How about tea?

I suddenly remembered that last year, my mother gave her a packet of tea every month. She never drank that kind of tea. Her mother said the tea was called "afternoon sunshine". She had never drank this tea. When she first drank it, she felt that the taste was a bit weird. She thought it was the taste of the tea itself, but she didn't want it. The tea was added with a strange medicine to reconcile her constitution.

Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you really have good intentions.

Secretly stretched his fingers and gently touched Su 帛, looking at the portraits, he seemed to see his mother's noble and cold face. In my heart, a sharp pain suddenly occurred.

My dear mother, why don't you treat yourself better!

"Purple fan, you're abandoning the remaining half of my skill now. I want to practice this set of knives." Raising his eyes, there was a trace of firmness in his eyes.

"Okay!" Zi Mi answered.

"Miss, King Wang really doesn't show any affection to you? Why, since he identified Yi Yingxiang who was hurt by the young lady, why did he still give the lady half of his power? King Wang, maybe he also shows affection to the lady Yes, "Zi Mi said suddenly.

"Purple fan, what you said is the most incredible joke I have ever heard in this life." Cried coldly.

Will it be affectionate for her to be smokeless all night? What if it's affectionate? She is disdainful! She must not be as paranoid as her kin.

The next day.

Because he was determined to practice the "Lieyun Sixty-four Style", he decided not to go to the sea for the time being and live in a secluded place first. If you sell your jewelry, you should be able to change some silver and rent a quiet courtyard.

She can't practice in Mo Xunhuan. Besides, Mo Xunhuan is really not suitable for her practice. He took them all night last night, and she was already grateful.

Early in the morning, Seorei took Qing Mei and Zi Mi to bid farewell to Mo Xunhuan. No one had seen Mo Xunhuan, Sakurako said that he had gone out in the morning. Secretly asked the Sakurako to tell him and went out.

When looking at Mo Xunhuan's residence in the daylight, the rough bricks leaked, and it was even more ugly under the sun. They walked out of the narrow alley and came to East Street.

What surprised me was that, unexpectedly, the dark and extremely dark East Street was very lively and prosperous.

Because it is a place where interracial people live together, although the location is embarrassing, but the residents come and go in different costumes, gorgeous and weird, so although the street is very rude, it also makes people feel To a sense of prosperity.

东 This East Street is a market where Han Chinese and foreigners trade. There are many shops on both sides of the street.

I really couldn't figure it out.

After all, Mo Xunhuan is the prince. Even if it is the prince of the island country, he should not be so poor. He is so poor that he wants to live in such a noisy and ugly place. Moreover, the other princes were all greeted by the guards and maids, and several guards followed them wherever they went. Mo Xunhuan seemed to be alone wherever he went, and no guard was found to protect him. There were two maids, but one was disfigured and the other was disabled.

It is clear that he was not valued by the South Vietnamese dynasty, otherwise he would not live in such a humble place.

Selman walked on East Street, Qingmei was attracted by the strange things on the road from time to time, and picked it up from time to time to see.

He paused in front of a shop that sold pearl necklaces.

When she came out of the King's Mansion, she had nothing on her body. Only the twelve silvers raided from Beidou and Nanxing last night. And she heard about her mother-in-law yesterday, and she did not want to go back to her father to ask for silver. That home, she was determined not to go back.

She was thinking about selling off her jewellery for some silver. There are not many jewellery items, the only ones she cherishes very much, but she is very reluctant, but after all, she is cruel and determined to sell.

铺 This shop is very large. Obviously it is a more prosperous shop here. It is directly opposite the shop door, and there is an ebony shelf with some strange things on it.

At present, Seser pulled Ome and Zi Mi to the store.

The shop is very spacious, but the light is dim. At the counter next to the window, a tall man was holding a bargain with the shopkeeper. Look at that coarse cloth, not who Mo Xuanhuan can be.

"You are so shabby, it's so shabby, where is worth one hundred and two silver, up to twelve, and you can't increase the price. If you think it's OK, let's close the deal. No, you can go elsewhere." Said quietly.

"No. Twelve. Can't you see that this is an extremely precious puppet? At the beginning, I bought it for twelve gold. The sound quality is excellent, you listen to it." The strings are plucked by hand, and the clear and melodious voice flows in the dim shop like a natural sound.

I was bewildered by the unvoiced voice of the shopkeeper, and stretched out two fingers, and said, "I will add you another twelve, twenty-two. If not, you will go elsewhere." After that, the shopkeeper stood up and greeted him.

"Three girls, do you want to buy or sell something?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile on his face.

"Okay, twenty-two deals." Mo Xunhuan turned and said, seeing Suther, he was clearly stunned, there was a flash of color in the beautiful black eyes.

He didn't feel uncomfortable selling himself here. He smiled calmly at Seser, and said, "Girl, Jiang, are you ... want to sell something?"

He smiled quietly: "Yes, I came here to sell things!"

One is a foreign prince, and the other is Houfu Qianjin, all of which have fallen to the point of selling items. It is ridiculous to think about it.

However, neither of them felt how embarrassing. They stared at each other with a light smile in each other's eyes.

"Your damn, are you really going to sell?" Cirrus asked with a slight smile.

A person who loves music, how precious the instrument is to them. And he was so distressed that he wanted to sell the instrument.

The shopkeeper put twenty-two silvers on the counter and groaned with a smile: "This boy, your silver two."

Xi Mo Xunhuan glanced down at the cymbal, stretched his fingers over the phoenix's crest, and there was a hint of perseverance in the black eyes.

Seeing this, Yingying smiled briefly: "Prince Mo, how about I buy your uncle?"

Mo Mo Xunhuan, staring at the stars, smiled and said: "What do you buy?"

He pointedly pointed at the jewellery held by Qingmei, and said, "Replace your jewellery with my jewelry. What do you think?"

Mo Moxuan heard the words, his eyelashes blinked, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, giving out a clear laughter.

"Okay, it's up to you!" He said loudly, reaching out and holding up the case again.

"Sorry, shopkeeper, my 箜篌 is not sold to you." Mo Xunhuan said.

"I'll give you a price increase, how about thirty-two? Forty-two?" The shopkeeper shouted towards the back of Mo Xunhuan with four fingers.

He Mo Xunhuan didn't even look back, Lang smiled and said, "The treasurer, one hundred and two silvers will not be sold to you."

The two walked out of the store one after the other, the shopkeeper stared at the direction in which they disappeared, and grinned: "Huh! Two lunatics. Exchange each other, it's still the same without silver!"

Wu Serusi and Mo Xunhuan came to the street. For a while, the depression had just disappeared.

There was a blue sky and white clouds on the top of the head, clear and clear.

Jun Mo Xunhuan's handsome face became clearer and clearer under the clear sky, and the ink-stained eyes had a slight smile. When he looked at them, he was a little familiar and naughty.

显然 He is clearly regarded as a friend.

"Prince Mo, nowadays, we don't have any silver two, how can this be good?" Seser asked with a slight smile.

He Mo Xunhuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said, "This guy sold it, and only got twenty dollars. If I play a piece of music on the street, maybe I have such income."

"You mean, doing business on the street?"

He Mo Xunhuan bowed his head: "Yes, showman!" He said definitely.

No matter what he did, even if he was looked down upon by others, Mo Xunhuan didn't seem uncomfortable.

It's a good idea to stare intently and show off. Mo Xunhuan's piano skills are so good that many people will love to listen to it. If coupled with her dancing posture, it should attract some people to watch.

"Okay, just show off!" Seser nodded. "Although I'm not as good as my son, I can dance. What about us?"

Mo Moxuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't seem to expect that Serus could dance. However, how strange is this? In front of this nimble and seductive woman, she can even shoot ten shots. What else can't she do!

"Miss, you really want to be a showman!" Qingmei and Zi Mi asked in a low voice, "This doesn't seem right!"

She looked back and chuckled, and the sun shone deep into her eyes, as if the clear lake reflected the dazzling colorful clouds and the waves shone.

"Why isn't it right? Is it right to starve to death? Or stealing?" Seser asked blinking. There is no other way, but there is no proper way to make money by yourself.

Who would have thought that she, a lady of thousands of gold, had fallen into the day of making money.

This is a wonderful evening.

This is the busiest street in the capital.

There are clouds and clouds floating in the soaring sky. The soft sunset is refracted on the street, and the trees on both sides are swaying in the wind.

Mo Moxuan sat cross-legged on a cushion, and the setting sun hovered over him, reflecting his beauty as a crown. Hair like black satin is scattered behind him, his skin is like ice, his eyebrows are like ink, and his eyes are like stars.

His long fingers stroked on the 箜篌 strings, and the clear and distant music sounds poured gently from his fingertips, soft and soothing, beautiful and pleasant, which is suspected to be the heavenly fairy music. The pedestrians on the street couldn't help listening, looking for the source of music.

"Is there an art show over there? The music is really good!" Someone said lowly, and then many people came around with interest.

He stood side by side with Mo Xunhuan and wore a moon-white dress with a wide skirt and long sleeves. Mo Fa combed his favorite Sui Yunyan lightly. On the fair white jade face, a pair of clear-looking eyes were greeted with hope, attracting people's hearts.