I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

On the other side, Qin Miao warmly held Lu Mingyang's arm and continued to stab her in the heart: "Sister, don't listen to their nonsense. How could they know that although your parents are both dead, His Highness treats you very well."

The word "excellent" brought with it a smile that Qin Miao couldn't hide, as if she was looking at a clown.

Yang Nian'er was so angry that she stood in front of her second sister and said arrogantly, "Your Highness naturally treats our daughter very well. Two days ago, His Highness took our daughter to choose a mansion. Did he take you with him? The mansion our daughter chose is so beautiful, and it's the largest and best courtyard she lives in. Miss Qin, do you want to go and see it?"

Qin Miao's face darkened instantly, but she still maintained a smile: "No, I have to go back to prepare my dowry. Otherwise, no matter how big the yard is, it will be too ugly if it can't even hold all the things."

As he said this, he burst into laughter.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

Chu Mingzheng walked over and took Qin Miao's hand. Qin Miao leaned against his chest and said coquettishly, "I'm telling you a joke. You think my clothes don't look good. Can you accompany me to buy some fabric?"

Chu Mingzheng's eyes fell on Lu Mingyang's bun, his eyes darkened slightly, "Okay!"

Qin Miao smiled shyly and looked at Lu Mingyang provocatively, "Sister, let's go together!"

Don’t even think about letting me see you guys show off your affection.

Lu Mingyang chuckled, looked up at Chu Mingzheng, and asked, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

Chu Mingzheng straightened his back silently and coughed lightly: "If you..."

"I respectfully bid you farewell, Your Highness." Lu Mingyang spoke first, bowing with a smile, "I have things to do, so I won't accompany Your Highness."

She could have just refused without asking, but she insisted on asking, telling him bluntly.

She is not rare.

Not rare, right?

Chu Mingzheng smiled and said, "It's fine if Miss Lu doesn't go. I have to go to the Zhongxin Marquis's Mansion today, so I'm afraid I can only accompany my cousin for a while."

After saying that, he pulled Qin Miao away.

"Your Highness, what are you doing at the Marquis Zhongxin's mansion?" Thinking of the task assigned to him by His Majesty, Lu Mingyang lifted up his skirt and trotted to catch up.

"On errands, of course."

Lu Mingyang said anxiously, "I'll accompany you, Your Highness!"

Chu Mingzheng put his hands behind his back and looked sideways, shaking his head slightly: "Miss Lu is busy, I have my own matters to attend to, so I won't bother Miss Lu."

"It's not a big deal." Lu Mingyang smiled obediently. "The Zhongxin Marquis's family is all women. It would be inconvenient for Your Highness to go. It's only right for me to accompany Your Highness."

Qin Miao said: "Miao'er, go with your cousin."

"That's my eldest sister's house, so my younger sister doesn't need to go there."

Seeing Lu Mingyang's anxious look, Chu Mingzheng felt relieved: "Not busy anymore?"

"No matter how busy I am, nothing is more important than your Highness's business."

"is it?"

"of course."

Lu Mingyang took the initiative and he and Qin Miao held Chu Mingzheng on both sides, one on each side. They also sat on both sides in the carriage, but Lu Mingyang sat on the side while Qin Miao sat right next to Chu Mingzheng.

It was so sticky that Lu Mingyang couldn't bear to watch it, so he lifted the car curtain to get some fresh air.

A familiar figure came into view: Song Wei, standing on the street. Though his expression was unclear, he exuded a melancholy aura that made anyone watching from afar feel sad too.

Feixiu Pavilion is the most luxurious and comprehensive clothing shop in the capital. The dazzling array of red and green clothes is a feast for the eyes.

"So beautiful! The clothes in the capital are so pretty." Qin Miao exclaimed.

Chu Mingzheng said: "Try whichever one you like."

"Brother Zheng only bought one for me?" Qin Miao pretended to be dissatisfied.

Chu Mingzheng smiled and said, "I'll buy you as many as you want."

"Brother Zheng is still the best." Qin Miao went to pick out clothes happily. She seemed to be choosing each piece carefully, but the clothes she picked out were all bright red.

"Brother Zheng, does this red robe look good on me?" Qin Miao tried the robe on herself, her eyes full of tenderness.

"nice!"

"Where is this mandarin duck red skirt?" Qin Miao took it even more boldly.

"nice!"

Still a response of recognition.

"Then Miao'er, try these two first." Qin Miao shyly picked up the clothes and went upstairs to try them on, while not forgetting to look at Lu Mingyang provocatively.

Lu Mingyang's hands brushed against the hems of his clothes, feeling bored and irritated. If it weren't for my elder sister, who would want to watch you?

Chu Mingzheng stood in front of Lu Mingyang and asked, "Why don't you choose?"

"I don't have any money, and I dare not let Your Highness spend money. I know my own status very well." Lu Mingyang chuckled twice, turned his back, and continued to pass the time aimlessly.

"It's just a piece of clothing, why waste money on it?"

Chu Mingzheng smiled, remembering her lively and agile appearance when she was crouching down to catch rabbits in the Imperial Garden. He chose a bright and lovely chest-length skirt, thinking that she would look very beautiful when she wore it for an outing in the spring next year.

"Try this one?" He handed it over personally, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

The dress is pretty, but it is pink.

Chu Mingzheng, you let Qin Miao try on a bright red dress, but you also let me try a reddish one. What's your intention? Even if you don't like me, you agreed to marry me in the first place. Do you have to humiliate me like this?

"dislike!"

Lu Mingyang controlled his twitching eyes and threw the clothes onto the counter. He was all alone, like an abandoned child.

"Then try this one!"

Chu Mingzheng cast aside his dejected gaze and carefully selected a piece. But the response he received was still "I don't like it." He disliked several pieces in a row, and even didn't even look at some of the clothes.

The counter was piled high with clothes that he had carefully selected.

"dislike!"

Lu Mingyang casually threw another piece of clothing onto the counter, turned his head, and met a pair of angry eyes that were spewing blazing flames.

"Don't you like clothes, or do you dislike people?"

Lu Mingyang fled in terror at the impending danger. Chu Mingzheng grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the counter, angrily demanding, "If I don't like what I chose, who would have chosen what you like?"

Lu Mingyang was so scared that he stuttered, "I, I, I'm in mourning, I can't wear such bright clothes."

"..."

"Sorry!" Chu Mingzheng let go of her hand and chose a new dress. Although it was white, the patterns on it were all exquisitely embroidered, which showed the complexity and preciousness of the craftsmanship.

"Thank you..." Lu Mingyang took the clothes and went upstairs. The second floor was for trying on clothes. Qin Miao went up the east staircase, and she went up the west staircase, deliberately separating herself from her.

Chu Mingzheng looked at the clothes on the counter, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Boss, put these clothes away!"

The shopkeeper noticed this handsome young man as soon as he entered the room. Although he seemed to be completely obedient to the girl in front of him, his eyes were always on the girl behind him.

In order to sell more clothes, the shopkeeper kindly reminded: "Sir, do you really think she didn't choose it because she was in mourning?"

"What do you mean?"

The shopkeeper sighed, "Since you prefer beautiful concubines, why did you bring your wife along? How could she feel comfortable watching her choose from so many beautiful red dresses when she couldn't choose herself?"