Fu Rou froze and stared at Ming Wuyou with a bloodless face.
There was no trace of the cold smile in Ming Wuyou's eyes: "Come, let's see you off!"
Fu Rourou and Yun Zimo were almost kicked out of Baishan Hall.
Fu Rou felt angry and resentful in her heart. She wanted to kill Ming Wuyou, but she couldn't do anything.
She squeezed the prescription in her hand tightly and swore secretly in her heart: when she returned to the capital and really became the daughter of the War King, she would send the most powerful killer to cut Ming Wuyou into pieces and cut her mouth into pieces.
Ten million knives!
Yun Zimo didn't speak much along the way, and occasionally looked at Fu Rou with a somewhat complicated look.
I just took a quick look and found that there were forty or fifty copies of the property deeds.
He never expected that Fu Rou had so many industries...
Didn't she often tell herself how Ming Wuyou bullied her in the Ming family, and how Mr. Ming didn't want to see her, bossed her around, and treated her like a maid?
Being a maid and giving her so much property?
"elder brother!"
Fu Rou looked at Yun Zimo, handed him the prescription in her hand, and looked at him expectantly: "Can you prepare it for me, brother?"
These two words of brother, combined with Fu Rou's innocent and weak look, instantly melted Yun Zimo's heart.
Yun Zimo threw away the doubts he had just now, stopped thinking about it, took the prescription, and said seriously: "Good sister, don't worry, I will definitely prepare it for you soon!"
After returning to Wuyou Pavilion, Ming Wuyou asked Caiyue to send someone to continue to keep an eye on Fu Rou.
Fu Rou was focused on getting rid of the odor on her body, but nothing happened.
In addition to spending time with his grandfather, Ming Wuyou spends every day recuperating from his injuries.
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Ten days later, Fu Rou, wearing a moon-blue soft satin coat, stood in the middle of the attic room and asked Qiu Tang beside her for the umpteenth time, "Is there really no smell? There is no smell at all, right?"
"Yes, it's really tasteless!" Qiu Tang also replied for the umpteenth time: "If you don't believe me, miss, ask the Fourth Young Master later."
"good."
Fu Rou nodded heavily.
Qiu Tang stepped forward and helped her put her clothes neatly on and went downstairs.
Yun Zimo had been waiting below for a long time. When he saw Fu Rou coming down, he rushed forward to greet her, "Rou Rou, how are you?"
"Brother." Fu Rou approached Yun Zimo, lowered her eyes slightly and asked, "Can you smell it?"
Yun Zimo sniffed hard and said happily: "There is a smell of bath oil, nothing else. The smell of foxtail grass has completely disappeared. It's great!"
Fu Rou was so excited that she almost cried.
Previously, she thought she would be so stinky for the rest of her life!
Yun Zimo quickly comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry. It won't look good if you cry. It's a good thing that the smell has disappeared. So Rourou. Brother will take you out to eat and help you fill in some clothes. Let's celebrate!"
"
Fu Rou nodded repeatedly.
The two of them left the villa together. Fu Rou thought that Yun Zimo was taking her to the Zhu family manor for dinner, but unexpectedly, the carriage turned to an ordinary street shop and stopped.
Yun Zimo Xianbao introduced it to Fu Rou in the same way: "Rou Rou, Qingyun and I discovered this store a few days ago. Although it is small, it is very clean and has Jiangzhou's characteristics. You will definitely like it."
Fu Rou:......
When had she ever eaten in such a small and rough place?
She couldn't understand why Yun Zimo, a war prince, would bring her to a place like this?
But she was happy today, and she always had to pretend when facing Yun Zimo, so she endured it.
She disliked the crude dishes and shabby tables and chairs here, and she always felt unclean. Although Yun Zimo kept enthusiastically serving her food, she basically didn't eat much. She barely ate two bites and then said she was full and didn't want to eat anymore.
"Okay, brother, eat it yourself." Yun Zimo believed it and said with a smile: "It is hard to get a porridge and a meal. My father has taught us since we were young not to waste food. Since we ordered it, we can't leave any leftovers."
Fu Rou was speechless again, wondering if Prince Zhan's palace was really so shabby?
The meal cost one or two taels of silver, which Yun Zimo paid.
Fu Rou left the shop and got on the carriage, and another thought flashed through her mind: it would be too shabby to reward a maid with only one or two taels of money.
Yun Zimo also got on the carriage and said with a smile: "Let's go, brother will take you to buy clothes!"
"good."
Fu Rou smiled and nodded.
In the past two months, she had been so bothered by the tokens and the smell of foxtail that she had not even bought herself any new clothes.
What girl doesn't love beautiful clothes?
Fu Rou began to look forward to what color and style of clothes she could choose later.
The two stopped in front of a clothing store.
This time, Yun Zimo chose the most famous Li Ji Buzhuang in Jiangzhou, which made Fu Rou feel very good.
When she was in the Ming family, she bought all her clothes here, and she was considered a frequent visitor here.
As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by a familiar waiter.
"Miss Fu Rou, you haven't been to the store for a long time. What do you want to buy this time? Let me introduce it to you!"
Yun Zimo stepped forward and said, "Help Rourou bring out some of the most beautiful clothes."
"This is..." The waiter looked at Yun Zimo's noble clothes and handsome appearance, and he boldly guessed with a smile: "Is Miss Fu Rou engaged?"
If not, which young man can be so close to a girl and still call her by her nickname?
Yun Zimo frowned and said, "Nonsense, I'm her brother."
"Ah -" the man whispered and said quickly: "The villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die."
The guy was murmuring in his heart.
Doesn't Fu Rou live in the Ming family? There is only one medical fairy named Ming Wuyou who is her sister. Where did such a handsome brother come from?
But he didn't dare to think too much and quickly showed Fu Rou the latest styles.
Fu Rou took a look and said in a good mood: "I like all five styles, please help me make one of them."
"Okay." The clerk quickly agreed and took out a book to record Fu Rou's detailed requirements.
Yun Zimo followed and watched for a while before he understood: "Not buying it directly?"
The clerk replied with a smile: "The clothes we have here are all made to order. The styles are just a look. We can fill in the details according to the customer's requirements."
After saying that, the clerk turned to Fu Rou: "Besides the embroidery sample, are there any details you want to add?"
"Gone."
"Okay, let's make it according to Miss Fu Rou's measurements. The deposit for five pieces of clothing... I'll do the math." The clerk quickly flipped the abacus, "It's one thousand two hundred taels. After it's done, I'll pay another one thousand eight hundred taels."
, take a look at the list."
"Um."
Fu Rou nodded and looked at the order, but Yun Zimo on the side stared blankly.
Three thousand taels for five pieces of clothing?!
He was also making quick calculations in his mind.
Three thousand taels!
How many war horses, how many weapons, how many winter clothes, how many medicinal materials?!
Just buy five pieces of clothing?!
"No problem." Fu Rou had already checked the list, looked at Yun Zimo, and called out softly: "Brother."
Yun Zimo looked embarrassed and hesitated: "Rourou, this, isn't this a bit... a bit..."
He didn't say the word "expensive".
But Yun Zimo himself is a straightforward person and can't hide his thoughts. His eyes said everything.
The waiter was a good person, so he noticed something, smiled very sensibly, and said that he would let Fu Rou take a look first while he went to help them pour tea, and then left.
Fu Rou's face was extremely ugly, and a wave of anger rushed straight to her forehead. She bit her lip for a long time before saying, "Brother, is it expensive?!" This chapter has been completed!