Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 934: The Wasteful Prince vs. the First Female Official 1

"I do not have."

When Xuan Yanjing heard Lingyao say this, he was the first to get anxious and quickly refuted.

He just wanted to know how she got so much power.

However, these were all private matters of the other party, and could even be considered secrets. Xuan Yanjing realized that his question was not asked properly after he asked it, and quickly changed the subject.

He asked, looking around the quiet and simple wooden house.

"Where is this? Are we outside the palace now?"

"We're outside the palace, but we're still some distance from the crowded streets. Put these things down and we'll be off."

Lingyao watched the servants working, and took the opportunity to look back at the curious baby beside her.

Xuan Yanjing got the answer and stopped asking questions. He calmed down and sat aside waiting for them to move their things.

Although he was still quite curious about what was in the boxes they moved, after thinking about it, he realized that it was nothing more than gold, silver, jewelry or some valuable stuff.

In less than an hour, all the things were moved. Lingyao dismissed everyone and asked them to go buy things according to the imperial concubine's requirements, leaving only Xiao Fuzi and Chuntao to serve her.

Xiao Fuzi had not dared to speak just now. Seeing that most people had left, he walked to Xuan Yanjing and presented the package he had been holding in his hand to Xuan Yanjing.

"Your Highness, these are the things I instructed you to bring last night."

Xuan Yanjing hurriedly took the package from Xiao Fuzi's hand. When he thought about what was inside, he felt embarrassed to look Lingyao in the eye, fearing that she would think he was too nosy and looked away.

But since he had already brought the things with him, it would be a waste if he didn't use them. So even though he felt a little embarrassed, he still took the package and walked up to Lingyao and said something to her.

"Is there no one in this room? I want to go in and change my clothes."

Lingyao nodded and let him go in to change, but she didn't make fun of him as Xuan Yanjing thought.

Instead, he looked calm.

Of course Lingyao would not laugh at Xuan Yanjing because of this. The God of Wealth had dressed up nicely and it was pleasing to her eyes!

Xuan Yanjing finally took off the eunuch's clothes and changed into the clothes he brought with him.

When he came out of the wooden house, he had transformed himself into a wealthy young man.

Xuan Yanjing was wearing a goose yellow soft satin brocade robe. The material was the finest brocade, woven with dark patterns of flowing clouds, and it shone with a delicate luster under the light.

She wore a bright yellow jade belt around her waist, the jade was warm and smooth, and a headband of the same color was tied on her head, fluttering at the ends of her high-tied hair.

The bright and lively goose yellow color made his little face, which had just finished catching up on sleep, look red, with white lips and teeth.

Lingyao stared at it for a few seconds and commented, "It's pretty good."

Like a little duck.

The little duck Lingyao was talking about was not the duck in the brothel, but a simple little duck, the kind that was washed clean, with fluffy and soft fur, the kind that makes people want to pinch it.

The hardest part of its body is its mouth, and it always likes to quack.

When Xuan Yanjing heard Lingyao's "no," the corners of his mouth turned up, but he quickly suppressed them. He pretended to be calm and said in a hard tone: "It's just okay, just normal."

But I couldn't control the secret joy in my heart, which was like a piece of candy melting quietly on the tip of my tongue.

The sweetness also flowed down the throat into the heart, spreading out soft ripples.

Xuan Yanjing quickly tightened the corners of his mouth and forced himself to look away - what are you laughing at? If you laugh again, all your happiness will be exposed!

However, Xuan Yanjing's beautiful face was only revealed for a short while.

Seeing that the carriage was about to drive into the long street with people coming and going, Lingyao just watched the little yellow duck flapping its wings while sitting on the carriage, then it pulled aside the curtain and looked out from inside the carriage with its chin propped up, and then it picked and chose from the pastry box.

He also muttered that he couldn't eat too much, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat anything delicious he saw later.

The next second, Lingyao put his visor on his head, and his little face was immediately covered by a layer of gauze, hazy and ethereal.

Xuan Yanjing knew that his identity was not suitable to be publicized outside. Although most people in the capital might not have seen him, they were inevitably afraid of meeting some royal relatives who had entered the palace. Apart from anything else, Xuan Yanjing's face was still easy to recognize.

So when Lingyao put the hat on him, Xuan Yanjing lowered his head in cooperation.

Xiao Fuzi and Chuntao were also wearing their own simple clothes, and Lingyao also changed into her own clothes.

She doesn't dress as flamboyantly as Xuan Yanjing, but her clothes are still quite exquisite.

She was wearing a water-green thin silk skirt with a few light pink peach blossoms embroidered on the hem, and when the wind blew, it seemed as if the fallen petals were trembling gently.

She wore her hair in a double bun with a jade hairpin in her hair. Her outfit was elegant and refined, like a willow branch that had just sprouted in spring.

The two of them walked on the street and attracted a lot of attention.

In addition, Xuan Yanjing was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He was curious about everything he saw and wanted everything he saw. He walked and stopped for a while and couldn't finish the journey in half a day.

Lingyao held a bag of sesame candy in her left hand and a bag of steaming roasted chestnuts in her right hand.

Xuan Yanjing set his eyes on the lactose dumplings on the roadside stall again.

The dumplings are made with glutinous rice flour as the skin, which is kneaded into a fine and smooth texture, then coated with milky lactose paste and kneaded into round and small dumplings. After being cooked in boiling water, they are picked up and coated with a thin layer of icing sugar on the outside.

The crystal clear white frost wrapped around the beige dumplings looks like jade beads covered with a layer of fine snow, which makes people greedy and excited.

Lingyao was at a loss, so she asked Xiaofuzi to buy him one and bring it to him.

The next second, Xuan Yanjing, who had just taken two steps, wanted to eat the baked steamed buns that were being advertised so loudly.

Lingyao couldn't bear it anymore, so she grabbed the man's collar and pulled him back.

"How many bellies and stomachs do you have? Go eat first!"

Xuan Yanjing then stopped and said goodbye to his red bean paste buns, Yuliang cakes and Duan Jinju with tears in his eyes.

He was passing through an alley when he was stopped by a child's voice.

It was a little girl, less than half a person's height, with dry yellow hair like a pile of weeds, covered with mud and dirt and sticking to her face. Her cheeks were so sunken that her bones were visible.

A little boy, utterly starving, was curled up next to him, with only a thin layer of straw beneath him.

"Master, Miss, please be kind and save my brother. He has a high fever and I have no money to buy medicine..."

"I have some broken beads I found here. Could you please be kind and see if I can exchange them for a few copper coins..."

As the little girl spoke, she held up a handful of muddy beads in her dirty hands.

Xuan Yanjing was called by this childish yet desperate voice. He walked over, lifted up his clothes and squatted down.

He pursed his lips and looked at the two children.

"Where are your family members?"

"My parents passed away due to illness a few days ago, and they haven't been buried yet."

Seeing that the two were so hungry that they could hardly speak, Xuan Yanjing quickly waved to Xiao Fuzi to bring over the bowl of lactose dumplings and the bag of sesame candy.

Hand it to them.

"I've had two bites of this. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you as a snack."

Xuan Yanjing is really the prince. He is even worried that others will dislike his saliva. For those who can't afford to eat, there is no other way. They can even get tree bark and pig grass, or pick up other people's leftovers, not to mention the dumplings that look clean this night.

The little girl kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude. After taking the bowl, she carefully fed her unconscious brother a mouthful.

Xuan Yanjing saw that the boy was still young, and he even spat out the mouthful of food that the little girl fed him.

Xuan Yanjing couldn't bear it. If he hadn't seen this, it would have been fine, but the little girl called him on the street, and Xuan Yanjing had no choice but to ignore it.

But he also knew that he came out this time because of Lingyao, so he'd better not cause trouble for her.

So I have to ask Lingyao's opinion on this matter first.