A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 31 The Third Prince Nangong Jing
  Jiang Fengqing shook his palm away from her eyes. The bright light made her squint. She glanced around with her peripheral vision and found that she seemed to stand out from the crowd. She and the salesman were almost face to face, cheek to cheek. .

The salesman had his hands behind his back, his posture was tall and slender, his thick eyebrows raised, and he looked at the girl in front of him playfully, waiting to see her run away shyly.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Fengqing not only didn't run away, but stood still without moving back. She slightly raised the corners of her lips, looked directly at the man in front of her with clear eyes, and raised her chin in a proud arc.

He turned his head and blew into his ear.

"It's really interesting that the dignified third prince of Beiguo actually sets up a stall here to sell things."

Nangong Jing suddenly took a few steps back, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the handsome girl in front of her in surprise, her ears turned red, full of disbelief, "Which family are you from? How do you know my identity?"

The girl in front of her was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Her round, almond-shaped eyes sparkled when she smiled, and she had a graceful figure. The foggy and flowing skirt on her body was blown up by the wind, which really highlighted her refined temperament.

While Nangong Jing was sizing up Jiang Fengqing, Jiang Fengqing was also sizing him up.

This man is also a legendary figure. In his previous life, he even coveted the throne a little bit. He participated in several plans. Later, he saw that several brothers were competing too fiercely. Even his mother-in-law, Kang Concubine, suddenly became involved in the fight. Lose your life.

Then he retreated and took his princess and his family away. No one knew where they went afterward.
  "How can you, a young salesman, know our young lady's name?" Xiaoying glared at the salesman angrily, and hurriedly stepped forward, trying to pull her young lady back into the crowd, but she was stopped by the young lady.

Jiang Fengqing raised her lips and smiled, her eyes were bright, and her tone was a little arrogant: "I will not change my name, Jiang Fengqing! Have you heard about it?"

After saying that, she raised her eyebrows at him.

"Are you Jiang Fengqing?"

Nangong Jing's pupils shrank and she frowned. Her eyes gradually became more complicated. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "If I remember correctly, I have never seen Miss Feng Qing in the palace?"

"Of course I have never seen the Three Emperors... salesman." Jiang Fengqing glanced at the crowd of people around and quickly changed his name. Nangong Jing must not have wanted others to recognize him.

She took a few more steps forward, stopped at an arm's length from Nangong Jing, lowered her voice, and said casually in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Eunuch Zhang who was next to the emperor sent it to me some time ago. There are several portraits of people, let me choose from them."

As he said that, he pursed his lips and frowned, pretending to be embarrassed, "Every man in the portrait has his own merits. Even the nine-year-old Nangong Min is in the portrait, so naturally you are also in these portraits."

"That's when I recognized you."

She paused and clicked her tongue again: "You don't look as good-looking as in the portrait, so the painter in the palace also has his own facial contouring effect?"

Jiang Fengqing crossed her arms. This time it was her turn to watch the show.

"You are really as naughty as the rumors say." Nangong Jing said through gritted teeth.

He had always known that his father wanted this girl from the Jiang family to choose one of their brothers to marry, to prevent General Bai's military power from falling into the hands of other young men from other aristocratic families. If one day he rebelled, it would be troublesome.

But he didn't expect that there was such a thing as sending paintings.

Jiang Fengqing's eyes flickered a few times and she nodded cheerfully: "Thank you for the compliment."

Looking at his look, do you really believe that the emperor sent her portraits of several princes?
  This was just an excuse for her to make nonsense in order to get to know a few princes.

Nangong Jing took a deep breath, "Then which man did Miss Fengqing choose? But it must not be me."

"After all, I have always only liked beautiful and virtuous women, and Miss Fengqing really doesn't have the same qualities at all." He raised his chin and glanced at the red scars on Jiang Fengqing's neck with a look of disgust. Beyond words.

"Hmph!" Jiang Fengqing sneered and nodded in agreement, "What a coincidence. I don't want a man who sets up a stall in the market to be my husband."

"That's good." Nangong Jing nodded clearly, turned his eyes, then turned around and took a box from the table next to him, stretched out his arm, and handed it to Jiang Fengqing.

He started to sell the things on his stall again, "I think the scar on Miss Fengqing's neck is conspicuous and ruins her beauty. Why not try this box of Ziyun Cream."

"It is purely natural and hand-ground. It can heal wounds on the skin, stop bleeding, kill bacteria, promote skin growth, and can immediately relieve the pain of the wound. It has many effects."

Nangong Jing is articulate and fluent, and boasts that she can do everything. The Ziyun Cream on the palm of her hand was also dangling in front of Jiang Fengqing, and she said mysteriously: "My Ziyun Cream can also moisturize dry and dry skin, making it smooth and soft~"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at her.

"Is it really as good as you say?" Jiang Fengqing was skeptical.

Nangong Jing directly opened the lid of Ziyun Paste, and the fragrance of mugwort mixed with medicinal materials came to his nostrils. The paste showed a bright purple-red color, crystal clear.

"This looks like a good thing. If you don't want it, I want it!"

A woman in her thirties pushed past Jiang Fengqing who was blocking the way, snatched the Ziyun Cream from Nangong Jing's hand, and asked angrily: "Can this cream also treat the freckles on my face?" ah?"

Everyone took a closer look and saw that there were indeed some dark spots on the lady's big, round face, so they all looked at the salesman expectantly.

"Naturally."

Nangong Jing glanced at the women who were watching. With so many people, he could make a lot of money today.

He was so happy that he quickly bent down and took out thirty boxes of Ziyun Cream from the wooden box under the stall.

He looked at the freckles on her face with a smile, "But sister, the freckles on your face have been there for many years. It will take three to five courses of treatment to completely eradicate them and make the skin on your face more delicate and smoother." !”

"elder sister?"

The aunt was already dazzled by the salesman's smile. When she heard him calling her sister, she blushed even more. She took out a large bag of broken silver from her sleeve and said boldly: "Three boxes first." Use it and see!”

"Okay, sister has good taste!" Nangong Jing quickly collected the money and handed over the other two boxes of Ziyun Cream.

Then he picked up the long ceramic spoon on the birdcage, added crushed dried fruits to the parrot, and poked the parrot's wings a few times.

The parrot turned its head and pecked the long spoon a few times with its beak, but failed to peck it, so it snorted angrily a few times, then raised its head resignedly and shouted: "The quantity is limited, first come, first served! Chat!"

"Huzi is right, I did only bring these thirty boxes of Ziyun Cream today. It's first come, first served, everyone!"

Upon hearing this, other women swarmed up and pushed Jiang Fengqing out of the crowd. Fortunately, Xiaoying had quick eyes and quick hands and helped her young lady.

Jiang Fengqing let out a long breath, raised her hand to straighten her messy hair a few times, turned to the salesman who was surrounded by the crowd and shouted: "Leave me a jar of Ziyun Cream, otherwise I will go directly to the salesman's house to propose marriage. ah!"

(End of this chapter)