"When you become a husband and wife, it means honor and disgrace. The number of titles and positions you get are all earned by the man. It can be said that whoever a man makes friends with in the court will be the same person a woman makes friends with behind her back. Did you hear that?
Does Mrs. Shen, who has been to Duke Xin’s Mansion, have any contact with the female family members of Prince Jingyang’s Mansion?”
Ning Yujin turned the book to the next page, dipped it in ink and continued to write comments.
Many things in ancient medical books were too simple, and the dosage and usage of some drugs were wrong. She had nothing to do, so she came here to supplement.
Xiangyue suddenly became enlightened after hearing Ning Yujin's explanation, and her whole mood became much better: "It seems that Princess Ding is not that easy to be."
"You think being a princess is as easy as shopping for groceries on the street." Ning Yujin glanced at Xiangyue in a funny way and threw away the pen in her hand, "Where are the letters from Duke Xinguo's Mansion and Prime Minister Su's Mansion?"
"Here." Xiangqiao, who was practicing female red at the side, quickly handed over the two letters as if they were gifts. Her expression seemed to say, "Our lady was also invited by someone," which made Ning Yujin burst into laughter.
After taking it and opening it, Ning Yujin laughed out loud again: "This is Su Yuehua."
She was extremely happy to get the VIP card of Baishanzhai, and was eager to try some of the famous medicinal dishes for beauty and beautification there. Shen Yixuan happened to be free, so she invited her to hang out with her.
"Forget it, I haven't been to Baishanzhai for a long time. I'm afraid that guy Sanbao really thinks I'm ignoring him."
I went to report back to the eldest lady, and the eldest lady explained some precautions and asked her to pay attention to her words and deeds so as not to offend others.
Ning Yujin responded submissively and forgot to clean up after leaving the door.
That girl Su Yuehua is more tolerant than she is, and Shen Yixuan is not the kind of person who sticks to trivial matters, so she has nothing to worry about.
The next day, Ning Yujin, accompanied by Xiangyue, got on the carriage heading to Baishanzhai.
Speaking of which, this was her first time wearing women's clothing to Baishanzhai, and she didn't know what Lu Yixing and Sanbao's expressions would be when they saw it.
However, the carriage had only reached halfway when something happened.
Ning Yujin rubbed her belly and sighed, then suddenly asked Xiangyue: "Hey Xiangyue, have you prepared anything to eat when you leave today? I seem to be a little hungry."
Xiangyue was opening a corner of the curtain to take a peek at the lively market outside. When she heard these words, she turned around and glanced at Ning Yujin with disdain: "Miss, not long after you ate, you are actually hungry again!
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"Isn't this a long body?" Ning Yujin lazily raised his arm, "Look at my little hands, didn't you say you want me to grow more flesh?"
"That's right, but," Xiangyue shrugged, with a look of helplessness, "You said you had a toothache recently and had to eat less snacks, so I didn't prepare anything when I went out."
As she said that, she looked outside: "And we're going to Baishanzhai soon. Let's go there and eat again."
"Forget it, the food in Baishanzhai is new to others, but to me it almost makes me sick." Ning Yujin curled her lips and opened the curtain directly, "Stop the car!"
"Hey, miss, what are you doing..."
Xiangyue barely had time to stop Ning Yujin when she saw her jump up with her skirt, get off the carriage and stand on the street!
She was startled, and quickly got out of the carriage with her hood in hand, and caught up with Ning Yujin in front of a steamed bun stall.
"Miss, please put on your hood quickly."
How can a rich young lady show her face on the street?
Ning Yujin waved her hand impatiently: "Oh, no one would take a look at my appearance if I were thrown on the street. If I put on a hood, it would be conspicuous."
"But……"
"Stop it," Ning Yujin turned her head, "Do you want to eat steamed buns?"
Xiangyue was speechless to Ning Yujin again: "..."
Ning Yujin bared her teeth at her, turned around and said to the boss of the bun stall: "Boss, here are four meat buns!"
"Okay." The boss neatly wrapped the buns for Ning Yujin, looked at her one last time, and smiled honestly, "It's a blessing to eat."
Ning Yujin smiled politely: "Thank you."
Xiangyue quickly blocked the boss's view of Ning Yujin and said anxiously: "Miss, I've bought some steamed buns too, please get on the carriage quickly."
"Haha, Xiangyue, you are so naive. After finally coming out, do you think I will stay in the carriage?" Ning Yujin took a bite of the soft meat buns, laughed twice, and asked.
Ignoring Xiangyue, she strode forward.
Xiangyue stretched out her hand and patted her head. She fainted for a moment and immediately gave in to her fate and chased after him.
She no longer had any thoughts about Ning Yujin. She could only blame herself for following such a bold master.
In the past, when she wore men's clothes, Ning Yujin often took Sanbao out for shopping. So this time, she went shopping with ease.
I bought two hairpins for Xiangyue and Xiangqiao, and two round fans for Su Yuehua and Shen Yixuan. I took them to Baishanzhai and asked Lu and his party to smoke them with medicine to ensure that the fragrant wind would burst when they fanned the fans.
Xiangyue followed Ning Yujin in fear all the way, and finally arrived at the entrance of Baishanzhai. She thought she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect that the little ancestor who said that wind is like rain stopped and refused to leave!
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Xiangyue felt that the tight string in her head was about to break, but Ning Yujin had no intention of stopping.
With the last meat bun in her mouth, she tilted her head and looked at a scholar who was selling calligraphy and painting at a stall opposite Baishanzhai, and walked over unconsciously.
The gray coarse cloth gown, worn on the scholar, gave him an indescribable elegance.
His long, black hair was also tied up with an old gray hairband. When he lowered his head to write, his long hair would hang down from his shoulders. Against the white skin of his neck, he looked as beautiful as a painting.
Ning Yujin walked closer and closer, and finally stood directly next to him, watching him use his brush and ink to outline half of a horse's body in one smooth stroke.
She couldn't help blurting out: "Okay!"
There was no one in front of the man's calligraphy and painting stall. Hearing this voice, he raised his head and glanced at Ning Yujin, with a smile on his lips: "It's just for fun. The lady was so impressed."
The moment Ning Yujin saw his face, her eyes suddenly lit up.
What a handsome scholar, look at that nose, look at that mouth, look at those pair of smiling peach-blossom eyes, he looks like a disaster!
And the voice is also nice. He is obviously serious, but why does it sound a little bit seductive in his ears?
"Well, I'm just watching for fun. You can continue painting and don't worry about me." Ning Yujin also smiled shyly at him and calmly put half of the bun in her hand behind her back.
Damn, she actually dangled half a meat bun in front of a handsome man. It was simply a blasphemy to her beauty!
The man looked at her with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand towards her: "Can I give you the bun in your hand, Miss?"
"Ah?" Ning Yujin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, but still handed him the bun she took a bite of.
He saw him take the bun, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Ning Yujin's eyes suddenly widened.
"You...you...what are you doing?"
He was actually eating the buns she had eaten. Wasn't that an indirect kiss?!