Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 213 Want to win her heart?
"Just kidding, I want to choose some nice cloth clothes for my Xiaotong, it's getting cold." She rolled her eyes and walked to the cloth shop first.

Of course, I chose Ningji Buzhuang.

By the way, ask for news.

Qian Feihan landed on her slender and pretty back, her gaze softened inch by inch, and then followed her footsteps.

"Your Highness... Your Majesty?" The subordinate hurriedly caught up with him, handing over a large bag of money to the man.

Usually when His Highness goes out, Qingyang is the one who pays, but today His Highness is wearing a vest, so of course Qingyang cannot pay.

It's just that he was worried.

Your Highness using other identities to win the heart of the Princess is tantamount to making wedding clothes for others!

……

As the largest cloth shop in Nanyue Kingdom, Ningji Cloth Shop has branches in every city and state. The business is so big that it is definitely not short of money.

And Yun Weilan's third aunt is the jewel in the palm of the Ning family, how could she be short of money?

She was getting more and more confused.

She walked into the cloth house, just in time to hear a familiar woman's voice.

"In a few days, Xiliang and his envoys will visit. At that time, we will send some of our Nanyue court clothes to the women of Xiliang. Are your recent batches of fabrics not good enough?"

It's Yun Zhaolan and her plastic sister group.

"Miss Yun, this is really the best of our batch, why are you making things difficult for others?"

"I don't look good at all. You are like this, how can I explain to the princess?" Yun Zhaolan folded her hips, her tone was almost arrogant and unreasonable.

But for the shopkeeper, it was the most aggrieved. "In the past, these cloths were sent to the palace, and they were all made according to the same requirements. I don't know what is wrong with the batch of cloths Miss Yun said?"

Yun Weilan tugged at Qian Feihan's sleeve, and also moved over to watch the excitement.

Princess Xiliang came to make a wedding, what's the matter with them, they even have to make clothes to please each other?

Yun Zhaolan didn't know when she became Qian Rongxiu's entourage, and she especially flattered Qian Rongxiu.

At this moment, Yun Zhaolan reprimanded others with her hips on her hips, she didn't look like a lady from a great family.

She was probably annoyed, so she cursed out all kinds of ugly words.

Yun Weilan thought it was funny, and waited until Yun Zhaolan had scolded enough before opening her mouth slowly: "Oh, this Miss Yun is just doing things for others, is there any need to scold others like that?"

He also scolded the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

Tsk tsk, don't you want the etiquette of the noble lady?
Yun Zhaolan gave her a hard look, but was obviously stunned.

"You... a foodie?"

"Hehe, the princess has a name."

Yun Zhaolan's eyes stared like copper bells.

She knew that Princess Nanliang had become thinner and more beautiful, but she didn't know what "Xie Qingyue" would look like after becoming beautiful.

Until now...

"!!!!!!" Yun Zhaolan seemed to have recovered, with exclamation marks all over her face.

Yun Weilan cast a sideways glance at her indifferently, then turned around and picked up the tall and straight man who was silent at one side.

"Mr. Fu, what do you think of this cloth?"

When the man heard her pretending soft voice, he was soft and sweet.

He should have poured cold water on his face with a cold face, after all...he was really upset that this girl only had "Mr. Fu" in her heart! ! !
However, she couldn't resist the anticipation and cunning in Yun Weilan's full eyes.

"Well, yes, the material is enough to make clothes for Xiliang envoys."

Yun Zhaolan still stared at Yun Weilan, her eyes first glanced at her holding the man's arm, and then fell back on Yun Weilan's face.

"Xie Qingyue, you... how dare you play tricks on His Highness and deceive His Highness' feelings?"

Who cares about the cloth at the moment!
She only wanted to attack "Xie Qingyue".

His Highness treated this woman so well, but this woman actually...

"Hey, Miss Yun, you don't distinguish between public and private. If you don't like these fabrics, then please go to another fabric shop."

After Yun Weilan finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I see that this girl doesn't want to buy, she's just looking for faults. This kind of customer should be driven away."

"do you think so?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the man beside Yun Weilan, just in time to meet the man's sharp and terrifying gaze.

Although this young man looked plain, his aura was powerful and intimidating, like the arrival of an emperor.

He trembled all over, and immediately obeyed Yun Weilan's suggestion.

"Yes, you girl deliberately came to find fault, and even scolded my ancestors. I didn't expect that the first lady of Ning'an Hou's mansion would be so polite?"

"Come here, invite these ladies out!"

The shopkeeper was quite polite, using "please".

Yun Zhaolan immediately scolded: "What are you guys, how dare you let Miss Ben go out?"

Yun Weilan half-closed her beautiful eyes: "If you don't go out, I'm afraid you'll have to drive people away with a broom."

If Yun Zhaolan knew that this "Mr. Fu" was the Qian Feihan she was thinking of, would she still dare to swear like a shrew?

Ha ha.

Yun Zhaolan immediately turned to Yun Weilan: "I know all your secrets, believe it or not, I will tell His Highness everything about you..."

"Zhaolan, let's change to another one." It was Yun Zhaolan's friend who spoke first.

They probably couldn't bear Yun Zhaolan's embarrassing appearance by swearing at her like this.

Even if Yun Zhaolan couldn't swallow this breath anymore, she could only bite her lip and leave.

Before leaving, she did not forget to give Yun Weilan a fierce look.

"Xie Qingyue, just wait, I will tell His Highness your secret immediately!"

The more vicious she threatened, the more the smile on Yun Weilan's mouth spread wantonly.

Yun Zhaolan just went to sue.

Anyway, the Highness she said is by her side.

Yun Zhaolan walked away with a flick of her sleeves.

As soon as the people left, the shop fell silent.

Yun Weilan suddenly pulled over to the shopkeeper, and asked, "Is there any news about the family of the third master of Ning'an Houfu recently?"

Qian Feihan on one side suddenly looked up at her.

original……

She didn't come here to go shopping, but to inquire about the whereabouts of her third uncle.

only……

For this matter, she can obviously find him.

The shopkeeper paused for a moment before replying: "Ms. Ning's family has fallen out with her family, and now our master has cut off her financial resources."

"I don't know where their family went."

Hearing this answer, Yun Weilan was somewhat disappointed.

It turned out that the family of the third uncle and the third aunt had a falling out, no wonder they wanted to do business at the border.

"Thank you shopkeeper, Mr. Fu, let's go."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked away without turning his head when he saw the girl, and followed her footsteps easily.

"You didn't want to buy cloth for Yun Weitong to make clothes, why did you leave?"

Yun Weilan paused.

Standing by her side, he suddenly looked at her, and seeing her frowning, he had the urge to smooth the wrinkles between her brows.

Yun Weilan turned to look at him, and smiled: "Look around casually, it's better to bring that girl to choose in person someday."

During such a special date, of course she had to make good use of it.

"Let's go eat something delicious."

Before the man could react, she actually held his big hand directly.

The soft and warm little hand made him subconsciously want to hold it tightly, but he didn't move in the end.

Instead, he had to remind himself all the time that he was Fu Zeyu now.

"Princess, there are differences between men and women." He said dully, and pulled her hand away.

(End of this chapter)