In the next few days, Yi Shuihan and Wu Shang visited the palace every once in a while, and everyone else could only glare at their backs.
In fact, as long as Wu Shang goes alone, it will be fine, but Wu Shang always asks Yi Shuihan to accompany him for various reasons.
After Yi Shuihan and Wu Shang came out of the palace, Wu Shang held her hand and she didn't let go.
Wu Shang raised the corner of his mouth. He once said that he would hold her hand again. At this moment, even if the ice and snow melted and the weather was humid, he felt that it was bright.
When they walked to the market, neither of them really saw what the market in Tianshui Kingdom was like, so they walked for a while.[
This is just one of the small markets in Bingcheng, but it is also bustling and lively.
Yi Shuihan and Wu Shang attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared, and even the hawkers screamed at them.
"Miss, buy your husband a comb." The comb seller waved the comb in front of Yi Shuihan.
The corner of Yi Shuihan's mouth twitched: "He doesn't like combs."
The boss selling combs was depressed. He had to comb his hair every day. If he didn’t like the comb, why shouldn’t he just comb his hair? So the boss looked at Wu Shang’s hair and saw that it was very neatly combed.
"Who said I don't like it?" Wu Shang said in a tone of complaining about his lover, holding her hand to prevent her from leaving, acting like a rogue.
"Then you buy it." Yi Shuihan had no intention of choosing a comb. Shui You's character was the same as before.
"You pick one and give it to me." Wushang looked at her expectantly.
"I don't know what style you like."
"It doesn't matter, I like whatever you choose." Wushang said quickly.
"I don't have very good taste."
The comb seller couldn't stand it anymore and felt that this young lady was a bad wife: "Miss, why don't you just choose a comb for your husband to use?"
Yi Shuihan's face looked a little gloomy.
Wu Shang laughed in his heart, but he looked at her with extremely aggrieved eyes, his expression was like that of a husband who had been abandoned by his wife, secretly feeling sad.
"...Do you like this one?" Yi Shuihan took a comb. She felt that the comb was extremely heavy.
"I like it." Wushang's eyes finally lit up.
After Yi Shuihan settled the account, she handed him the comb and thought to herself: I will never go shopping with a man again! Nothing good will happen every time.
"Miss, your husband is so nice." The boss sincerely praised him because he saw that Yi Shuihan was dressed very elegantly, but Wu Shang was dressed more simply, and Wu Shang was satisfied with just an ordinary comb.
"Thank you for your compliment." Yi Shuihan stiffly twitched the corner of his mouth.[
Wu Shang continued to hold her hand and left together.
Yi Shuihan cursed in his heart, he definitely did it on purpose, let's see how she deals with him in the future!
There was a young man in front selling various knitted animals, and he was still knitting a bird in his hand.
"I'll buy a palm leaf."
The young master looked up at Wu Shang and said somewhat unhappily: "Why did you buy brown leaves? Didn't my fabrication look good?"
Wushang: "No, you made it better than me, but I made it for the one I love, how could I borrow it from someone else?"
The corner of Yi Shuihan's mouth twitched, and his words became more and more sensational.
Hearing this, the young master smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, master. I give you this palm leaf as an apology."
"Thank you, sir." Wushang accepted it generously without any hesitation.
After leaving the market and walking to the quiet tree-lined avenue, Wu Shang suddenly said: "Shui Han, don't throw away anything I give you in the future, okay?"