The most famous rouge powder shop in Jiangling, the shopkeeper of Xiangranju, saw an extremely beautiful lady, and the maids who were following him were far more dressed than ordinary people. He knew that they must be the big customer, so he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, "You are really here in the right place. You see, you are a person with vision. The rouge powder in our store is the best in Jiangling. Many wives and ladies in the mansion are old customers of our store."

Although Bailixue rarely uses rouge powder, she has an extremely keen sense of smell. When she smells the fragrance in this shop, she knows that she uses high-quality spices, and the shopkeeper is right.

Qi Xin thought that the princess came out to buy gouache for the wedding preparation, so she naturally had to use the best ones. She said bluntly: "That's good, our lady wants Yan Ruyu."

Yan Ruyu? The shopkeeper immediately looked embarrassed, "This...?"

Although Qingyu is a slave, because she is from the East Palace, her every move has a unique aura, and her face darkened, "What's wrong?"

Seeing the extraordinary momentum of several people, the shopkeeper hurriedly explained: "The girl doesn't know anything. Yan Ruyu needs to make a reservation now and wait in line."

Qingyu raised her eyebrows, "Why haven't I heard of such rules in your shop before?" If the princess had a trip for nothing, wouldn't it be her own sin? She couldn't afford it if the prince blamed her.

"The girl is not from Jiangling, right? This is the newly set rule of our store. Because Yan Ruyu uses extremely fine materials and the mixing process is extremely cumbersome, she can only make up at most eight boxes per month. In the past, there will be stocks, but this time they were ordered by a mansion, and the customers behind her will have to wait for a while."

"Don't Yan Ruyu mostly put on makeup when girls are in the woods? Who wants to marry eight girls at once?" Qingyu asked.

A respectful look immediately appeared on the shopkeeper's face and whispered: "It's Princess Roujia's Mansion."

It’s really hard to know each other without fighting. Bailixue raised his eyebrows and smiled. Yan Ruyu was expensive, produced in slim, and had a short shelf life. As far as she knew, Xiangranju had regulations in the past that a customer could only buy one box at most, and regular customers could enjoy it, but at most two boxes, because it would be wasted if they could not be used up in the short term.

The Princess Roujia is really luxurious and elegant. In front of the Princess' Mansion, any rules will be trampled on the feet, even if it is a time-honored brand that has been around for many years.

The shopkeeper diligently brought several high-quality rouge powder for Bailixue to choose from, but she was not interested. No matter how much the shopkeeper said, she couldn't impress her. She always used the best things.

Just as Bailixue was about to leave, a clever guy suddenly ran over and reminded him: "Shopkeeper, you forgot that you have received more spices this month than last month. The master in the shop made nine boxes of Yan Ruyu."

The shopkeeper remembered this and slapped his forehead suddenly and said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my mind, I'm so busy. It seems that the lady is destined to be Yan Ruyu. There is a box in the store. Guy, go and get it for this lady."

Qixin and Qingyu Qingyan both showed joy. Jiangling produced rouge and water powder, and Xiangranju was one of the best. This time, it was not a waste of time.

The young man smiled all over his face and hurriedly went to the warehouse to get Yan Ruyu, "Miss, the Yan Ruyu you want is here."

It was indeed a good thing. Bailixue sniffed it out after a while. The ultimate spice was taken from the flower juice of mandala, azalea, rose, and peony, and there was even a hibiscus.
Chapter completed!