Although the carriage was stable, it was better to have a steadier place for Miss Yun to do her makeup.
As the woman moved, the Little Cyan Snake coiled around her wrist, raising its head to look at Xu Chang'an.
"It won't be a problem." Miss Qing shook her head: "Ms. Zhu is inviting the young master to the banquet, without your presence, it wouldn't happen."
"Mm." Xu Chang'an nodded, just about to return to the carriage when his gaze suddenly swept over the emerald ribbon on the head of the woman in green clothes in front of him.
Miss Aqing?
This ribbon is quite pretty.
The woman in green noticed Xu Chang'an's gaze on her hair, her delicate face turned slightly red, and she gathered the courage to ask: "Young master, why did you stop the carriage? If you are preparing a gift for Ms. Zhu, head north from here for a street full of makeup shops—there are many beautiful gifts suitable for Ms. Zhu there."
She thought Xu Chang'an didn't want to attend the banquet empty-handed.
