Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

The crowd made way for Xiao Yixiang and did not forget to mock Song Mingyue who was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Don't go to the doctor if you are sick. Doctors are just commoners. How can they treat such a noble person?"

People dispersed with laughter, leaving two maids behind, nervously patting the young lady on the ground.

Qianyou and Yanran did not lose interest in shopping and kept buying things along the way, with their four maids carrying their hands full of things.

"The Yunshen Bookstore is in front of us. The speed of serial updates seems to be a bit slow recently. I haven't bought books there for a while. Shall we go in and take a look?"

Qian You looked a little embarrassed. He had been too busy recently and had forgotten to give Qiao Mu the storybook. He would have to output some of it someday when he had time.

The two of them entered the bookstore, and the quiet atmosphere made them breathe more lightly.

"Miss, you haven't been here for a long time."

The book boy at the door was very observant and he could almost remember every guest who came in and out every day.

"The Lost Princess Pearl, the book you read last time, has been published. Would you like to buy a copy today?"

"There's an ending, that's great, give me the last copy."

Oh?

Who wrote the ending?

It seems like I haven’t finished writing it yet?

Qian You also became interested and wanted to take a look at a copy.

"Our chief is here today. If you want to buy a set, he can sign for you."

"Really? Then give me a set and take me to see the chief. I want his autograph."

"Please come this way!"

The waiter briskly led Sheng Yanran up to the second floor.

Qian You also followed with great interest.

Yes, the bookstore managed by Qiumu is really good.

The service is good and the business model is good.

In an open room on the second floor, a man in a green gown, with one hand behind his back, was standing in front of a painting.

The bookstore accepts consignment of poetry and paintings from students, and there are always many extraordinary works worth appreciating.

This is the place where he feels most at peace, and he comes here from time to time.

Sheng Yanran went upstairs, and the first thing she saw was this scene, her heart beating wildly.

"Master, the guest needs a signature."

The young man reminded him gently, and Qiumu slowly turned his head.

The little girl in a beige brocade jacket, a brown pleated skirt, and a yellow shawl was staring at him in a daze, her face flushed, her eyes wide open, clear and bright.

He coughed lightly, and the woman seemed to come back to her senses, embarrassed, and looked at Qian You in panic.

"Qian You." Sheng Yanran's face turned red to her ears.

Qiao Mu looked at Qian You helplessly, his eyes avoiding Sheng Yanran's face.

Qian You seemed to be blind. He put his arm around Sheng Yanran and walked in front of Qiao Mu.

"Master, we bought a set of storybooks. I heard we can ask you for your autograph?"

Qiao Mu's face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was because of Qian You's teasing or because of his own embarrassment.

"Please give me an autograph, Master."

Sheng Yanran said softly, looking forward to it.

Seeing this, Qian You let go of Sheng Yanran's arm and deliberately walked away to look at the poems and scrolls hanging on the wall.

Yes, this painting does have some artistic conception.

She also stopped in front of the painting that Qiumu had just looked at, nodding from time to time.

Under Sheng Yanran's fiery gaze, Qiao Mu signed his name with difficulty and handed the script back to her.

"This is Qiao Mu, the owner of the bookstore and also the chief of Qianmai Palace. If you go to the mansion often, you can meet him. He is Qiao Nan's brother, my friend, and a friend I grew up with."

Qian You walked back, looked at the awkward look between the two, and explained happily.

Sheng Yanran's little face was full of expectation, "Can I come to your house often?"

"Who are you asking? Me? Or him?" Qian You looked at her teasingly.

Sheng Yanran's face turned even redder, and her eyes became evasive, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Your cousin is almost going to live in our house permanently. If you can share one of his guest rooms, I can also let you live there permanently."

"I dare not do that. He will strangle me to death."

Sheng Yanran knew Qian You was joking and the awkwardness gradually eased.

"My name is Sheng Yanran, I'm the cousin of Sheng Wang Cangyu, from Beibohou Mansion, and also Qianyou's friend. Nice to meet you."

As she said this, she performed a standard bow to Qiao Mu with a graceful gesture.

"Qiao Mu, you are welcome to visit our house often."

The three of them browsed and commented on the scrolls of poems and paintings on the wall. Qian You asked Qiao Mu with great interest how the storybook ended.

Qiao Mu said that since the meeting, many people have spontaneously continued to write the storybook. He selected the most logical ones and completed the storybook, including other storybooks that are currently being serialized. Many updates come from everyone's continuation.

Qian You suddenly felt the pressure dissipate and he agreed with Qiao Mu's approach.

After she and Qiao Mu sent Sheng Yanran to the carriage, the two of them also rode back to the mansion.

Two days passed quickly.

Although Qian You was reluctant to enter the palace, he had to get up early and was tossed around for nearly an hour by Qiao Yun, who was sent by the Grand Princess.

"So beautiful, Miss, you are so beautiful."

After Qiao Yun carefully dressed up Qian You, she was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

The long black hair was tied into a bun, embellished with a set of exquisite headdresses and plum blossom hairpins, making her look luxurious and lively.

The fair little face is as crystal clear as snow, glowing from the inside out.

Her eyes are like lacquer, her glances are bright and brilliant, her lips are red without any makeup, she has no words to say, and her breath is like the fragrance of orchids.

She was wearing a moon-white pleated brocade dress with a fitted waist. Jasmine flowers the color of water lilies were lightly blooming around her waist. She wore a belt of the same color, which accentuated her slender waist that was barely wide enough to be held in one hand.

A light blue fitted cape, winding along the ground, embroidered with elastic lotus leaves on a green background, makes the person look calm and composed.

Qian You took Qiao Nan and, accompanied by Qiao Yun, boarded the carriage and drove towards the palace.

Just like the palaces I visited in my previous life, the tall and heavy green walls and the grand and wide palace gates all demonstrated the power and majesty of the imperial family.

The vehicles moved in an orderly manner, stopped at the palace gate, and were stored in a wide area, where people got off and walked.

It was neither early nor late, and there was a constant stream of people holding invitations to the banquet. Qian You waited patiently for the guards at the palace gate to check.

She handed over the invitation, and the guards looked at her and her entourage with eager eyes.

"We are from the Grand Princess's Mansion," Qiao Yun said calmly.

"Yes, please come in."

The guard politely made way. This person was Aunt Qiao Yun from the Grand Princess's Mansion, whom he had just met not long ago.

The Grand Princess recovered quickly, and His Majesty was very happy to hear that. He gave her many good things and sent them to her mansion. The aunt came to express her gratitude on behalf of the Grand Princess.

The Grand Princess originally wanted to come here today to help Qian You take charge.

But Qian You disagreed. Her body, which had just recovered, was not suitable for long-term exertion. She had no choice but to send Qiao Yun to accompany Qian You to attend the plum blossom viewing banquet in the palace.

Under the guidance of Qiao Yun, Qian You strolled along the long corridor. Looking at the towering pavilions and tall buildings not far away, his heart was filled with excitement.