Shengjing is worthy of being the resort of Tianshuo in Kyoto. The streets are bustling with people coming and going, hundreds of businesses are vying for business, and stalls are lined up in alleys. It is extremely prosperous and lively, and everywhere reveals the unique wealth and style of the capital!
From the glimpse through the curtains of the carriage in Fengcheng, to the night market tour in Zhanzhou, to the prosperous street scene in Shengjing today, most of the people Zhuo Ye saw had relatively peaceful and tranquil expressions on their faces.
It can be seen that the people of Tianshuo Kingdom live a relatively prosperous and stable life, and the young emperor must be considered a wise emperor who manages the country well.
Zhuo Ye nodded secretly in his heart. Fortunately, she did not travel to a country where a weak king was in power, or a troubled world where wars continued. She was a person who cherished her life...
Zhuo Ye is bright and charming, the "little bun" has pink makeup, and Qiao Ling is also a sweet and fresh girl, but the two silent "gods" following behind her look a bit cold. This group of people is walking on the street.
It was extremely eye-catching, but no one dared to approach.
"Can Xuan'er come down and walk for a while? I can't hold you anymore..." Zhuo Ye panted slightly and said to the "little bun" who was tired of being in her arms.
This little guy is really heavy! Zhuo Ye carried him around for more than an hour and was really exhausted.
"Little Baozi"'s dark eyes flashed twice, and he saw that Zhuo Ye's forehead was indeed covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat. He just flattened his mouth and said, "Okay..." "Little Ye Zi" smelled so good.
He really couldn't bear to come down...
"Why don't you let Qiao Ling hold the little prince?" Qiao Ling saw the reluctant expression on the "little bun" and said hurriedly.
Zhuo Ye smiled and said, "Let him walk for a while. It will be good for him to walk more." As a twenty-year-old adult, she felt that the "little bun" was heavy, but Qiao Ling, a fourteen-year-old
How far can the little girl carry him?
"My son can walk on his own!" "Little Baozi" raised his neck and said somewhat unhappily, saying that now he only likes "Little Ye Zi"'s arms and doesn't care about others hugging him...
Zhuo Ye shook his head in a funny way, and stretched out his hand to hold "Little Baozi"'s chubby paw: "Xuan'er, is there anything you want? 'Little Ye Zi' will buy it for you." In just a few days, almost everyone in Prince Rui's Mansion
Even though he knew her nickname, Zhuo Ye didn't care to call himself by it in front of them.
"Little Baozi"'s expression softened a little, and he pointed to a stall selling cold cakes not far away and said, "I want to eat that."
"Okay, but you can only taste a little, and you can't eat more." Zhuo Ye said. The main ingredient of the cold cake is glutinous rice, which is sticky and difficult to digest. It is best not to eat too much for children.
"Little Baozi" nodded obediently. He and Lian Zheng had secretly tasted this kind of snack. The taste was far worse than the exquisite pastries made by the chef in the house. He just wanted to eat fresh and lively on the street.
Zhuo Ye was in front of the cold cake stall and looked back at Zheng Qian and Zheng Kun. After a moment of hesitation, he said to the stall owner: "Boss, please give me three cold cakes."
She originally wanted to say five portions, but quickly gave up the idea. Firstly: she didn't want to see them panicking; secondly, two serious-looking grown men were eating snacks while walking on the street. Just imagining that,
It's a bit nondescript.
"Okay! Madam, please wait a moment." The stall owner greeted enthusiastically.
Madam? When did she upgrade to Madam? Zhuo Ye was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Qiao Ling as if he thought of something.
When Qiao Ling saw Zhuo Ye looking at her, she gave her an awkward and sarcastic expression...
So that's it... This girl actually played such a petty trick with her... Zhuo Ye suddenly realized and shook his head speechlessly...