Many vendors realized that Yinzhen was dressed like this. They had forgotten the rules of the shopping street and knelt down behind Yinzhen.
Ji Ling bought some random things that looked pleasing to the eye, and Lala asked Qixi to pick up a hand of colorful soft toys. The two of them talked slowly while shopping. There were various juggling and small fireworks on the street.
Performance, with silk and bamboo sandwiched between them, the sound is heard.
While walking around, Ji Ling suddenly thought of the dream she had when she was taking care of Yinzhen in the spring when Yinzhen was infected with the epidemic: In the dream, she and Yinzhen were holding hands like this, walking down the long street to go shopping -
—The lights and the moon shine together, making the night market look like daytime.
The scene in the dream was exactly the same as before.
Because of the cool wind at night, Ji Ling wore a cloak when she came out. It gradually loosened as she moved around, and the night wind blew in. Yinzhen was afraid that she would catch the cold, so he raised his hand to tighten the collar of the cloak for her.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
As the two of them walked along, Ji Ling knew that the third princess liked folk trinkets. When she saw such fancy and cute little things, she stopped to buy them. After shopping like this for a stick of incense, the end of the shopping street could already be seen faintly——
At the other end of the street, there were also people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs guarding the place.
Su Peisheng had already called Yu Yu at this time and slowly walked behind Yinzhen.
When Ji Ling stopped in front of a bead flower stall, Qixi suddenly came forward, frowned and pulled Ji Ling's sleeve, and whispered: "Master, Xi... why is the concubine Xi following behind!"
When Ji Ling turned around, he saw Xi Bi following Yu Yu. He didn't know how long she had been following him.
Yinzhen also noticed it at this time and turned around to see Xibin.
Concubine Xi came forward generously, saluted Yinzhen, and bowed down to Ji Ling.
Yinzhen asked her, "Xi concubine, what's the matter?"
When Xi Concubine heard the emperor's question, she raised her face and said with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty, Concubine Chen and Concubine Yu were jointly responsible for this shopping street. Concubine Yu has been working hard on it for a while. She just felt unwell and it's really hard to do it."
He supported me, rested in the shop for a while, and then sent my concubine over to help."
Before Yinzhen said anything, Concubine Xi's eyes were already wandering. She turned to Ji Ling with a smile and said: "Concubine Chen, there is a lot of interest in the shopping street. Go to the small street to the south. There are still many small things that Concubine Yu arranged before.
The store has a unique design, and the empress may not have noticed it yet..."
As she spoke, she naturally took a few steps closer to Yinzhen.
However, Yinzhen didn't pay attention to what she said. He only stretched out his hand to hold Ji Ling's hand and said with a smile: "Lingling, I've been walking around with you for a long time. It's time to go back and take a look at Xi'er."
Ji Ling nodded and said, "I listen to the emperor's wishes."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Xibi's face.
When I returned to the pastry shop, I could smell the sweet aroma of pastries wafting out before I even entered the door, but the third princess was no longer in the shop.
There was a waiter left at the door. When he saw Concubine Chen coming, he didn't know whether to say hello or say hello. He was at a loss for a moment, but he knelt down and kowtowed and said: "This servant is going to say hello to the emperor, and congratulations to Concubine Chen. May the emperor be blessed with gold."
Peace! May your Majesty be blessed!"
Ji Ling looked around the shop and quickly asked: "Where is the third princess?"
The guy pointed in the direction across the street and was about to speak, but the "shopkeeper" had already come out. Da Qian'er knelt down and said with a smile on his face: "Hui Chen, the concubine, the third princess is in the rouge shop opposite and has just moved.
Woolen cloth!"
Ji Ling turned around and looked diagonally across the shopping street, and sure enough he saw that the store's signboard still read: "Hutchison Rouge Shop".
She turned around and walked to the other side of the street. The servants around her immediately stopped the passers-by. When the merchants on both sides saw Yinzhen behind Ji Ling, they had long forgotten the rule of "taking time to perform" in the trading street, and kowtowed in the darkness.
, Yinzhen felt vaguely boring.
When Ji Ling arrived at the rouge and gouache shop, he saw the third princess with her back to him, and a circle of palace maids surrounding her. They lowered their heads and didn't know what they were looking at.
Just as Qixi was about to speak out, Ji Ling raised her hand to stop her.
When she walked behind the palace maids, she saw her daughter raising one hand seriously, facing the palace lantern very seriously, and repeatedly adjusting the angle and light.
The back of her fair and tender hands had been stained deep and light red by various lipsticks.
This little girl is testing colors.
Ji Lingxin said: It’s exactly the same as when I went to the counter to try out new lipstick shades before I traveled through time...
There were a few who were always there, and they agreed to watch Rouge in twos and threes. The waiters at the Rouge Shop just pretended not to see her, and the whole shop's waiters were surrounding the third princess.
The shopkeeper also brought a tray to the boss. There were more than a dozen boxes of fragrant powders on the tray, all of which were fragrant, including osmanthus, jasmine, and rose.
As soon as Ji Ling smelled this familiar smell, he knew it was Yangzhou fragrant powder, and it was taken directly from the warehouse of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
She used to have quite a few on her dressing table.
There is no better fragrant powder in the world than Yangzhou, and Yangzhou’s fragrant powder is the best in the world - this has always been said.
In the Qing palace, most of the rouge and gouache presented as tribute were produced in Yangzhou.
But Ji Ling doesn't use it much, and I always feel that the color is a bit too white, and the makeup doesn't last long. In addition, the fragrance is too strong, which gives people a headache.
She spent most of her time using cosmetics brought from the space, but she didn't expect her daughter to like this fragrance powder so much.
The few people next to them are always there and agree to it - usually they are perfunctory by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and rarely get better rouge and gouache. At this time, even though the guys didn't greet them, these few people were there with no intention of leaving.
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Ji Ling reached out and patted the third princess on the shoulder. The third princess was concentrating on trying the colors, but she trembled. When she turned around and saw it was E Niang, she immediately smiled, raised her hand to show her, and said: "They are all very beautiful!"
Ji Ling stretched out his hand and touched his daughter's little head. The shopkeeper and the waiter had already knelt down and said: "Greetings to the imperial concubine Chen!" The few who were always there agreed. Only when they raised their heads did they see the imperial concubine, and they quickly followed suit and bowed timidly.
My regards.
Ji Ling asked everyone to get up, and asked the waiter to bring a bottle of osmanthus hair oil, pour a few drops on the back of the third princess's hand, and personally help her daughter wipe off all the rouge and lipstick.
The third princess stretched out her little chubby hand to her mother and let her wipe it obediently. Then she raised her chin and told the shopkeeper in a childish voice: "Wrap all these!"
When Ji Ling saw those people who were always there, he agreed to stay aside. His face was full of envy, and he looked at the three princesses helplessly, and said to the shopkeeper: "Whatever they like, I will wrap it up for them."
Qixi stepped forward and settled the money.
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed, waving his hands to the clerks to take out the brocade boxes, and packed them one by one.
The few Chang Zai looked at each other and all knelt down, their voices full of joy: "My concubine, Concubine Xie Chen!"