"Young Master, our store opens on the 9th of September!" The shopkeeper of the House of Exceptional Beauty, Fang Tong, had a pair of beady eyes and a mustache. He looked smart and capable, but also a little cunning.
Seeing Feng Cang in a white robe and a veil, Fang Tong enthusiastically asked someone to serve him tea, "You can take a look first. If you like it, we can place the deposit today."
"Okay." Feng Cang said. Fang Tong was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, "Please help yourself. If you need anything, just call the waiters. They will give you the most detailed answers."
"Waiters?" This was a new word …
Feng Cang looked around the store. He had to admit that the House of Exceptional Beauty was a very different store. Not to mention the beautiful clothes, just the wooden carvings of the models were enough to make people admire Young Master Guang Hua's mind.
The clothes were dead when they were hung, but they were alive when worn on the models. There were also those smiling 'waiters'. Their clothes were also very exquisite. Even though they were wearing the same clothes, the slight differences in their collars and cuffs were enough to let people know the difference.
Fang Tong hurried back to the backyard, pushed open a door and closed it. When he saw Murong Qiqi, he knelt down on one knee to greet her.
"Get up!" Murong Qiqi looked at the scenery outside the window leisurely while Su Mei and Su Yue stood on the other side.
"Miss, there is an important guest downstairs. He seems to be the future son-in-law."
Fang Tong carefully looked at Murong Qiqi. Fang Tong, who was nicknamed the clairaudient, had the best hearing in the demonic realm. As long as he heard a voice, he would never forget it. Years ago, Fang Tong had met Feng Cang in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Therefore, when Feng Cang had spoken just now, Fang Tong had immediately known his identity.
"Oh …" There was no doubt in Murong Qiqi's voice. When she met Jin Mo earlier, she already knew that Feng Cang was already in Xiliang. Today, he came to the Shop of Peerless Beauties in a good mood.
Murong Qiqi could guess Feng Cang's intentions with just a thought.
During this period of time, she seemed to have been spoiled by Feng Cang's thoughtfulness. Feng Cang had taken care of everything for her, including clothing, food, shelter, and transportation. Even the flowers and plants in her Jade Bamboo Garden were specially sent by him.
Feng Cang was even worried that she would not be used to the food in the North Zhou Dynasty, so he specially sent a chef from the North Zhou Dynasty to the Prime Minister's Manor to make roast lamb, mutton hotpot, and milk tea for her.
This man must have learned how to play mind games. He was obviously in Xiliang, but he never showed his face. It was just that every needle and thread, every blade of grass and every tree around her was branded with his mark, making it hard for her to forget. He had to admit that this was a good idea. Now, even Su Yue and Su Mei were praising Feng Cang.
Just a while ago, Fang Kui had just received news that on the first day of the opening of the treasure shop in Beizhou, a set of "Qiuhua" designed by Murong Qiqi using a golden giant clam was bought by a mysterious person at a high price. That person was Feng Cang's subordinate. Feng Cang must be here for the palace banquet!
However, Murong Qiqi was very puzzled as to why Feng Cang was so good to her.
Logically speaking, his parents died in the battle at Mount Yandang, and the person who turned the tide of Xiqi was Murong Tai. He should hate Xiqi and the Murong family. Why did he marry her, the "trash" of the Murong family, and pamper her again and again?
Could it be that he changed his way of revenge? He planned to put her on a high pedestal, and then let her fall to the bottom in order to avenge his parents? If that was the case, then he had picked the wrong target …
"Miss, what do you think …" Fang Tong said. This matter was related to Murong Qiqi, so Miss had to make the decision herself.
"Don't worry!" Seeing Fang Tong's uneasiness, Murong Qiqi smiled, "As long as he likes the clothes, you just need to bid a high price. With the Southern Lin King, Feng Cang, promoting us, the Shop of Supreme Beauty will definitely be popular in Xiqi. This time's palace banquet is a very good opportunity! "
Murong Qiqi paused when she said this.
The only clothes that could match the "Qiu Hua" were the "Golden Thread Clothes". If Feng Cang really wanted to win her favor and gave her the "Qiu Hua", then only the "Golden Thread Clothes" could match the "Qiu Hua".
"Give him the" Golden Thread Clothes ", he will definitely like it." Murong Qiqi stood up slowly, and with a flash of silver thread, she caught a small dandelion that was floating outside the window in front of her.
Seeing Miss' action, Fang Tong didn't dare to make a sound. Everyone knew that Miss was the direct disciple of the Demon Deity. Just the "Flower-Pinching Smile" alone was one of the Demon Deity's ultimate skills. If she could control her strength well, taking someone's life was as easy as breathing.
"By the way, tell him about the poem." Murong Qiqi carefully took down the dandelion and stared at it, lost in thought.
Seeing that Murong Qiqi didn't say anything, Fang Tong bowed again and left. He personally took the "Golden Thread Clothes" and gave it to Feng Cang.
"This is the treasure of our store, the" Golden Thread Clothes "."
Although Feng Cang was wearing a veil and Fang Tong couldn't see his expression clearly, he knew his Miss's craftsmanship well enough to know that he must be shocked. If this future son-in-law knew that his Young Miss was the rumored Young Master Guang Hua, who knew what kind of shocked expression he would have!
Although it was called the "Golden Thread Clothes", it had nothing to do with "gold". It was a fiery red gauze dress that was youthful and beautiful, and it was covered with a light golden chiffon.
The most amazing thing was that the golden chiffon was a complete landscape painting that was drawn with gold and silver threads. There were thousands of cranes flying, vigorous pine trees, towering cliffs, and a scorching red sun. Gusts of wind caressed a golden chrysanthemum on the cliff.
At the side of the cliff, there was a waterfall that flew straight down from the sky, splashing water everywhere. Even the water droplets were clearly outlined, as if they were real. In the pool under the waterfall, there were even a few fish happily playing in the water.
If it was a painting, it would have a profound artistic conception. If it was a dress, it would be gorgeous without losing its elegance.
Feng Cang had never seen a painting made on a dress like this before. It seemed like there was a reason why the Supreme Beauty Store was so famous in the world.
"Not bad …" Just as Fang Tong had guessed, Feng Cang took a fancy to this "Golden Thread Clothes". "Did your Young Noble say anything about the origin of this Golden Thread Clothes?"
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