The queen is a bit cowardly

Choose the material, decide on the style, and then make it into a ready-made garment. With the meticulous work done by this Banlanfang, it won't take half a month to get it. If Chang Lan is not the princess, she will probably be ranked behind others. A nobleman from another county came to make clothes. Who would have thought that he had waited half a year for this class.

It's You time to go out, and after You time is the curfew, but the streets of Tianping City are still crowded with people, especially there are many restaurants and some cosmetic places in Beishi. People are not in a hurry to go back, there is always a gentle town for them to spend the night.

Jiang Qingluan lived in Tianping City for three years. Since she had no money in her arms and was worried about being killed by assassins at any time, she seldom went out. Looking around Beishi today, they were full of laughter, and the faces of the vendors and passers-by were all beaming. , The children ran, the servants chased after them, and the girls from the noble family walked hand in hand.

"Is there anything you like?" Chang Lan noticed Qingluan's expression and asked curiously.

Qingluan waved her hand: "I just feel that it's lively."

Chang Lan knew that the other party lived in seclusion and resignation, and thought that she had been subordinated to others for the past few years. When the two met for the first time, Jiang Qingluan's royal clothes were still patched, and they were both nobles. I can't imagine whether I can bear this grievance. Today, Jiang Qingluan stands beside her and regards herself as a guest. This is a million times better than being in the Confucian Mansion, but Chang Lan knows that a guest is always a guest, and she herself is Qingluan. Added a little heartache.

"Let's take a look around if we think it's lively." Chang Lan suggested, and gave Ah Li a wink.

A Li has been serving Chang Lan since he was 11 years old. Although he is a slave, his family background is higher than that of many servants, and he is also clever. Chang Lan knows what the master wants with a single movement. After arranging a few words for the groom, he changed his course when he saw the groom, and then headed towards Beishi.

"Is this going to Wangming Tower?" Jiang Qingluan still vaguely remembered this way.

"What are you doing there? They are all Chang Dai's spies." Chang Lan said, "What I did will be reported to him in a while."

"Is that going?"

"Fan Lou." Chang Lan said, "It's also time for snacks. The craftsmanship of the chefs in this shop is at the top of the scale."

Jiang Qingluan had heard of this restaurant before, it was a very famous place, she couldn't help but look to both sides of the street, she said it was a good restaurant, but which one wasn't?Presumably it was all opened by the nobles of Tianping City.

Then Chang Lan introduced the flavors of the balance along the way, such as which company has the best taste of dried fruit, and which company's master-made piano sounds are the most accurate.

Chang Lan's car passed through the crowd like a boat pushing away duckweed, the place was bustling with people, Jiang Qingluan's heart had been empty for so long, as if it had finally been filled with something.

"As expected of the capital of the world." Jiang Qingluan sighed.

"But for His Highness, the most beautiful one should be Qi Peng."

Qipeng City is the capital of the Fu Kingdom, and Chang Lan has never been there, but which of the capitals of all countries is not prosperous?

"Naturally." Jiang Qingluan said frankly, but the old country should never go back.

Chang Lan saw the disappointment in Qingluan's eyes, and didn't know if she could really do it, but she blurted out: "If I can enter this Daxin Temple in the future and lead the officials, everything will pave the way for His Highness."

"Thank you." Jiang Qingluan pressed her right hand on her chest and responded with a talisman. It was natural and comfortable to hear such words, but she knew how difficult it would be if she really wanted to do it, but Chang Lan had a heart to say that.

Then the car arrived at Fanlou, the same as going to Banlanfang, the person in charge naturally knew every noble person who came, and directly took Chang Lan to the elegant room in the middle of the second floor, which was facing the stage where the performance was performed on the first floor. Without interference from left and right, since he is already a regular customer, the host will naturally remember Chang Lan's love, and there is no need for guests to order food, Fan Lou also has his own arrangements.

Jiang Qingluan and Chang Lan sat at the same table, and the food was presented after a while. There were not many items, but the dishes were exquisitely arranged, and it made people's appetite greatly increased at a glance.

"I remember that Fu people like to drink." Chang Lan said.

Jiang Qingluan nodded, but there has been no good wine in the balance, she said: "Good meat goes with good wine, we drink stronger."

"Fanlou has everything." As Chang Lan said, she ordered people to look for Fuguo spirits. Sure enough, there was still a lot in the wine cellar. , but Fu merchants are all over the world, and they like to drink wine from Fudi wherever they go.

The singing and dancing on the first floor started with the musical instruments, and the wine was also brought up. When Jiang Qingluan smelled it, it really tasted like home, and her heart was happier than before. She filled herself with wine, but saw that Chang Lan's glass was empty.

"The princess doesn't drink?"

Chang Lan's drinking capacity is average, and she doesn't usually drink too much, but before she could speak hastily, Jiang Qingluan grabbed her glass and poured a glass.

"One cup, nothing to worry about." Jiang Qingluan said, this wine is indeed the taste of Fu Guo, and this time she wants to share this taste with Chang Lan.

Seeing Jiang Qingluan's warm expression, Chang Lan couldn't shirk, so she took the cup.

"Respect the princess, I hope the princess' wish will come true soon." Jiang Qingluan drank the cup and filled it up for herself. I guess Xin Guo didn't drink like this. Looking at Chang Lan with a blank face, she pointed The cup said, "You can do whatever you want."

Jiang Qingluan's toast was indeed casual, but it seemed a little rude not to drink the wine when it was brought to her mouth. She raised her hand and drank half of the glass, only to feel that her throat was burning abnormally, like a fire, and she couldn't help but choke badly.

"Just whatever you want." Jiang Qingluan didn't persuade Chang Lan to drink, but instead pressed Chang Lan's hand holding the cup: "Fu Guojiu is strong."

"It's okay." Chang Lan replied, imitating Jiang Qingluan's tone again.

Since it didn't matter, Jiang Qingluan no longer cared about Chang Lan, since the wine glass was empty, he had to fill it up.At this time, singing and dancing were performed under the stage, and there were delicacies on the table. Unknowingly, the two of them had a lot of conversations, which meant that the reunion of wine was already a thousand cups away.Although there was a smile on his face, Jiang Qingluan felt a little sad the more he drank. If Chang Lan hadn't taken care of him, he might not have felt like this in someone else's house. He was just worried about three meals a day, winter and summer clothes, and now he doesn't care He was fed and fed, but all he could think about was his past in Fu Kingdom, those drinking with his confidantes, and now those people, but they are dead and scattered.

Jiang Qingluan also took advantage of the wine, and asked Chang Lan, "Princess, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Become an official." Chang Lan replied, her face was already blushing at this time.

"Being an official in the Xin Dynasty?" Jiang Qingluan confirmed, but soon understood what Chang Lan meant. The precedent for a woman to be an official paved the way for Chang Lan.

"But I am the king of the Fu Kingdom." Jiang Qingluan was a little embarrassed. Although all the princes in the world are subjects of the emperor, and there are precedents for other princes to be officials in Daxin, if one day there is friction between the Xin Kingdom and the Fu Kingdom, he should be there. What position?At least in her opinion, the people of Fu Kingdom are still her own people.

"Not...too long." Chang Lan was a little drunk: "I'll walk into the court...you...you can come down."

What Chang Lan said made her feel a little far away, but Chang Lan's personality seemed to be more trustworthy than she imagined. She no longer worried about three meals, and it was also Chang Lan's kindness. Do your best.

"The princess is drunk, why don't you go back home." Jiang Qingluan exchanged for A Li: "Let the groom prepare."

Ah Li looked out the window, it was already dark, and the restaurants around had already hung up the lights, she replied: "It's curfew, His Highness doesn't come out today, without the dragon pattern flag."

This is Beishi, Fanlou is the best restaurant, if you can't go back, there is naturally a place to live.

"Then let the shopkeeper arrange the room and take the princess to stay." Jiang Qingluan turned to Chang Lan again. Chang Lan's face was flushed, and her eyes were a little absent-minded. Jiang Qingluan asked softly, "How about staying here temporarily today?"

"Your Highness...the arrangements are made." After speaking, Chang Lan picked up the wine glass and took another sip. In fact, she only drank three glasses in total, but she was already in a bad shape.

A Li said: "Just now the shopkeeper said that there is only one spare room, and the rest are servants' rooms. I probably didn't expect the princess to travel by car today."

In fact, there was no dragon pattern flag, and Chang Lan did not lack anything to prove her identity. It was just that the city guards patrolled at night, so there would inevitably be strict inspections, fearing that the princess's drunken state would be spread, and it would also insult the royal family tradition.

"Send someone to take the princess back to the room." Jiang Qingluan supported Chang Lan's waist and made her stand up: "Princess, go back to the room and rest."

Ah Li got up to pick up Chang Lan, but Chang Lan leaned on Jiang Qingluan's shoulder and did not move.

"A Li is here to pick you up." Jiang Qingluan reminded, moving her towards A Li.

"No." Chang Lan pushed Ah Li away, "I can still drink with His Highness."

A Li and Chang Lan have known each other since they were young, and it was also the first time that Chang Lan was drunk like this. The last time Chang Lan was drunk was ten years ago, but she only blushed, and then fell asleep obediently. It was the first time that he lost his composure.

"I'll drink it tomorrow." Seeing that she was really drunk, Jiang Qingluan lied.

"Drink today." Chang Lan said and wanted to go to the banquet to get wine. A Li wanted to stop him, but because of the difference between master and servant, he didn't dare to refute Chang Lan's intention.

Seeing Ah Li's dilemma, Jiang Qingluan couldn't care less. She squatted down slightly, hugged Chang Lan horizontally, and said to Ah Li: "Where is the princess' room? Is there anyone else on the road?"

"Out of the elegant room, turn left and go upstairs. I'll clear up the people on the road." A Li said and went out to do business.

Jiang Qingluan hugged Chang Lan and went upstairs like the wind, for fear that any public servant who stayed overnight would see Chang Lan's gaffe. Fortunately, A Li did handle it well, and he didn't see anyone else along the way. Jiang Qingluan went upstairs in a few strokes. It was indeed luxurious, comparable to the bedroom in the Princess Mansion. She went to the couch and put Chang Lan down, but Chang Lan hooked her neck, intending not to let her go.

"Princess, Ah Li will come in to serve you later, you have to be good." Jiang Qingluan now only hopes that Chang Lan will fall asleep.

"Your Highness, the wine is not finished yet."