Looking at the ring broken into two parts in the box, Wang Qingluan, who should have been sad, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, it's okay. Please use this ring carefully. If it is repaired well, you will benefit from it in the future!" Wang Qingluan waved his hand, and then added: "Don't tell anyone about my coming today. You can wait. clear?"
"I understand, little one!"
Then a group of people cheered and pushed away like a tide, which made the people in the jewelry store confused. Why did Prince Zheng come to the door with such a big fanfare? If it were for that ring, the palace jade craftsman would definitely do it no worse than the master craftsman in their shop.
But why did he seem very happy after just asking, and then left?
"Your Highness, let me just say that Mr. Tang is a good person, right?" Cui'er said with a smile, "He went out early in the morning to repair your ring!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Qingluan glared at her: "I can only say that he is a caring person!"
After all, we had dinner together today, and Wang Qingluan also discovered that Tang Ping was not a good person like Long Yang, so now her thoughts are very complicated.
Now she is full of curiosity about Tang Ping. He is such a talented writer, but his handwriting is worse than what a dog can chew. His behavior is different from others. Even when facing his father, he can talk smoothly. .
To the people around him, whether it was the two veteran guards or his maid, they were all polite and polite, and they were definitely not pretending. Wang Qingluan could just feel that he respected everyone around him.
It seemed that in his eyes, these people had no class distinction. This was the first time Wang Qingluan saw such people.
"Hey, it's a pity that Mr. Tang's couplet today didn't say about admiring flowers, admiring the moon and appreciating Qingluan!"
"Tui'er, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
The two grew up together, and in private they were just like sisters. What girl wouldn't be pregnant?
Can Cui'er still see that His Highness obviously has some different feelings for Tang Ping?
And she was very satisfied with Tang Ping. She was chattering at the dinner table today. Although she was more introducing Fuyang, she also asked about Tang Ping's news.
Now she also knows that Tang Ping is not yet married, and there is Zhuangzi near Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty. And from what Old Cui and Lao Du said, Zhuangzi is like a fairyland on earth, and even the Dongyue Palace is nothing compared to it.
It's a pity that His Highness cannot present himself as a daughter. Otherwise, given how much His Majesty loves His Highness, it would not be impossible for him to go to Chang'an to recruit Tang Ping as his consort.
As if he and Tweety had a tact, Wang Qingluan sighed and said: "Tweety, don't say such words again in the future. You know, I..."
"Your Highness..." Cui'er looked at her, and then whispered: "Isn't Your Majesty always looking for alchemists for medical advice?"
Wang Qingluan ignored Cui'er and looked outside in trance.
Sometimes she also wonders, if it was not her twin brother who died when she was three years old, but herself, would there be no such absurd things?
When Wang Xuanying was still the crown prince, the princess gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, but died soon after due to physical weakness.
As a result, Wang Xuanying was injured not long after. According to the imperial doctor, although it did not affect the sexual intercourse, it was impossible for another dragon son to come.
It happened that when Wang Qingluan was three years old, his twin brother passed away due to a cold.
Wang Xuanying, who was about to ascend the throne at that time, could only announce that it was his daughter who died in infancy in order to stabilize his royal power.
From that day on, Wang Qingluan took on the name Wang Qing.
Except for a few absolute confidants, only Cui'er, her wet nurse's daughter, knew her true identity.
In the past fifteen years, she had been studying and living as Wang Qing and Prince Zheng of Dongyue. Only occasionally could she and Cui'er sneak out of the palace to play in women's clothing for a long time.
Sometimes she herself doubts whether she should be a boy or a girl.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Cuier pulled Wang Qingluan's sleeve, pointed to the window on her side and whispered, "It's that bad guy!"
Wang Qingluan looked in the direction she pointed, and it turned out to be the person from Fuyu who wanted to blackmail him today.
"parking!"
The entire convoy came to an abrupt stop following Wang Qingluan's order.
"Your Highness, what's the matter?" the captain of the guard bowed and asked.
"Go and call the man from Fuyu who sells tortoiseshell turtles."
"Yes!" Although he didn't know why His Highness knew that the tortoiseshell seller was from Buyeo, he just had to obey orders.
"The common people have seen His Highness!" The Fuyu stall owner came to the car with trembling legs and bowed to salute. Just the voice coming out of his mouth could tell his fear.
"When you came here just now, did you step with your left foot first or your right foot?"
The stall owner was stunned. He never expected that he was called over by King Zheng of the East Yue Kingdom and asked such an inexplicable question.
But Wei Wei raised his head and looked at the Dongyue inner guards surrounding him, and could only whisper: "Okay... okay... it seems to be the left foot, right?"
"Is it the left foot or the right foot?" A stern voice came from inside the car.
"Left foot, it must be the left foot!" The Fuyu stall owner was startled and said quickly: "I'm sure it's the left foot."
"Okay! Then you are not allowed to come to this market to do business again, otherwise..."
The stall owner never dreamed of such a result. Why did he ask himself which foot to move first and then drive himself out of this market?
"Why... why?" He asked with courage. You must know that he has been selling or blackmailing in this market recently, but he has made much more than other places. If he is kicked out, he will be like this in the future. Making money is difficult.
"Because you stepped with your left foot first!"
After a sound came from inside, there was no more sound.
"Do you remember what His Highness said?" the guard captain asked while suppressing a smile. He didn't expect His Highness Prince Zheng to be... a little cute today. What's going on?
But since King Zheng has spoken, they can just do it. Don't say that King Zheng won't let this stall owner do business here. Even if King Zheng wants to close this market, they will do it.
The motorcade left Fangshi and headed towards Prince Zheng's Mansion, leaving the Fuyu stall owner paralyzed on the ground in despair. Did he go out without reading the almanac today? First, he was tricked into taking away a tortoiseshell bracelet, and it took him a long time to figure it out. Then, he was kicked out of this market, and he no longer even had a place to do business.
"Your Highness, that's great!" Cui'er imitated Tang Ping and gave a thumbs-up sign at the dinner table today, and then said with a smile: "You also said that you didn't think about Master Tang. Left foot or right foot? This is what people talk about at noon. joke."
"You talk a lot, I'm tired, I need to rest!"
He kicked Cui'er out of his bedroom, took off the tortoise shell bracelet from his hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, then sighed, then found a delicate box and carefully put it in.
