In three years, Jiang Zizhen and Wan Qing have matured not only the major pharmacies and jade shops in their hands, but also their minds.
The originally lively Jiang Zizhen crawled and rolled around in the mall, and after falling down several times, she gradually became a strong woman who could stand alone, and no longer had to use Wan Qing as a shield.
Lin Yun shined in the autumn harvest ceremony the next year and came first, pushing Xiangyi Building to a new height. Every day, more people came to Xiangyi Building than their heads could bear.
But Qingluan and Lin Yun gradually became idle. They only came on stage occasionally, which was enough to make people crazy.
Qin Yi's health gradually improved under Wan Qing's care, both covert and covert, and she managed the Xiangyi Building with great care, sharing the pressure for Jiang Zizhen.
On the contrary, Wan Qing has been free in the past three years. Apart from occasionally exchanging information with Han Jing and dealing with the Queen Mother in the palace, she has focused almost entirely on playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and dancing.
I was so bored that I went to the drugstore to play with Su Ling. In the past three years, Su Ling had been studying pharmacopoeia with Ji Yufan, so since she was much less playful, she would be content if I didn't tease her.
Working as Ji Yufan's little follower.
Seeing that the summer heat was already here, Wan Qing casually put on a dark red dress and went to the pharmacy to ask Jiang Zizhen for that novel summer drink.
"How about it, I said you will like it!" Jiang Zizhen happily ran to the well and lifted up a rope. A small but heavy jar was lifted up, which contained ice.
Sour plum soup.
Wan Qing took it with a smile and chatted about it, "You might as well open another restaurant. I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."
"That's right! A restaurant! And it must be unique." Jiang Zizhen has never stopped having weird ideas, but some have been implemented and some have not. At least for now, she is powerless.
Ji Yufan knocked on the wooden door, interrupting the conversation between the two of them, "Princess Zuo... I have something to ask of you. Can we talk in private?"
Wan Qing handed the jar to Zhi Yuan and followed him into the inner room. Seeing that Ji Yufan still didn't open his mouth while looking at the door, he asked Jiu Ying to carry Jiang Zizhen aside and then signaled him to speak.
"Princess Zuo... How old is Su Ling this year?" Ji Yufan rubbed his hands, and even though he was already weak, his face turned red for the first time.
Seeing his strange behavior, Wan Qing smiled lightly. She already knew something about it in her heart. Coupled with the interaction between the two of them in the past few years, it was strange not to know. "If you can wait, wait four more times."
Year."
"Ahem. Thank you Princess Zuo for your advice..." Ji Yufan nodded and hurried out of the room. As soon as he went out, he bumped into someone. He had to lower his head and apologize before passing by.
The visitor's eyes were fixed on Ji Yufan, making him feel a little creepy and forcing him to look up.
Chu Lurong, who was full of evil spirits, smiled slightly, then turned to look at Wan Qing who was about to come out, grabbed her and disappeared.
"Why don't you cry out that it hurts?" Chu Lurong's hand strength became stronger and stronger as he grew older. He only used 50% of his strength, and Wan Qing felt that a large part of his arm would definitely be bruised, but with Chu Lurong's strength,
Rong has a bloodthirsty temper and screams in pain, which seems to be even more dangerous.
"Tell me, what are you doing with him in the house today!" Finally reaching a deserted place, Chu Lurong directly grabbed Wan Qing's chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"First Prince, it seems like you shouldn't be here now, right?" Wan Qing raised an eyebrow. Chu Lurong had changed too much. What exactly happened in the imperial mausoleum in the past three years.
When Chu Lurong saw Wan Qing looking at Zuo Lai, he silently increased his intensity, and the black between his brows almost solidified.
"Mr. Ji's sweetheart is Su Ling. He just wants to know something about Su Ling from me. Why is the eldest prince so interested?" Wan Qing gently put her hand on his wrist and slowly took his hand.
He opened it, his eyes getting colder.
Perhaps, during these three years, I should not have left Chu Lurong a way to survive. Instead, I had set myself on fire.
"I'm sorry, I..." Chu Lurong seemed to realize Wan Qing's resistance and anger, and suddenly woke up, but before the apology was uttered, Wan Qing had already used Qinggong to leave quickly, not giving him this chance at all.
Chu Lurong pounded the wall hard, but was stopped by Qiying, and finally had to return to the garrison outside the city early.
Tomorrow the surviving prince can return to the capital. Entering the capital today is a violation of the imperial edict, and naturally cannot be true.
Because of Chu Lurong's interference, Wan Qing naturally lost interest and went back to the house first, letting Jiuying call Zhiyuan and Moxiang back.
Calculating the time, it is almost time. I am afraid that Chu Lurong and others will return to the palace in the near future. Then they will be busy again.
Sure enough, when Zuo Jian came back, he brought up the issue of the guards for the ceremonial guard three days later.
It's obvious that things can be done early, so why do they have to postpone the discussion and completion until recently? But Zuo Jian didn't say anything and just did things silently, which is too suspicious.
I'm afraid, it's Sun Quan who's causing trouble again...
Zuo Jian was constantly suppressed because of the incident last time. However, Zuo Jian has not found the final killer so far. A prisoner on death row was used to cover up the incident, and there is no news about it so far.
Each of these doubts is really disturbing.
"Miss, what's wrong with your face?" As soon as Zhiyuan entered the room, she felt something was wrong on Wan Qing's face, so she hurried to her side and looked at her carefully.
Wan Qing didn't care at all, she just felt a little hot on her face, so she waved her hand and asked her to prepare the meal. However, this small neglect caused her to almost lose her temper when she saw herself in the bronze mirror the next day.
This bronze mirror was destroyed.
"Oh my God! Miss, your face..." Because of Wan Qing's movement, Mo Xiang put down the clothes in her hands and raised her head, suddenly exclaiming, which also attracted Jiu Ying's attention, but this time
It looks good, but he suppressed it so hard that he suffered internal injuries. He wanted to laugh but couldn't.
Zhiyuan hurriedly boiled the egg and put it in the well water until it became cold, so that she could apply it to Wan Qing to remove some bruises.
"After three days, I won't go to greet you. I just found a good excuse to avoid being stared at again." Wan Qing could only sigh repeatedly. The bruises had not gone away recently, so she didn't want to go out.
"Yes. Mo Xiang will report to Madam right now." As soon as Mo Xiang stepped out, a fleshy little figure rushed in, waving his claws and teeth, scaring the wet nurse to follow closely.
Looking at this younger brother who was obviously doted on by Mrs. Zuo, Wan Qing sighed again.
I'm about to get my haircut, and it's probably time to leave after next year.