This money has nothing to do with Murong Xitian or Xia Qingtian.
As for the money she gave to Chu Chu and Xiu Xiu, it was a reward from her as the princess.
Anyway, the money belongs to the real princess, and she probably got it from Xia Qingtian, so there is no need to feel bad if she squanders it casually.
In the afternoon, the sky became slightly overcast. The cold wind continued to rage, and it was freezing cold.
Xia Ziluo rode the carriage in the palace and took Xiuxiu out of the palace and came to the busiest street in the capital.
Before arriving at the market, Xia Ziluo anxiously lifted the car curtain and looked around.
Although it has been almost a month since she came to the Splendid Dynasty, except for the last time she went out at night to learn to be lustful, she has never left the palace again.
After all, the last time was not a real outing because she had not seen the scenery of Kyoto.
It was rare to get out today, and it was daytime again, so Xia Ziluo decided to take a good look.
At this time, the streets were bustling with people, cars and horses, and pedestrians. Literati walked slowly, civilians walked around, children jumped... Their crisp laughter was accompanied by the cries and bargains of merchants and vendors.
, floating together over the streets.
"Not bad, there are more people than expected." Xia Ziluo couldn't hide his excitement in his eyes.
Xiuxiu was worried that Xia Ziluo would catch a cold, so she hurriedly put a fox velvet cloak on her: "Princess, the wind is strong, be careful of catching a cold."
"Don't worry, it's okay." Xia Ziluo was in high spirits and could not bear to sit back in the car safely.
When the carriage stopped, Xia Ziluo immediately took Xiu Xiu's hand and jumped out of the carriage.
The wind suddenly hit my face, causing my face to hurt.
"The wind is a bit strong. Xiuxiu, you should also put on some clothes." Xia Ziluo casually warned, but he was genuinely worried.
Xiuxiu was stunned when she heard this, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
The market is not as small as Xia Ziluo imagined, but it is not that big either. After all, the entire imperial capital is still far inferior to the bustling cities of the 21st century.
As soon as Xia Ziluo walked to the market, he recognized her with sharp eyes.
Then the crowd became inexplicably chaotic, screaming and running away. In the blink of an eye, most of the people on the street were missing.
The rest are hawkers who cannot close their stalls, merchants who cannot move their shops at will, and some pedestrians who stay away.
"..." Several black lines suddenly appeared on Xia Ziluo's face.
Is she that scary? Is she so scared?
It's been more than half a month since she distributed porridge to help the victims. Can't these people have a little bit of a change in their view of her?
"Princess." Xiuxiu saw that Xia Ziluo's expression was not good and she was worried.
"It's okay, they hide from theirs, and we go to ours." There are only three things in the world: God's business, other people's business, and our own business.
She can't care about God, and she's too lazy to care about others, so she just has to do her own thing.
Therefore, Xia Ziluo decided not to let these unnecessary things ruin his mood.
Seeing that she didn't lose her temper, Xiuxiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them walked forward, and the crowd spontaneously avoided them. At first, Xia Ziluo was not used to it, but after walking for a while, she felt that this was not bad.
At least, it won't be crowded to death.
After walking for a while, Xia Ziluo couldn't help but sigh. He saw a lot of new and interesting things, but he didn't find the gift he liked.
It was too expensive and Xia Ziluo didn't think it was suitable.
Even if the current prince is restrained and squeezed by Xia Qingtian, he is still a person above ten thousand people.