PFC Chapter 336 Okay, let’s go to West Street!
Chapter 336 Okay, let’s go to West Street!
Liu Ruyun covered her cheeks with her trembling hands, her vision blurred by tears. She suppressed the humiliation and unwillingness, and slowly stood up. Her body was shaky, and like a candle in the wind, she stumbled away from the scene, leaving behind only a pitiful back, accompanied by sobs, as she walked away.
Chu Mengting was originally concentrating on choosing jewelry, but was disturbed by the commotion. She finally came to her senses. She slowly walked over and asked with concern: "Sister Xi, what happened? Eh? That person just now... seemed to be Liu Ruyun, right? Did she do something to make sister unhappy?"
Chu Zixi shook her head lightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile, but the coldness in her eyes was difficult to conceal. She said lightly: "It's nothing, just encountered a disgusting fly."
"Xier?" Jun Feimo walked to Chu Zixi with steady steps and called softly.
Chu Zixi shook her head lightly, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she sighed, "What a pity, an unexpected fly ruined my mood."
When Jun Feimo heard this, he gently reached out his hand and held Chu Zixi's hand tightly, his eyes full of doting, and he comforted her softly: "In that case, let's go to another place."
Chu Zixi smiled slightly and nodded in response: "Okay."
After the group went downstairs, not far away, Chu Mengting was about to tell the shopkeeper to go to Prince Li's Mansion to get the silver bills, but the shopkeeper told her that the bill had already been paid.
Chu Mengting was stunned, then looked at Chu Zixi, "Sister Xi, why did you let someone pay the bill? I said I bought these for Sister Xi to add to her makeup." She complained softly, but her tone was full of intimacy.
Chu Zixi smiled slightly, "I think these jewelry are very suitable for you, so consider them as gifts from me to you." As she said that, she calmly glanced at Yu Da who was standing beside her.
Master Yu understood and immediately stepped forward, handing a heavy bag to Chu Mengting.
The bundle contained jewellery carefully selected by Jin Manlou.
Chu Mengting's eyes widened, she was too surprised to speak. She swallowed and it took her a while to find her voice, "Sister Xi, this... this is all for me? Jin Manlou's jewelry is priceless. I was planning to..."
"Just keep it if I give it to you. There's no need to be so formal between us." Chu Zixi interrupted her, her smile as warm as the sunshine in early spring, without the slightest affectation or hypocrisy.
Chu Mengting couldn't help laughing when she heard that. Her laughter was so clear and sweet that it echoed through the streets like a silver bell. "Thank you so much, Sister Xi! When I get back, I'll ask my mother to pick out some fine jewelry for you as a dowry. My mother has a lot of good things."
After saying that, Chu Mengting carefully handed the bag to her maid.
Chu Zixi and her group continued shopping, visiting every street and alley.
The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, there were only three days left until their wedding.
At this time, the entire imperial city was filled with an unprecedented festive atmosphere, as if making final preparations for this grand wedding.
"Master, the matter of West Street has been completed. The people live and work in peace and contentment. They are all grateful for the princess' kindness, so they are waiting to see you outside the palace gate. I hope the princess will come to West Street in person to appreciate the beauty of the new home." Yu Da's voice suddenly broke the silence in Zhaoyang Palace, causing everyone who were busy to stop what they were doing and turn their eyes to Chu Zixi.
Upon hearing this, Chu Zixi's eyes flashed with a gentle smile, and she said softly: "Oh? This is a happy event. Yu Da, get ready quickly, and we will go to West Street immediately to take a look." There was a hint of anticipation in her tone, and she was obviously very interested in this matter.
Jun Feimo just stepped into the palace gate and came over after hearing the sound. His eyes fell gently on Chu Zixi, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xier is going to West Street? How can I be left behind?" As he said that, he walked to Chu Zixi and gently held her hand.
Chu Zixi turned around and looked at Jun Feimo, and they smiled at each other.
Afterwards, they walked out of Zhaoyang Palace together, got on the carriage, and drove towards West Street.
As the carriage slowly drove out of the palace, the people on both sides of the street knelt down and saluted, shouting: "Greetings to Princess Zhaoyang, greetings to the prince consort!" Their faces were filled with joy, and their eyes were full of respect for Chu Zixi and Jun Feimo.
Chu Zixi smiled and waved to the people, while Jun Feimo held her hand tightly and stayed by her side.
In the eyes of these people, it doesn’t matter whether Jun Feimo is the War King of Dongyang State or not. In their eyes, he is the son-in-law of Princess Zhaoyang of their Chu State.
Chu Zixi poked her head out, "Everyone, get up. This princess is heading to West Street. You..."
"Princess, you go first. Our legs and feet are fine, and we will be here soon."
Chu Zixi smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go to West Street!"
Following her order, the carriage slowly started moving towards West Street.
After a while, the carriage arrived at West Street.
The carriage slowly stopped, and the wheels made a slight friction sound against the ground.
Chu Zixi and Jun Feimo got off the carriage together and looked around. They saw the people of West Street standing neatly at the entrance of West Street, greeting them with smiles on their faces.
When they saw them approaching, the people knelt down one after another and shouted in unison: "Long live the princess, and long live the prince consort!" The shouts were like a passionate melody, echoing in the air and shaking people's hearts.
Chu Zixi gently raised her hand and made a false support gesture. Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze blowing past the ears: "No need to be polite, fellow villagers, please stand up."
When the people heard this, they stood up one after another with joyful smiles on their faces.
In the long river of history, this ancient city has witnessed countless rises and falls. West Street, like a corner forgotten by time, quietly sleeps in the dust of the years. The stone pavement has been covered with moss, and it looks a little mottled; the doors of the shops on both sides are closed, as if even the breeze is unwilling to disturb this tranquility. However, at this moment, everything is rejuvenated by the arrival of Her Royal Highness the Princess.
An old man walked out slowly from the crowd. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to carry the accumulation of years.