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Dreaming Back to Chang'an City 104 King Qingluan of Zheng Wang of East Vietnam

Looking at the ring broken into two pieces in the box, Wang Qingluan, who was supposed to be sad, suddenly had a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, it's okay. You use snacks for this ring. If you practice it well, your benefits will inevitably be lost in the future!" Wang Qingluan waved his hand and added: "Don't spread the story of what I came today. Do you understand?"

"Little understand!"

Then Hulala and a group of people pushed open like a tide, which made the people in this jewelry store inexplicably. What was the purpose of King Zheng coming to the door with such a big fanfare? If it were for that ring, I think the jade craftsman in the palace would definitely not be worse than the master in their shop.

But why did he seem very happy after asking, and then leave?

"Your Highness, I'll just say Lord Tang is not a good person?" Cui'er said with a smile: "I've come out early in the morning to repair the ring for you!"

"What nonsense?" Wang Qingluan glared at her: "I can only say that he is a responsible person!"

After all, after having a meal together today, Wang Qingluan also discovered that Tang Ping was not a person as good as Long Yang, so her mind is very complicated now.

Now she is full of curiosity about Tang Ping. She is so talented that she is not as good as a dog's handwriting. She is different from others in her life. Even when facing her father, she can talk slickly.

When facing the people around him, whether it was the two old guards or his maids, they were polite, and they were definitely not pretending, Wang Qingluan could feel that he respected everyone around him.

It seemed that in his eyes, these people had no class distinction, and it was the first time Wang Qingluan had seen such a person.

"Oh, it's a pity that Lord Tang's couplet today did not say it was to appreciate the flowers, the moon and the green phoenix!"

"Cui'er, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

The two grew up together and get along with each other in private is just like sisters. Which girl is not in love with her?

Can Cui'er still not tell that the Highness from her family clearly feels a little different about Tang Ping?

And she was very satisfied with Tang Ping. She chattered at the dinner table today. Although she was introducing Fuyang more, she also asked about Tang Ping a lot.

Now she also knew that Tang Ping was not married yet, and there was a village near Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty. And from the mouths of the old Cui and Lao Du and others, the village was like a fairyland on earth, and even the Dongyue Palace was nothing.

It’s a pity that His Highness cannot show his daughter to others, otherwise, it would be impossible for His Highness to come and go to Chang'an to recruit Tang Ping as his son-in-law because of his majesty’s love.

It seemed as if he had a close relationship with Cui'er. Wang Qingluan sighed and said, "Cui'er, don't say anything like this in the future. You know, I..."

"Your Highness..." Cui'er looked at her and then whispered: "Hasn't your Majesty been looking for medical treatment and medicine for alchemists?"

Wang Qingluan ignored Cui'er and looked outside in a daze.

Sometimes she would also think that if the one who died at the age of three was not her twin brother, but herself, wouldn’t there be no such absurd thing in the future?

When Wang Xuanying was still the crown prince, the crown princess gave birth to a pair of twins, and soon died due to physical weakness.

As a result, Wang Xuanying was injured soon after. According to the imperial physician, although it did not affect sexual intercourse, it was impossible to have a dragon son coming again.

But when Wang Qingluan was three years old, her twin brother passed away because of a cold.

Wang Xuan, who was about to ascend the throne at that time, had to declare that his daughter had died in order to ensure the stability of the royal power.

It was from that day that Wang Qingluan changed the name Wang Qing.

Except for a few absolute confidants, only Cui'er, the daughter of her nanny, knows her true identity.

For the past fifteen years, she has been studying and living with Wang Qing and Zheng Wang of Dongyue. She can only occasionally go out of the palace with Cui'er and play in women's clothing for half a day.

Sometimes she doubts whether she should be a man or a woman.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Cui'er pulled Wang Qingluan's sleeve and pointed out the window on her side and whispered: "It's that bad guy!"

Wang Qingluan looked in the direction she pointed, and it turned out that she wanted to cheat her Fuyu people today.

"parking!"

The entire convoy came to an abrupt end with Wang Qingluan's order.

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong?" the captain of the guard bowed and asked.

"You go and call the Fuyu man who sells tortoiseshells."

"Yes!" Although he didn't know why His Highness knew that the person who sold hawkstone was a Fuyu person, he just had to obey his orders.

"The Caomin has seen Your Highness!" The owner of Fuyu came to the carriage with his calves trembling legs and bowed to salute. However, the sound coming out of his mouth was a personal impression of his fear.

"When you came here just now, did you step on your left or right foot first?"

The stall owner was stunned. He never thought that he was called by King Zheng of Dongyue and asked such an inexplicable question.

But he looked up at the Toshio Uei Guard who had surrounded him, and could only whisper: "Okay... OK... It seems to be his left foot, right?"

"Is it my left foot or my right foot?" A stern voice came from the car.

"The left foot must be the left foot!" The owner of Fuyu stall was shocked and quickly said, "I'm sure it's the left foot."

"Okay! Then you are not allowed to come to this market to do business again, otherwise..."

The stall owner never dreamed that such a result would be. Why did he ask which foot moves first and then drive himself out of the market?

"Why... why?" he asked, "You must know that he was selling or robbing the market recently, but he made more money than other places. If he was kicked out, it would be difficult to make money like this in the future.

"Because you took your left foot first!"

After a sound came from inside, there was no more sound.

"Do you remember what your highness said?" The captain of the guard asked with a smile. He didn't expect that His Highness Zheng would be... a little cute today?

But since King Zheng said that, they can do as they do. Not to mention that King Zheng would not let the stall owner do business here, even if King Zheng wanted to close the market, they would do as they would.

The convoy left the market and headed towards the Zhengwang Mansion, leaving the owner of Fuyu sank on the ground in a daze. Did he go out today and didn't read the calendar? First, he was fooled by someone to walk away with a string of tortoiseshell bracelets. He thought about it for a long time before he figured it out. Then, he was kicked out of the market and there was no place to do business in the future.

"Your Highness, it's great!" Cui'er imitated Tang Ping's thumbs up at the dinner table today, and then said with a smile: "You said you didn't think about Lord Tang, your left foot or right foot is a joke that someone told at noon."

"You talk too much, I'm tired, I'm going to have a rest!"
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