Luo Qingchen raised her clear eyes and looked at her face carefully. She was seen wearing an alizarin-white Mulan-green double-embroidered satin dress. The waist is gently held with a piece of Jicuishan light blue soft gauze, and a little powder is applied. A black hair is hanging down on the thin waist. There is an amethyst moon-shaped magnolia hairpin inserted in the lightly curled temples, and hanging on the neck. A string of exquisitely carved necklaces set off her
If he used to be like a direct immortal, whose grace and splendid beauty captivated the country and the city, now he is like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world and was contaminated by the slightest trace of earthly connections, and the man suddenly lost his soul.
No wonder so many people are looking at her.
Looking at these brilliant starry water eyes, Luo Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little confused. What kind of story happened that caused the girl named Luo Qingchen to fall into reincarnation for hundreds of lives.
She suddenly wanted to know what kind of person she was in the past, whether she was as arrogant as her, or a woman as warm as the wind.
"Knock knock knock—" A knock on the door sounded. Luo Qingchen looked at the wooden door and said softly: "Come in."
"Girl -" Xiaoyue walked in with a few pieces of pastries and a pot of tea: "Our shopkeeper felt very embarrassed just now and asked me to bring you some food and tea. The best Biluochun and Osmanthus Cake, shopkeeper I never give it away without giving it away.”
"Thank you shopkeeper for me." Luo Qingchen poured a pot of tea for herself. The fragrance of the tea was refreshing. She took a sip and said, "It is indeed the best Biluochun."
Xiaoyue scratched her head and smiled: "I rarely see the shopkeeper be so willing, but he has a question to ask the girl."
"Excuse me."
"Although it is difficult to say it, but... the girl may be married, or she may be the one she likes. The shopkeeper has a son who is the number one scholar in the dynasty and has a bright eye, but he has not yet been married... "
"No. 1 pick?" Luo Qingchen's brows twitched slightly as she said, "It seems that the shopkeeper is very lucky."
In fact, what he was thinking at this moment was that since he was the number one scholar, he would definitely have a chance to meet Feng Qianche.
Wait, that would only be possible if the current Saint is Feng Qianche.
"Yes! I don't know, girl..."
"I'm not married, so you can tell me the truth." Luo Qingchen put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth and took a bite, "Actually, I'm not a local. I'm a newbie here and I'd like to ask Miss Xiaoyue a few questions."
"Oh! I'm just a waiter. Girls don't have to be so formal. Just call me Xiaoyue."
"Well, Xiaoyue." Luo Qingchen also felt that the girl's name was a bit awkward, and her name sometimes made people feel more friendly.
"How many years has it been since the current Holy Emperor took the throne?" Luo Qingchen did not dare to call him by his first name. After all, she had no identity and no qualifications to call out the words 'Feng Qianche'.
In fact, she was vaguely worried. If she went through all the trouble to get back here and he was gone, wouldn't it be...
Xiaoyue probably didn't expect that she would ask such a strange question. After all, most people would rarely ask about the Emperor's family.
But she still told the truth: "The new Feng Emperor has been on the throne for seven years."
"Is this the Crown Prince at that time?" Luo Qingchen turned her eyes, a faint glimmer of light flashing between her clear and watery brows.
"Yes..." Xiaoyue turned her head and seemed to have thought of something. She hurriedly said to her: "If the girl came to Chang'an like this because of Emperor Feng's words, I'm afraid her trip will be in vain."
"Why do you say that?" Luo Qingchen took a sip of tea, her slender body trembling slightly. At this moment, I felt inexplicably nervous. (To be continued)