C27 He Slipped away

He raised his head and looked at his mother, who was running for her life.

It was because she couldn't wait any longer. What was so good about embroidery? It wasn't like she had the guts to do so!

"It's mother who wants to take Ran'er to eat delicious food." I might as well take a tour around with me.

Good!" "I'd like to eat candied fruits, sugar-coated people, sugar-coated people, sugar-coated people, sugar-coated people …

"Wait, wait!" Aren't you going to be spoiled by such a high level of polysaccharides!? "You are not allowed to eat more than one Sugar Man!"

Mu Zhihuan felt a headache coming on as regards how Yuan Zi loved to eat sweets.

It was the age of change his teeth. If he ate less, who knows how long it would take. But if he ate more, then Mu Zhihuan would worry about his decayed teeth.

"No ~ I want to eat another sweet gourd ~"

The little blob did not eat his own sugar, and so much was lost at that moment.

As the two of them were arguing, a frivolous voice sounded beside their ears.

"It is your fortune that I like you. If you had followed me, why would you need to show your face here?"

Mu Zhihuan frowned and turned to see a tall man fanning himself, his eyes filled with ridicule as he looked at a small girl beside him.

"You! Don't touch me! I make makeup because I love it! I can make my own money! "

The man lewdly smiled. "Heh! Wasn't this a coincidence? Do you know who I am?

The shopkeeper of the 'Fallen Plum Pavilion' is this Young Master's father. If you really like rouge, follow me and sell these things of yours as much as you want! "

When Mu Zhihuan saw the stubborn look on the woman's face and the redness in her eyes, she couldn't help but think of a person.

"Yo!" Whose dog is not tied up and goes out to bite people? " After protecting the little ball behind her, Mu Zhihuan took a step forward and gave a mocking smile.

"How dare you, a mere young master from a makeup shop, be so presumptuous? Do you really forget that this is the foot of the Emperor? "

Mu Zhihuan suppressed her voice, her voice so cold that there was not even the slightest trace of emotion in it.

The man was stunned for a moment before noticing Mu Zhihuan's pretty face. With a grin, he smiled.

"Whose wife is she? She looks really pretty. Do you want to go have tea and drink with this grandpa?"

Mu Zhihuan's eyes were almost rolling to the sky. Was this the legendary bug in the brain? You want to pounce just because you're a woman?

With a cold snort, Mu Zhihuan immediately took out her identity token and berated, "Insolent bastard! "Open your doggy eyes and look at what's in this wangfei's hand!"

"My master, your highness, has been ordered to supervise the Summoning Festival, but you dare to openly make a market in the market. I think you don't even have enough heads to cut off a few!"

Some sharp-eyed people immediately knelt down when they saw the dragon jade pendant. "Greetings, consort!"

When the man saw this scene, his legs went weak and he kneeled onto the ground. His voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was blind and could not recognize Mt. Tai! "Princess, please forgive me this once."

When he left the manor today, his father had warned him not to cause any trouble, and the Prince had paid special attention to this occasion.

It would be fine if he was caught, but if that person from the Ten Thousand Paths Palace was implicated, then he could only wait for the sect to be exterminated.

Initially, he had been hoping to get lucky, but who would have thought that he would be directly run into by Prince Li's imperial concubine.

"It's not impossible for me to take care of you."

With the commotion over here so great, the guards had long rushed over. Under Mu Zhihuan's instructions, they dispersed the crowd and surrounded the few of them.

Seeing his posture, the man's face instantly turned pale.

"Also …" I beg of you, wangfei … Give me a famous quote. "

Mu Zhihuan glanced at the girl who was clenching her teeth, then beckoned her over. "Tell me, how are you going to deal with this slut?"

The woman frowned and said angrily, "All my goods have been distributed, compensate me with my goods!"

Without waiting for the man's reply, Mu Zhihuan extended her five slender hands. "Five times."

The man nodded without batting an eyelid.

"Finished?"

Wu Miao pursed his lips and walked forward unwillingly, kicking the man in the face.

"If it wasn't for anything wrong with me, you would definitely have picked up all my fat powder!"

Gritting his teeth tightly, the man kept apologizing while licking his face, "Yes, yes, yes. Thank you for detouring me this time."

Seeing that Wu Miao was about to vent his anger, Mu Zhihuan waved her hands impatiently, "Alright, get out of here."

The man was overjoyed as he scrambled to follow his subordinate out of the market.

Even the little bun at the side was stunned as he watched. He jumped up and held onto Mu Zhihuan's waist.

"Mother!" You're amazing! "With just a few words, he chased away all the bad guys!"

He pinched the cluster of proud cheeks, "Of course, don't you know who your mother is!"

"That... "Little woman..." "Thank you, esteemed wangfei, for saving …"

Wu Miao looked at the two people standing in front of him with a warm expression on his face, muttering to himself in his heart.

It was said that the imperial concubine of the Mansion of the Righteous Prince was not liked by others, and the crown prince had a lower status than the animals of the Mansion of the Righteous Prince.

However, how could the two people in front of him, who were dressed extravagantly and had bright smiles on their faces, be like the rumors in the outside world?

"It's nothing, it's just a small matter. First, you can count your items and make a list. I'll send someone to deliver it to the 'Falling Plum Pavilion' later."

As Mu Zhihuan said this, her eyes swept across the makeup box that Wu Miao dropped on the ground.

Even when it was spread out on the ground, the powder could still be seen to be very thin and tight.

The fragrance filled his nose, but it was not pungent at all. It was faint and intoxicating.

"You did all this?"

Wu Miao nodded, looking at the powder all over the ground, his heart aching:

"Yeah, it's a pity that they haven't reached the people they need."

With a shift in her gaze, Mu Zhihuan walked forward and patted her shoulder. "Miss, are there any other fats in your home?"

Although he was puzzled as to why she wanted to know, Wu Miao still nodded his head, "Yes, these are just a small part of it. There are more in my house."

Mu Zhihuan smiled, her eyes flashing with a crafty light. "To be honest, I really like this girl's makeup."

"Personally, I feel that this item is better than the 'Fallen Plum Pavilion'. I wonder if Miss would be interested in cooperating with me for a while?"

Wu Miao was stunned, "Princess, what do you mean?"

"Let's go, how can we go to your house to take a look first?" Selling a mystery, let Wu Miaomiao lead the way.

Wu Miao's residence was not far away. Not long after the carriage had arrived, Wu Miao stopped the carriage.

Mu Zhihuan thought that they had arrived, but when she got off the car, she saw a bunch of small heads.

Seeing so many young big brothers and big sisters, the little group happily pulled Mu Zhihuan along to see.

"Miss Wu Miao, this is?"

A hint of bitterness flashed across the corner of Wu Miao's mouth, "These are the children that no one wants, I usually rely on my charity and request for food to feed them."

As they watched Wu Miao give them their nests to eat, their dark and skinny faces were filled with the fragrance of food.