About half an hour later, Yun Ran pushed Nangong Mo through the crowd.
Tianchu's culture was different from Rouran's. Yun Ran was filled with curiosity and interest in this bustling street market.
"Osmanthus cake! Freshly baked osmanthus cake! Take a look!"
"Peach Blossom Brew! Superior Peach Blossom Brew. Don't miss it!"
"Candied hawthorn! It's big and round! It's free if it's not delicious!"
People came and went on the long street. There were all kinds of vendors, and the shouts of vendors could be heard everywhere.
When Yun Ran saw the bright red candied hawthorn, her eyes lit up. Without thinking, she abandoned Nangong Mo.
However, she turned back halfway. "Your Highness, do you want a skewer too?"
The man snorted. Disdain was written all over his handsome face. "Only an idiot would like something that childish."
Yun Ran was speechless.
Who was he calling an idiot? Huh? He wasn't cute at all!
Soon, Yun Ran came back happily with two sticks of candied hawthorn in her hand. Nangong Mo glanced at the candied hawthorn in her hand calmly and sat up slightly with an expression that said, "I'm not eating it. Don't give it to me."
Yun Ran handed the candied hawthorn in her left hand to Nangong Mo… 's guard, Feng Xuan, who was behind him. "Commander Feng, here!"
On learning that it wasn't for him, Nangong Mo was stunned.
Feng Xuan was a little flattered. He subconsciously looked down at his master and felt a little nervous, but he still decisively reached out to take it.
"Thank you, Consort!"
Nangong Mo narrowed his black eyes and glanced at Feng Xuan coldly.
Feng Xuan immediately stood upright with the candied hawthorn in his hand. For a moment, he did not know whether to eat it or not.
Feng Xuan's survival instinct kicked into gear. Master, please stop looking. I'm panicking…
Nangong Mo retracted his gaze and saw that Yunran had already squeezed her way to a stall selling fans.
The stall owner was a young man with a scholarly appearance. He was handsome and refined.
He heard Yun Ran say, "Did you draw these fan faces? Did you make the fan slats yourself? Not only is Young Master talented, but your craftsmanship is also so exquisite!"
He also saw the scholar blush and lower his head slightly. "I'm not talented! You flatter me! Which one do you like?"
Yun Ran picked out one of the ink paintings. "This. How much?"
"This is for the lady. It's free."
"Huh?"
Nangong Mo saw the scholar's face turn even redder, and even his ears turned red. The scholar said, "There are thousands of people in the mortal world. It was due to fate that you were able to cross the vast sea of people to come to this my stall and like this fan. This fan is a gift to you."
Yun Ran indeed liked the fan very much. The scholar was sincere in giving it to her, and he had the demeanor of a gentleman. She thought for a moment and handed over the candied hawthorn that she hadn't had time to eat. She chuckled. "I can't take it for nothing! Why don't I exchange this with you?"
As soon as Yun Ran finished speaking, a stack of banknotes fell from the stall with a bang. A cold voice that sounded like the night wind sounded, "Since Madam likes fans, let's buy them all."
Yun Ran was confused.
She looked back in a daze and realized that Nangong Mo had appeared beside her at some point. He was looking at the scholar with a gloomy expression.
The scholar was stunned on the spot as he looked at the man who had suddenly appeared. His originally red face was now a little pale.
Yun Ran looked at the stack of banknotes and estimated that it was at least ten thousand taels. She immediately lost her composure.
This wastrel!
Did you buy so many fans to cook and eat?
Just as she was about to take the banknotes back, the man grabbed her hand. "Didn't Madam say that she wanted to see rouge? I'll accompany you."
Yun Ran was confused.
Looking at the man's charming face, Yun Ran seriously wondered if this guy had been possessed.
When did she say she was going to see the rouge powder?
And why did he sound… a little sarcastic?
The man didn't give her a chance to refuse. He took her hand and dragged her away.
"Hey, hey, hey. You haven't taken the banknotes. Let go."
"Feng Xuan will handle it."
Yun Ran was speechless.
Handle it? How? Buy up all the stalls!?
However, that was the truth. Soon, Feng Xuan chased after him with a sack in each hand.
Yun Ran looked at the two bulging sacks and her heart twitched fiercely. Her entire body hurt!
Nangong Mo, that wastrel!
Bird, he's so extravagant! Will he be penniless by the time I inherit the family fortune?!
That's … hard to say.
Yun Ran fell silent. Suddenly the candied hawthorn in her hand no longer smelled good.
Why don't you find a dark and windy night and just do him like this? You have to get both money and sex, right?
Go to hell!
Yun Ran was getting worked up when she suddenly felt that her hand was empty. She looked down and saw that her candied hawthorn was actually in Nangong Mo's hand.
Yun Ran was speechless.
"Your Highness, are you robbing me?"
Nangong Mo stared at the candied hawthorn in his hand, his eyes deep and cold. She actually wanted to give it to that gigolo! Even he didn't have any!
"So what if I am?"
Yun Ran was speechless. That arrogance!
Not only that, the man had eaten her candied hawthorns right in front of her. He hadn't left a single one for her.
Yun Ran was speechless.
I'd like to skewer his dog head on a stick of candied hawthorn!
Just as she was feeling depressed, she suddenly caught a glimpse of an old granny kneading sugar figurines in front of her. The sugar figurines on her stall were lifelike. There were flowers, birds, insects, and fish, as well as small people.
Yun Ran blinked and a bright and cunning smile slowly appeared on her lips.
"Granny, make me two little sugar figurines."
The old woman had a kind face. She looked at Yun Ran and smiled kindly. "Young lady, what do you want to make? Flowers and birds? Or small animals?"
"Granny, I want a…"
Yun Ran tiptoed and leaned over to whisper in the old lady's ear. She even turned around and gestured at Nangong Mo.
The old woman smiled knowingly. "Okay, okay, okay! I understand. Little girl, wait a moment. I'll pinch it for you now."
Granny was very serious. She looked up at Nangong Mo from time to time, lowered her head, and pinched the little sugar figurine again.
Nangong Mo was speechless.
That petty woman! She must have thought he didn't hear what she said just now.
Granny was skilled. It didn't take long for her to make one. She handed it to Yun Ran with a friendly smile. "Young lady, look. Are you satisfied? If you're not, I'll make it again for you."
Yun Ran took the little sugar figurine and placed it beside Nangong Mo's handsome face. She compared it carefully and was extremely satisfied!
Nangong Mo was speechless.
This wretched girl! How brazen!
"Granny, it looks like him! Just make another one. No, two more."
"Sure thing!"
Yun Ran was very generous. She handed the sugar figurine to Nangong Mo and smiled. "Master, this is good. I'll give it to you first."
Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the miniature version of himself in front of him. "What are you giving me?"
Yun Ran blinked and smiled like a little fox that had stolen a fish. "A little sugar figurine! It's pinched very well! As for the pattern, it's a dog. It's made very well! Your Highness, try it?"
Nangong Mo was speechless.
A dog?