Ming Wuyou sneered and said in his heart: I really hope not.
She had just heard Yun Zichen talk about gynophobia, and she was wondering if she could diagnose her pulse or ask about her past, maybe it could be cured?
She had seen similar symptoms before when she was in Jiangzhou. In fact, it was not a fear of women, but an allergy to the smell of perfume on women and soap locust from laundry.
But now she has no idea at all.
What if she touched Yun Zichen with her wrist and was thrown three feet away?
Three feet, a distance of more than ten meters. If it were thrown on this bluestone, its arms and legs would be broken.
"By the way, Wuyou, let's go to the palace for dinner tomorrow." Yun Zichen handed the post to Ming Wuyou's hand, "My mother gave it to you."
"OK."
Ming Wuyou is now familiar with everyone in Prince Zhan's Mansion.
Perhaps they were connected by blood, and they gradually became closer to them.
…
The next day, she and Yun Zichen went to Prince Zhan's Mansion together.
As soon as I entered the corridor, I met Yun Zimo.
Yun Zimo's whole body stiffened instantly, and the smile on his face froze on the spot.
Princess Anping smiled brightly and stepped forward to hold Ming Wuyou's hand: "Wouyou is here? Come on, let's go to your place to talk."
She pulled Ming Wuyou along and stopped when she passed Yun Zimo, wanting Yun Zimo to say something.
She likes Ming Wuyou, and Yun Zimo is her biological son. She hopes that the two people can ease their relationship a little, so that Yun Zimo will not run out every now and then to avoid Ming Wuyou.
Today she deliberately hid the news from Yun Zi and Mo Ming Wuyou.
Unexpectedly, Yun Zimo was like a stone sculpture, showing no reaction.
Princess Anping hates that iron cannot become steel.
On the other hand, Ming Wuyou smiled and said: "It's a little cold outside, princess, let's go there quickly, don't freeze."
"..." Princess Anping had no choice but to say: "That's good."
After she and Ming Wuyou walked for a while, Princess Anping couldn't help but turn around and glared at Yun Zimo helplessly.
Yun Zichen stepped forward and patted Yun Zimo on the shoulder, "My sister is very sensible. If you apologize and talk to her properly, she will forgive you."
Yun Zimo was indeed at fault for what he had mistakenly admitted, but he was not guilty enough to die.
It was Fu Rou who was still thinking carefully, but Yun Zichen felt that there was no need to be so stiff. We were all a family, and we always had to talk things out of the way so that we could live happily together.
Yun Zimo forced a smile and said nothing.
Fairy Bird Tower was replaced by Wuyou Pavilion. Ming Wuyou was a little surprised: "Why did you change the name?"
"It's better to name your place after you. Let's go in and take a look. Several things inside have been changed."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, took a closer look, and couldn't help but admired: "This must be a person's handwriting. It's so beautifully written and has a lot of character."
"Right." Princess Anping chuckled: "I also think this word is good."
"I don't know who wrote it?" Ming Wuyou turned to Princess Anping, "Princess, can you tell me? I want to ask for a word."
She wanted to make a new dough fan for Murong Yu, using Chinese characters as the surface.
Her paintings are indeed good, but her calligraphy is in small and exquisite regular script with hairpin flowers, which is slightly lacking in matching Murong Yu's cold temperament.
The handwriting on this tablet is strong, strong and soft, which is just right.
"This..." Princess Anping paused, "That man has a very weird temper. Most people can't see him. Why don't you tell me what the word is, and I can ask for it for you."
"Okay." Ming Wuyou nodded, "I will send it to the princess after I think about it."
…
After returning to the Ming family, Ming Wuyou silently sang a song "Joining the Army" and had someone send it to Prince Zhan's Mansion.
Princess Anping immediately called Yun Zimo over, "Here, the opportunity is given to you. These are the words Wuyou wants. You have to write them down and send them over, and explain clearly what happened at the beginning."
"..."
Yun Zimo said coldly: "Who do you think I am? I'm not a copycat."
"You stinky boy!" Princess Anping was furious: "If you don't move forward and create some opportunities for you, you still don't know a good person's heart?!"
Yun Zimo froze, took the piece of paper from the table, and went back to his yard.
He was very tough in front of his mother, but after returning to the yard, he was not embarrassed at all and wrote the song "Army March" seriously.
"Poetry is very good." Yun Zimo frowned and whispered, "What does she want with this?"
"The Baichi Tower in the west of Fenghuo City, the sea breeze and autumn alone at dusk... Does she, a girl, also know about Fenghuo?"
Yun Zimo wrote very seriously. This time he also wrote dozens of copies. He wrote from the afternoon until late at night and chose the one he thought was the best.
Of course he couldn't send it there himself, so he ordered Qingyun to deliver it to Yun Zichen the next day, and then transfer it to Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou was really happy as he held the calligraphy: "This calligraphy is really beautiful. I want to visit some of this weirdo. Third brother, who wrote it?!"
"Uh..." Yun Zichen's expression was complicated. Qingyun just explained that he couldn't say anything.
Yun Zichen saw that Ming Wuyou was so happy now. How bad would it be if he found out that it was Zimo who wrote it and affected his mood?
He didn't say anything either.
Ming Wuyou didn't ask any further questions, thinking that a fan made of such beautiful characters would look even better, so he happily returned to his yard.
…
After nearly a month of preparation, Baishantang is finally opening!
Yun Zichen volunteered to get Bian here from that "master".
The song "Walking in the Army" that was originally used as a fan was written in a free and easy way, quite heroic, but the words "Baishantang" used in the medical center were written in a more graceful and regular way.
Ming Wuyou was very satisfied, and even wrapped a large gift, dragging Yun Zichen to give it to the "master".
Ming Wuyou's identity is now an open secret in Beijing.
The daughter recognized by Prince Zhan's Mansion opened a medical clinic in Beijing, and the news spread like wildfire.
On the opening day, many people came to this street and reserved seats in various restaurants and restaurants early to watch the excitement.
"What kind of ability can a teenage girl have? She must be in vain."
"I heard that she went to sea on her family's boat when she was very young. She stayed there for several months, eating and living with a group of grown men."
"She also runs an escort agency and hangs out with the escorts!"
"I have also heard that she had her biological father beaten and sent to prison. In the end, his father was sent away without even a word of mercy from her."
"Even if such a woman is the daughter of the King of War, that's really... bad."
The last person summed it up, using euphemistic words and sighing.
The noble ladies in the capital are of high moral character.
Now there is a piece of rat shit like Ming Wuyou mixed in!
Many people have shaken their heads frequently and decided not to associate with this woman in the future, it is too cheap!
There was a girl in green sitting in the seat by the window. After listening to everyone's discussion, she snorted coldly, "What do you mean it's terrible? It's simply indiscreet, shameless, unfilial, unjust, and shameless!"