Xia Ziluo finally regained his smile, loosened Murong Xitian's sleeves, and began to pick at the stall, choosing a few more cute little items.
The salesman watched her pick, calculated the price, and then handed her the remaining change: "Young Master, this is what's left, a total of thirty copper coins."
Xia Ziluo took the copper plate from the salesman and praised the uncle's craftsmanship with a smile, "Uncle's hands are so skillful. He can actually weave these little things that ordinary people don't care about into lifelike shapes!"
"Where is it..." Being praised suddenly, the salesman scratched his head in embarrassment.
Xia Ziluo was then happy, jumping out of the stall with the treasures he had harvested, and heading to the next shop.
Seeing her joyful smile and the innocence naturally revealed in her eyes, Murong Xitian became more and more confused: "Just now the vendor gave you a hard time because you didn't bring any money. Why aren't you angry at all?"
Why are you angry? It's a fact that she didn't bring any money.
Xia Ziluo blinked his innocent eyes: "Although forgetting to bring money is not a big deal, I did bring inconvenience to others because of this! Besides, I have been choosing at the stall for so long. If you hadn't helped me out,
, I really don’t know how to make up for my mistakes!”
"Made up?" Murong Xitian seemed to have heard something ridiculous, his eyes widened like bells.
Seeing him look like this, Xia Ziluo woke up suddenly.
God, what nonsense did she say?
"No, what I mean is, I am the dignified Princess Xiao. If people spread that I didn't bring any money when I went shopping, or didn't buy something after picking it up, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?" You can't cheat, Xia Ziluo thought hard.
To get through it.
This is indeed a reasonable statement.
But in Murong Xitian's view, it was more like an excuse she had found.
It's really strange, what is she trying to hide?
Murong Xitian's eyes couldn't help but become blurred when he looked at her because of his inner doubts. He seemed to be looking at her in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Xia Ziluo noticed that Murong Xitian was stunned on the spot, and curiously stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, he found a suspicious object in front of him. Murong Xitian instinctively grabbed it, but when he came to his senses, he realized that it was her soft little hand and he couldn't bear to let go.
"It's nothing, let's continue shopping." Murong Xitian coughed twice and covered it up.
"Okay." He asked without doubt, and Xia Ziluo naturally had no objection.
But, is it okay for her hand to be held by him like this?
This is on the street. In this day and age, would it be acceptable for two people to go shopping hand in hand?
Suddenly, Xia Ziluo's eyes lit up and he quickly withdrew his hand: "Well, I'm dressed in men's clothing now!"
She wanted to say that it was so strange for two men to hold hands.
A bit like dan|mei...
"Forgot." Murong Xitian smiled openly. This smile was more gentle because it was rare.
Xia Ziluo looked a little dazed. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was a nymphomaniac again, and he felt annoyed.
She shook her head violently, threw all the messy thoughts in her mind into the trash can, then jumped up to follow his footsteps and continued to visit the temple fair.
The things sold at temple fairs are different from those sold in street markets in ordinary times. They are very characteristic of the times. Most of them are folk items with meanings and good fortune.
