Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1328 Meeting Yingshun Again
Nantang Hutong is not far from Mulan Mansion, and I couldn't make a detour, so I readily agreed. 
The shopkeeper took out the package from the cabinet, and I opened it to see that it was not the gorgeous and novel style that girls like to wear, but some simple, elegant and luxurious cold styles, which are usually worn by young men and older ladies. Such ornaments.

When I first designed the styles, I also divided them into male and female categories. Unexpectedly, all the previous men's styles are here.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "I can see that, the person who ordered this batch of goods is a foreign businessman, saying that it is for the young master."

"It's really a big deal, who is so popular." I smiled and rewrapped the accessories and put them in the backpack. "Okay, then I'll run for you."

The shopkeeper asked me to take time to design more new styles while sending me out.After leaving Fulin Jewelry Store, I asked the coachman to divert to Nantang Hutong.

Not long after, the carriage stopped at the designated place, and I stepped down, only to find a large-scale house in front of me.

He knocked on the knocker, and an old servant opened the door.I explained my reason for coming, and the old servant praised me: "My son is waiting for you in the living room, go straight in, the big room directly opposite is there."

The old servant closed the door and went back to the hut. As I continued walking in, I looked around. The size of the house is not small, but it is a pity that there are not many servants in sight.

When I walked into the hall, there was no one there, and I saw a small door next to it, so I walked over and opened my head to look, "Is anyone there?"

This is a warm pavilion, and the interior is luxuriously and comfortably furnished.There was a soft chair with a high back facing the door, with half of the head protruding above the back of the chair, motionless quietly.

Until I made a sound, the man moved a bit, and I walked over. It turned out that this is not just a chair, but an extended version, more like a narrower bed.A son-in-law was sitting on it, reading a book under a thin sheet.

When I walked in front of him, I found that he seemed to be listening to the sound with his ears in a daze. When he suddenly turned his head to look at me, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's you?"

It turned out to be Yingshun who I haven't seen for a long time!
On the way back home from Nantang Hutong in the carriage, I still hadn't recovered from the shock I had just seen Yingshun, and wondered if I should tell Changan about it?
(End of this chapter)