"You should like this dress very much." Bei Cangshan neatly placed the clothes that Miaoling wore yesterday in front of Miaoling, and looked at Miaoling gently.

"Sister, are you?" Miaoling stopped the work in her hand, her expression was slightly different, and her eyes showed vigilance.

"I'm giving this dress to you."

"Then what are you wearing? If Aunt Xiu knew about this, she wouldn't buy you another set."

"Before the second new piece of clothing came, I wore the one I wore when I came. Although it was outdated, it also had a unique charm."

Miaoling picked up the pink dress and couldn't be happy at all. The shame and embarrassment scenes last night were still vivid in my mind. I was humiliated by this male water demon in this way of sympathy early this morning, which made her feel like a big stone was blocked in her heart.

But she still couldn't help but like this dress. Although she said in her heart that she should not stop, her hands honestly put it in her box.

"Sister." After putting down her clothes, she raised her head and looked at Bei Cangshan, "I don't understand one thing. You are so rich, why don't you buy one by yourself?"

The reason why Beicangshan saved money was because he was worried that it would affect the circulation of money in Ming Kingdom. He only wanted to obtain information from Shi Wanjie, but did not want to hurt Ming Kingdom.

But he can't explain it to Miaoling like this, he can only change the explanation.

"Sister, the reason I did this is for the sake of Mingguo. Some things are still difficult for you to understand when you are only sixteen years old." His expression pretended to be deep, as if he was really depressed.

Miaoling was speechless and did not answer the conversation, but turned around to clean it up.

Since his dance yesterday, Bei Cangshan immediately attracted a lot of attention. In addition, his low price has led to a grand occasion of picking up customers from morning to night for several days. Even Xiaodie and Ping'er also developed jealousy.

The style that Aunt Xiu set for Beicang Mountain is fresh and natural, without any pretentiousness, without any cumbersome details, and only comes from natural appearance and posture without any decoration. This style really attracted the attention of the young men and gentry.

Ping'er's positioning is elegant, as if a work of art from ancient palaces is poetic in its ancient style, making people feel the beauty of the foundation. Xiaodie's positioning is pure, just like a handful of clear water, weak but not easy to break, and clear but can reflect everything in the world.

In contrast, their style is not worse than that of Cangshan. The reason why there are fewer customers is because most of their customers have gone to her. It would be strange if this situation does not make them jealous.

Xiaodie leaned on the door frame: "Ping'er, look at Cangshan, you've only been here for a few days. You can grab people like this. You've received ten times. You've only received two guests in these days, and I've only received five. Humph, I think we'll be forced to wander on the streets by Cangshan sooner or later."

Ping'er was angry and felt a burning pain on her face. She was originally the top player in Cuimingyuan, but now no one cares. In the past few days, an old customer spent a lot of money to find her because of nostalgia. Even the defeated general Xiaodie had more than twice as many customers than her.

"You, come here~" Ping'er suddenly shouted at Wubing arrogantly.

Wubing walked over honestly: "Sister Ping'er, is there anything wrong?"

"I ask you, am I really not better than that Cangshan? Why have my customers all gone to find her?"

"Although this Cangshan girl is extremely beautiful, you are also as beautiful as a fairy. The reason why your guests are attracted to her is ultimately because of her low price."

"I think this is the reason." Ping'er nodded, and his brows, which had finally let go, suddenly frowned again, "Wait, what do you mean is that Cangshan is comparable to me?"

"Well, that's right. In terms of qualifications, you are a little worse than Miss Cangshan, but you are the second in Cuimingyuan now, which is also very good. These are all said by Aunt Xiu."

"Get out!" Ping'er threw the handkerchief at Wubing, biting her lips hard, and was about to bite off a layer of skin. Huarong was so angry that she was deformed. Fortunately, there were no guests in the lobby at this moment, otherwise the elegant image she maintained on weekdays would be destroyed for a moment.

Wubing was so scared that she slipped away immediately. Ping'er's silk squid fell down lightly and fell to the ground casually. Her embarrassing form was like Ping'er's heart that was hurt and inferior.

Xiaodie walked slowly over with a quiet step, gently put her hand on Ping'er's shoulders, and her eyes and eyebrows were filled with unsightly smiles, but pure but unsightly: "Sister, don't be angry, that Wubing has always been outspoken, and we have all been offended by him. Cangshan is indeed of high qualifications, and we have to admit this."

"But, she snatched our limelight away! This woman is so powerful, we have to be careful."

"That's natural. I will tell Xiaomei and the others, let's think of a solution together."

Wang Yuanmo of Xuancheng took a small step and ran all the way to the gate of Cuimingyuan. He looked at the words Cuimingyuan, and a smile of relief appeared on his pale little face.

It was already noon, and several male servants were busy soliciting guests. Looking inside the open door, you could see a few graceful girls and those happy guests. Standing at the door, you could smell the scent of food floating out of it and hear the sound of the piano from the mountains and flowing water.

"Prince, Prince." The follower ran all the way, rubbing the sweat on his forehead, and his eyes showed a nervous mood. "Prince, please wait, why are you going to get out of the sedan chair one mile away?"

"Chengzhi, tell you not to call the prince. My current identity is the eldest son of the county magistrate Wang, call me the eldest son." Yuan Mo turned around and gently slapped the hat of the follower.

"But, my son, the magistrate of Xiangyuan County is not the surname Wang."

"I can't do anything. Who told me to let me say something in front of Cangshan? I can only make it up like this."

"Miss Cangshan will know the truth sooner or later. When she knows that your affairs are made up on the spot, she will definitely ignore you."

"Oh, I'm talking nonsense. Anyway, I can't take care of so much. You go first, I'm going to find Cangshan."

Yuan Mo sorted out his clothes and touched his cheeks. The soft and tender skin was filled with a peach blossom-like spring scenery. Wu Bing, who was standing at the door, saw him and was walking over with a smile, intending to greet him in.

He suddenly felt in a good mood, and even the cloudy days were full of artistic conception. He took a step forward and was suddenly pulled back by his entourage.

"Young Master, wait." The entourage was full of worry, and sweat squeezed into his eyes. He blinked with red eyes and blinked constantly, as if he was crying.

Yuan Mo felt a little distressed Chengzhi. After all, this was someone who followed him ten, so he pulled him into the corner and asked in a low voice: "What else do you have to explain clearly at once?"

"I, I, I am worried... This is the fifth day in a row that Your Highness has come to see Miss Cangshan. What if His Majesty blames him..."

"Oh, as long as you don't say it, who will know. Besides, Xiangyuan County is my place in Xuancheng, what's the problem with me coming here? Go back quickly. Even if the emperor wants to blame me, I will bear it myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

He left Chengzhi and broke into Cuimingyuan at a speed faster than a horse.

Wu Ping followed him in and asked diligently: "Young Master Wang, Miss Cangshan has just had a meal and is on lunch break. Why not eat something here first." Wu Ping remembers Aunt Xiu's teachings and never introduce the second girl to these infatuated men.

Yuan Mo touched his rumbling stomach and realized that he had handled the business and had never eaten food. However, if the emperor knew that he had spent a lot of money in Cuimingyuan, his status in the eyes of the emperor would be difficult to protect. It would cost at least five taels of lunch in Cuimingyuan.

No matter how hungry he was, he still waved his hand: "No, brother, when the girl Cangshan wakes up, I will go to find her. This is Sanliang. Today I want the girl Cangshan to accompany me for three hours."

"But." Wu Ping looked at the money in her hand in embarrassment, "Miss Cangshan has received more than ten hours, so her price has increased to two taels."

"Hmm? It's been more than ten times?" Yuan Mo calculated that he had searched Cangshan for a total of four hours before, so there were six hours left...

"Who else has called her except me?" Yuan Mo suddenly stood up nervously, his expression as if someone had been poached his heart.

Wu Bing thought for a while: "It seems that there are a few young masters and a private servant who can't remember exactly. What are you doing so nervously?"

Yuan Mo calmed down for a moment, pretended to be careless and said, "I'm not nervous." After that, his stomach began to gulp again, and the sound was louder than before.

Wubing smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, young master, why not order a plate of dessert and a plate of Longjing tea. Just one or two is enough and you can eat enough."

"No, I... I'm really not hungry, let alone I'm not short of money." Yuan Mo raised his face slightly, staring at the door of the suspected Cangshan. He was so crazy that he was not sure if the room was from Cangshan.

"Let's do it." Wubing spoke again, "I'll give you a plate of cold tomatoes, and ten cents are enough."

"Well, then that's fine, I'll need this."

As he was talking, Cangshan, wearing the dark green dress, suddenly pushed open the door, raised his extremely delicate face, and looked down gracefully, and happened to see Yuan Mo.

"Ah, Prince!" Cangshan waved his hand down, "You came so early today." As he said that, he ran downstairs.

Yuan Mo's eyes were straightened, and he tried his best to pinch his thighs to suppress his feelings and make it show the lowest value.

Cangshan trotted all the way.

Wubing asked, "Young Master, do you still want that plate of cold tomatoes?"

Yuan Mo shook his hand: "No, no, there are fresh tomatoes and desserts in Cangshan's room."

"Okay." Wu Bing gave him a blank look and walked outside to continue to solicit guests.

Yuan Mo stood up and pulled Cangshan's sleeve: "Your clothes look like they were from the previous dynasty. Is this your usual clothes?"

Cangshan smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, this is what I brought. Aunt Xiu prepared a dress for me, but I gave it to Miaoqing."

"You are so nice to you and the maid."

"In my heart, she is my sister. As long as I have my benefits, I will never lose her." Bei Cangshan smiled gently. At this time, he felt that his ability to pretend to be a woman was about to be perfect, and he was secretly surprised.

He thought, since the prince doesn't like me anyway, I might as well practice like this.
Chapter completed!