Without saying too much, the servants just put her into an ordinary winter coat, then took Qin'er out of the back door of the palace and got into a carriage.
Helan Qin'er was a little puzzled that someone could take care of her to prove that Feng Ruohen had not forgotten her, but after sorting it out, someone actually sent her out of the palace.
After all the effort to get here, could it be that he thought she was boring and wanted to send her away?
He quietly lifted the car curtain and looked out. This road was leading to the palace. Suddenly the clouds cleared and the fog cleared. Do you want her to enter the palace?
It's a pity that the horse stopped in front of Yi's grand shop.
This is a store for buying jewelry and clothes, and Qin'er is very familiar with it.
The first place she went to after coming to Fengdu and the first old friend she met was here.
"Miss Qin, there is someone waiting for you inside, go in." The coachman followed the order, turned the front of the car, and headed back.
She raised her head and looked around, but no one restrained her. Was Feng Ruohen too confident that she would not run away, or was a woman nothing to him?
A bit disappointed, after all, she is also a beautiful woman who has fascinated countless people! How come she has no lethality against Feng Ruohen?
Muttering in my heart, I stepped in.
When I saw Liniang again, she seemed a little more charming than the previous few days, and there was an ultimate enchantment between Ru Shui's brows.
The most surprising thing was that in such weather, she actually held a translucent round fan in her hand, embroidered with bright red roses that complemented the hem of her skirt, and fanned out the breeze with the curvature of her wrist.
"Sister, isn't it cold for you to shake a round fan on a cold day?" Helan Qin'er still had that charming and heartless smile.
When the man who was busy tailoring clothes for the guest saw the woman, his face darkened by half a minute, then quickly returned to his original state, and he stood up straight to deal with her, "What a mark of a person, the girl must be Ruohen."
As for the woman that the prince mentioned, is she here to harm me?"
The fan in her hand continued to fan, and the breeze made the hair on her forehead flutter softly. Listening to her words made her bones feel numb.
The two women looked at each other honestly, with meanings that were difficult for others to understand.