Lord of Rebirth

(——Olive branches are distributed today~! Please!——)

Shen Xi didn't feel it when he was sitting in the teahouse before, but now when he walked to the street, he realized that the street was crowded with people.

Shen Xi quickly said to Sun Moyao, "Wang... that... Ah Hui, follow me, lest you be scattered by the crowd, and you will have no money to buy things."

The tone of the second half of the sentence was obviously exaggerated on purpose, as if the prince was his follower.

Sun Moyao was very obedient, and nodded quickly, he squeezed to Shen Xi's side, their arms touching each other.

Sun Moyao lowered his head and whispered into Shen Xi's ear, "I'll just follow you, and I won't get lost."

Shen Xi's ears warmed up, and he subconsciously tried to escape, but there were a lot of people around, and they crowded together again.After thinking about it, he didn't make a sound.

The temple fair was divided into several streets, and whether it was the shops on the side of the road or the two rows of vendors in the middle of the road, they all shouted with all their might to attract the attention of passers-by.

It seems that people from the entire fief came here to join in the fun. Shen Xi came to Fengxiang Mansion for more than a month, but he didn't think there were so many people in Fengxiang Mansion.

As the sky gradually darkened, the lanterns became brighter and brighter.

Shen Xi was attracted by a stall selling paper fans on the side of the road. He patted Sun Moyao on the arm, and said, "Ah Hui, let's go to that stall and have a look. They seem to sell white fans. I'll buy a few and go back and invite Zhang." Mr. Xi, write an inscription, and it must look beautiful in the room."

Sun Moyao nodded and followed, and said, "I can give you questions if you want, it must be worth more than Zhang Xi's."

"Vulgar." Shen Xi rolled his eyes at Sun Moyao, "Why should a fan be worth money in the house? It's better to put a silver ingot."

Accidentally showing his true nature again, Shen Xi hastily turned his head and walked towards the booth.

Sun Moyao was not annoyed at being said so, and walked behind Shen Xi with a smile, as if it didn't matter if he scolded him a few words.

Shen Xi stood by the side of the booth picking out fans, some had inscriptions and paintings, and some were blank.

Shen Xi took three fans to bargain with the stall owner, which is considered his strong point, even if the money in his pocket can buy all the fans in this stall now.

Even though it was quite cold at night, and the wind made Shen Xi's nose a little red, he was negotiating with the stall owner, but he didn't even realize that the prince behind him had disappeared.

In the end, the stall owner found out that his words were not as good as Shen Xi's, and the price was at a point where he could neither lose nor make a profit. The stall owner admitted it, and joked, "All right, all right, at this price, three? I'll give it to you." You guest officer, pack it up!"

Shen Xi nodded triumphantly, ready to pay with a smile on his face, and looked at the fan he liked with a satisfied face.

The stall owner glanced at Shen Xi twice, then smiled and said, "For the sake of being so handsome, I'll give you another penny, three fans 65 pennies, you take it."

"Thank you." Shen Xi was in a good mood, he handed over the money and took the paper-bound fan, turned around to look for the prince, but a mask fell from the sky and directly covered his face.

Sun Moyao wore one on his head, and said, "You are so handsome, you have to cover it up so that no one can see it."