It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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Xi Ye is dangerous?

Without turning his head, Gu Cong felt that the eldest son of the emperor probably had a hole in his head.

When he strode out of the palace gates, all the guards headed by Lu Jin were looking forward to it. Seeing his general nodding his head imperceptibly, they all looked at each other excitedly, and almost jumped up on the spot howling.

Gu Cong ignored the group of monkeys, but was thinking that if he wanted to bring Xi Ye back to Sanggan City, he should prepare a carriage, not the rough style usually used to carry luggage, but with curtains, spacious enough, in addition to shelter from the wind and rain, and put some things to relieve boredom. He saw one on the road before going to court, it seemed to belong to the imperial concubine's natal family, and it looked good.

But this kind of thing might not be available if you buy it temporarily, so you have to go back to your house and ask Uncle Qian.

Lu Jin, who was still laughing stupidly behind, hurriedly said, "General, where are you going, General?"

"Wait for us!"

The roads in Yanjing City are wide, and those who deal with the grasslands have nothing to say about equestrianism. If you walk slowly, you will definitely not hurt the people, but follow along, and Lu Jin found out that something was wrong:

The general chose this road, why doesn't it look like going home, but instead looks like going to Dongshi?

In that place, apart from the fact that every family is more expensive than the other, in his eyes, it is not as good as the West Market. Besides, there are Hu merchants in the West Market, with curly hair and blue eyes. They are not more interesting than some jewelry, calligraphy and painting?

Unexpectedly, the general stopped in front of a paper and ink shop after talking about something.

With a flash of inspiration, Lu Jinfu said to his heart, "You don't mean to buy him a gift?"

Immediately afterwards, he received the death stare from his own general.

At first, Lu Jin thought he guessed right, and the general was annoyed-or shy. After three seconds, he suddenly realized something, and changed his words, asking again:

"You don't want to buy a gift for Mr. Xi?"

Gu Cong was satisfied.

He, what is he talking about, if outsiders hear it, gossip will surely spread again.

"It's not a gift." Li Luo got off his horse with a serious face, "it's a necessity."

Xi Ye has a voice problem and needs to communicate in words on weekdays. If there is no paper and pen, how can the other party grab everyone's hand and write and draw?

Just thinking about it makes Gu Cong feel uncomfortable.

Lu Jin, who was following behind, muttered in a low voice: Necessities? That is not what paper and pen will do.

The more you explain, the more like a gift.

However, after entering the shop, Gu Cong discovered that there are at least a dozen types of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and he has no idea of ​​Xi Ye's preferences.

It was the shopkeeper who guessed Gu Cong's intention and took the initiative to introduce: "The general wants to give Mr. Xi a gift? This pine smoke emblem ink is as hard as jade, it is silent when grinded, and the fragrance penetrates the flesh and bones. It has always been Mr. Xi's favorite."