As for those cheap things that can be found everywhere, it depends on whether they are valuable or not.
What Xia Ziluo wanted to give was something absolutely valuable, meaningful, and something that could truly be called Murong Xitian.
This is difficult to find.
After searching for a long time, Xia Ziluo suddenly saw a strong man in front of him carrying a white tiger skin, who looked like he was hawking along the street.
"This seems very good." Xia Ziluo's eyes lit up instantly.
No matter how times change, the tiger as a symbol of supremacy has never changed.
That's it.
With just one glance, Xia Ziluo had already determined that this tiger skin belonged to Murong Xitian. Only a king like him who combines nobility and majesty deserves to own it!
Afraid that the tiger skin would be bought by someone, Xia Ziluo shouted loudly: "The one with the white tiger skin on his back, wait a minute!"
The middle-aged man carrying a tiger skin in front turned around when he heard the sound, and his expression changed drastically when he saw Xia Ziluo.
"Princess!" The middle-aged man immediately knelt on the ground, trembling with fear even though he had done nothing wrong.
Xia Ziluo walked closer and stroked his forehead helplessly: "Get up and answer."
"The villain dare not."
"Get up as soon as I ask you to. How can a grown man be so timid as a mouse?" Xia Ziluo's tone was inevitably heavier when he was anxious.
As a result, the middle-aged strong man became even more afraid.
"..." Xia Ziluo was frustrated, "Let me ask you, are you selling the tiger skin you are carrying?"
"Yes! No, no." The middle-aged strong man was anxious and afraid.
"But why did I hear you hawking just now?" You are so afraid of her, and you still want to lie to her?
"This... the princess likes it, I will give it to the princess as a gift." The middle-aged man said, taking off the white tiger skin and handing it to Xia Ziluo with both hands.
Xia Ziluo twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't dare to ask for it so reluctantly. Tell me, how much does this tiger skin cost? I bought it."
The middle-aged strong man was obviously stunned, but it was Xiu Xiu who secretly pulled his sleeves that brought him back to his senses.
"Ten...ten, fifteen taels of silver." The middle-aged man stuttered because he was overly surprised.
"Deal." Xia Ziluo didn't know the market price, but she felt that the price was just what she could afford.
The most important thing is that she really wants this white tiger skin.
So one hand pays the money, the other hand delivers the goods, and the transaction is completed.
Xia Ziluo couldn't put it down and touched the white tiger skin in his arms. It felt soft, the pattern was well-proportioned, and the fur was bright... It was a real thing.
Xia Ziluo lamented for the first time that this backward era is not so undesirable.
Tiger skins are all imitation and farmed in the 21st century, so there is no real thing.
"Princess, are we going back now?" Xiuxiu asked curiously as she saw Xia Ziluo walking back holding the tiger skin.
"Well, I'll go back home now." She went shopping just to buy a gift for Murong Xitian. Now that she bought it, she naturally wanted to go back.
The two quickly got into the carriage and rushed to the palace.
In the car, Xia Ziluo looked at the white tiger skin and smiled softly, with a hint of joy in his beautiful eyes.
This white tiger skin is really a good gift. She took the initiative to offer an olive branch of apology today, and Murong Xitian should probably accept it.
If he accepts the apology and likes the gift, even better!
Xia Ziluo's heart was full of expectations, and as soon as he returned to the palace, he couldn't wait to run towards Cang Haoju.
