Wufeng was so stared at her that he lowered his eyes and said, "I don't dare to be humble."

He said he didn't dare, but Fang Yan didn't hear that he didn't dare at all.

"If the prince is your life, you protect me, don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you. If you wait outside the door, I won't let myself out of your sight. However, you must not interfere with what I do."

Speaking of this, Fang Yan curled her lips and said, "If it were him who asked you to monitor me, then I think we can get along with each other in a different way."

Wufeng pursed his lips, seemed to struggle for a while, and then said, "Yes, I am waiting here."

Fang Yan then smiled with satisfaction, then turned around and walked into the pharmacy.

In fact, this time, she didn't want to buy some poison, but...

What happened last night made her always have some concerns. Although she was lucky enough to hide her heart, she was still a little worried.

What should she do if she is pregnant with Rong Chengjin's child?

She can't let this happen.

The biggest advantage of the status of a princess is that you don’t have to worry about spending money. You only need to report the name of Prince Yun’s Mansion, and the shopkeeper will take the account and deliver the goods directly to the Prince’s Mansion, and then get the money from the housekeeper.

The disadvantage is that Rong Chengjin can be seen at a glance when he bought something.

However, Fang Yan knew in his heart that as long as he wanted to know, even if he didn't pass by him, he could find out.

Besides, she didn't think it was necessary to hide this from him. Anyway, he knew very well that their so-called "couple" relationship was always facing rebellion and parting ways.

Despite this, she went to several pharmacies and bought dozens of medicinal herbs. After all, letting outsiders know that the princess of Prince Yun’s mansion was still very unfavorable to her.

After completing this matter, Fang Yan began to stroll to the west of the city.

Originally, he was worried that Rong Chengxuan wrote a cloth shop in the west of the city on the note, but he didn't write the name of the signboard, so he was afraid it was difficult to find it. However, when he arrived at Xishikou, he realized that his worries were unnecessary.

On a grand floor on the street, you can see a colorful flag with the word "cloth" tiled from afar. The whole building is as grand as a mansion of a wealthy family, and it is very conspicuous even in a prosperous area like the capital.

Fang Yan thought that this was probably the largest cloth shop in the capital. When he got closer, he saw the golden paint sign hanging on the main entrance, "Yunjinzhuang".

Those who can do business in this bustling street in the capital are all people with backgrounds, and it is not surprising that this cloth shop is related to Rong Chengxuan.

However, to be cautious, Fang Yan did not rush to find the shopkeeper to pass the message, but instead symbolically wandered around the store.

This cloth shop sells not only cloth, but also a lot of finished clothes. The fabrics look good, and they must be designed for wealthy families. Even the one in charge of the reception was not the ordinary shopkeeper, but a well-behaved and clever girl in the 18 or 19 years old.

It seems that the owner of this store is very thoughtful, so those young ladies and wives with status don’t have to worry about avoiding suspicion when picking clothes.

"Looking at you, Miss, you are a little bit old. This is the first time you have come to our store?" The little girl approached her and said, "Any female family member with status in this capital wears clothes from our Yunjinzhuang. You don't need to be customized for your appearance like Miss. The clothes in this store must be yours."

The little girl's mouth was very sweet. Fang Yan casually glanced at the clothes and fabrics in the store, thinking about how to speak up for Rong Chengxuan for a while.

Seeing that she didn't seem interested in those clothes, the little girl couldn't help but say, "I think you must not be an ordinary lady. I'll take you upstairs to take a look. The clothes on the floor are specially prepared for distinguished guests in Yunjinzhuang."

Anyway, she couldn't go home empty-handed, so Fang Yan was not in a hurry and followed her to the second floor.

When the person was still around the corner, he heard a burst of laughter from a young woman, and then a few bright figures appeared in Fang Yan's sight.

Judging from their clothes and temperament, even if they are not officials, they are also wealthy ladies of wealthy families. Especially one of them, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, is just cut in a long pink lapel embroidered skirt, and the butterflies on the hem are lifelike, looking elegant and playful.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is her whole set of jewelry heads, which can be described as "jewelry" and from a distance, Fang Yan was blinded by the brilliance of the jewelry gold.

The dress she had obviously just changed into, and several other women surrounded her, and she kept praising her, with envy in her eyes.

Fang Yan just glanced lightly and looked away. Suddenly, a light purple long skirt hanging in the inconspicuous corner attracted her attention.

Having seen the clothing styles of various eras, Fang Yan naturally knew what styles were suitable for her. Moreover, she liked the flowers embroidered on her skirt.

The flower was set off by a few fruit-green leaves, and it was about to bloom. The petals were from white to red, as if they had been stained with paintings. It seemed that someone had lit a fire, burning the snow-white tips.

This kind of Hua Fangyan has never seen her before, but she also feels indescribable intimacy. This inexplicable familiar feeling made her feel slightly moved.

"I want this dress." Fang Yan said to the girl beside her.

The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up. She went forward to pick up her clothes and praised: "Miss, she is really talented. This skirt was sewn by the famous master of master Meimeiying. Although it is very expensive, it is unique in our Yunzhao Kingdom."

"How expensive is it?" Fang Yan asked casually.

Of course she didn't know any skillful hand-browed orioles, but the clothes were hung in such an inconspicuous place, and they were not as precious as the girl blew it in her mouth.

Although, from her perspective, this dress is really good. Moreover, she doesn't mind letting Rong Chengjin let out some blood, but if the store owner treats her as a sucker, she will not be happy.

The little girl responded with a sweet smile: "One thousand two hundred taels."

Fang Yan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. The price was almost as low as the price of the most popular designer in the world.

Before Fang Yan could speak again, a voice suddenly came in and said, "Miss is going to have that dress."

Fang Yan looked at the sound and saw that there were two more people at the entrance of the stairs. The one who spoke was a pretty girl in a gorgeous dress, and the woman behind her was wearing a light green ivy dress with elegant makeup, which made everyone present lit up.

"Miss Ming." The giggling women had already calmed down for a long time, and hurriedly owed to her.

This woman is Ming Yuke.

Ming Yuke didn't speak, but the little girl next to her turned her head, looked at the women, and said with anger: "Miss Cousin, didn't my lady ask you to get the clothes? You're fine, have you forgotten?"

As soon as these words came out, the girl who was surrounded by others turned red. The look of a proud look in an instant flashed. She squeezed out a strong smile with some embarrassment and uneasiness. She looked at Ming Yuke and said, "Cousin, I saw it was still early. I wanted to pick up a piece of clothes first and bring them back together."

"It's a good thing that the lady knows your temperament. She is not at ease and then goes there in person. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to mess up this matter." The girl in front of Ming Yuke was still angry. Seeing that her identity should be the maid beside Ming Yuke, she scolded the girl but seemed to be like a master.

"Okay, Yue'er." Ming Yuke then slowly drank his maid, ignored the reaction from the side, looked at Fang Yan directly, smiled shallowly, and said, "Sister Fang, I didn't expect to meet you here so by chance."

When the women heard her name Fang Yan, they seemed to suddenly realize that they were surprised. The expression on their faces was not only surprised. Someone couldn't help but take a breath and shouted: "So she is the princess who forced to marry King Yun?"

As soon as he said that he seemed to realize that he had made a mistake, the woman hurriedly covered her mouth.

Fang Yan ignored these things and looked straight at Ming Yuke, and replied with a smile: "It's a coincidence. Not only did we enter the same store, we also seemed to have a fancy to the same clothes."

Ming Yuke smiled and said, "From this point, Sister Ming and I are really in love, and even the things I like are exactly the same. However, the clothes made by Master Meiying have always been unique, so what should I do?"

She smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, just as gentle and generous as Fang Yan when she first met her. However, in this gentleness, there was a hint of sharpness, and only Fang Yan could understand the meaningful look.

Fang Yan understood that she was talking about puns. In theory, she and Rong Chengjin were not considered real couples, so there was no need to get into this jealousy.

But for some reason, facing this outstanding woman who will become Rong Chengjin's prospective wife in the future, Fang Yan felt a sense of competitiveness in her heart.

"Although a gentleman does not take advantage of others' preferences, it is rare to see something. If you want to give someone a favor against your will, wouldn't you be ashamed of yourself?" Fang Yan threw the question back to her.

"My lady has already agreed with the owner of Yunjinzhuang that if there is any clothes from Master Meiying, I will keep it for my lady. So, the shopkeeper sent someone to our Ming Mansion to deliver the news. The lady delayed for a while and specially sent her cousin to come to give it to her. Now, she will come to pick it up in person."

The sharp-tongued girl Yue'er answered the conversation for her master slowly.

The other party, Yan, lost the arrogant and arrogant way she spoke to the cousin just now, and every word was clear, neither humble nor arrogant. She is worthy of being the eldest girl of the Ming Mansion. In just a few words, she hid a needle in the cotton, which means that the clothes had already had a master.

Except for the cousin's face, the other women next to them also saw signs, and they all widened their eyes, kept silent in a tacit understanding, and watched gossip.

Fang Yan is a casual person. If it really belongs to others, no matter how good she is, she will not force her to take over. But if she is under equal competition, she will never give up on the things she likes.

And she really liked the clothes in front of her.

What's more, it's no longer a matter of clothing.
Chapter completed!