The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Ye Yichen's sharp eye pupils were as dark as ink, and his eyes swept Qin Yuyan, looking in the direction of Murongxue's disappearance: "I still have something to do, take a step!" He said lightly. Quickly walk forward without returning.

Mr. Jing Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Mrs. Jing Jing: "Do you understand the meaning of your son?"

Princess Jing's complexion was instantly dark: How could this be?Does n’t he like Qin Yuyan?How did you become Murong Xue again?

Looking up at Qin Yuyan, she saw that she fell down on the wall, her face stunned, her eyes full of despair without despair.

"Yu Yan, don't be sad, Yichen still has you in your heart." Princess Lao Jing couldn't help but say comfort.

Qin Yuyan laughed, coldly, ridiculously: Yes, he did n’t say that he did n’t like her in public, he left her face, there was a little bit of her in her heart, but what she wanted was him The whole heart is not that little bit ...

He used to hate Murong Xue so much. Now, all his eyes are on Murong Xue. Murong Xue is really a big charm. What shameful and shameful methods did she use to confuse Yi Rongchen?Yi Chen ignored her, alienated her, and ignored her, all because of Murong Xue, she would never let Murong Xue go!

Under the warm sunshine, Murongxue walked in the crowd, walking slowly, looking around casually, and saw a jewelry shop called 'Emerald Pavilion'.

The Emerald Pavilion is a famous jewelry shop in Beijing. Every season, new jewelry will be launched. The ladies in threes and threes walked out of the shop with a beautiful jewelry box, filled with joy.

Murongxue blinked and stepped in. He saw a round booth in the middle of the shop with exquisite jade hairpins, jade drop beads earrings, tassels, red gold and gold hairpins, silk double buckle bracelets, double happiness silver steps Shao, Tenghua Yupei and other new products just carved out, every piece is exquisite.

Especially in the middle of the set of sapphire's head and face, hairpins, earrings, flowers, collars, armor sets are placed in the middle, under the light of golden sunlight, it reflects the bright light and shines in the eyes.

"The shopkeeper, I want this set of jewelry."

Two female voices sounded at the same time, one from Murong Xue, and the other from the girl standing at the door. The girl wore a lake blue Xiang skirt, a waist full of beams, a slender soft willow, a small face, beautiful, proud. It is Song Qingyan from Wu'an Hou Mansion.

Seeing that Murong Xue was referring to a set of jewellery with her, Song Qingyan's eyes flashed a bit of displeasure, and Ting Ting walked in front of Murong Xue, saying: "The cousin came to buy jewelry too."

Murong Xue let out a faint hum, an unremarkable perfunctory expression in his casual tone.

Unconscious, Song Qingyan reached out and picked up the hairpins on the stand and stuck them into the hair bun, picked up the earrings, put them on the ears, picked up the bracelets and put them on his wrists, and said with a smile: "Sorry cousin, I like this set of jewelry very much. I'm ready to buy it. Cousin will go to see other jewelry ... "

The slightly raised eyebrows, the arrogant attitude, unspeakable triumph, provoked.

The shopkeeper hurried over and looked at Murong Xue apologetically: "Girl, look at this ..."

"It's okay, I don't have to ask for this set of jewelry. Miss Song likes it, so take it away." Murong Xue said casually, a disapproving look.

"Thank you cousin!" Song Qingyan said with a smile, scorning her heart, and missing her favorite jewelry, she must be angry and hematemesis, what kind of generosity, hypocritical death ... As long as she is not happy, she is happy Over: "Xiao Cui, pay the bill."

"Two thousand and two silvers in total." The shopkeeper reported to the account with a smile.

Song Qingyan's eyes flicked: "What? Two thousand two silver? Why is it so expensive?"

The shopkeeper chuckled: "Miss Song, this set of sapphire heads and faces is created by the most ingenious master of the Emerald Pavilion. Each gem is carefully selected and polished, which is much more delicate than ordinary sapphire jewelry. The price is naturally more expensive! "

"It turns out so." Song Qingyan nodded, understanding, looking sideways at the close-up girl: "Don't be stunned, pay the bill."

Xiaocui opened the purse, took out a few silver tickets, counted them carefully, and looked at Song Qingyan with embarrassment: "Miss, there is not enough silver."

Song Qingyan looked a little ugly and asked in a low voice: "How much worse?"

"Six hundred and two!" Xiao Cui whispered back.

"It's okay, you can let the folks take the silver two with you back to the house." The shopkeeper said with a smile: Many ladies, Qianjin went out to visit relatives and friends. There were not many silver two on their bodies. After winning the jewelry, naturally let them take the jewelry away, and the folks can go to the house to get the silver two ...

"That ... there is some chaos in our house recently, it's inconvenient to greet folks, I don't want this set of jewelry ..." Song Qingyan smiled unnaturally, and took the jewelry he put on one by one, and the hairpins were picked. Anxious, the thin silver wire was mixed with half of the hair, so it was across the sapphire, covering the sapphire ...

The shopkeeper's face was slightly ugly, but he didn't say much, and turned to look at Murong Xue: "Girl, look at this set of jewelry ..."

"I don't like jewellery worn by others ..." Murong Xue glanced at the sapphire hairpin with half of her hair lightly, turned around, and slowly walked out, her cold voice floating in the wind: " Another day, there will be beautiful new products in the Emerald Pavilion. Let me check again. "

"That's good, then you go slowly." The shopkeeper sent Murong Xue away with a smile, strode to the booth, gloomy, and pulled the hair on the hairpin, carefully carefully the hairpin, earrings and so on. Set it up, check it carefully, and make sure that there are no more traces of Song Qingyan wearing on it. Then, I was relieved and went to the counter to plan and write the account.

The ladies who choose jewelry, the eyes of thousands of gold have fallen on her, contempt, ridicule, disdain, no silver, do n’t grab jewelry with others, grab jewelry, and do n’t buy, causing others to lose two thousand two dollars in business. ...

Song Qingyan had a small face, red for a while, white for a while, and instantly changed dozens of colors: she really likes this set of jewelry. She did n’t know that the jewelry was sold so expensive, and she did n’t have enough silver. How can I blame her ...

"This hairpin is three hundred and two ... you got it!"

"This jade bracelet is nine hundred and two ... you go slowly ..."

A pile of deals was ringing in her ears, stimulating Song Qingyan's fragile nerves, she lowered her head, but could clearly feel that before the jewelry buyer left, she looked at her eyes full of sarcasm, disdain ...