart was a woman.
Before Si Jinxing could take a closer look, the cart had already been pushed to the door of Jirentang.
The man pushing the cart carried the man on the cart to the main hall of Jirentang and shouted hurriedly:
"Doctor, please come and save my brother. He scratched his leg while setting up the scaffold!"
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