Zhuang Ruoyun could not stay in the palace for too long.
Gu Nuoer decided to send her half a trip.
They walked on the palace road, and Zhuang Ruoyun lamented.
"I believe you were also frightened by Qingge's appearance?"
Gu Nuoer lowered her beautiful eyes and looked sad: "Why did a very good person suddenly become like this?"
Zhuang Ruoyun shook his head, and also expressed confusion.
"I hired famous doctors from all over the world for her. They all said she was scared. There were several folk warlocks who said she had lost her soul, and I also found someone to make a trick to call her soul."
"But I have tried many methods. She drank keel grass one bowl after another, but it has no effect at all."
Gu Nuoer knew that Ling Qingge's situation was not optimistic.
She seemed to be really scared.
However, Gu Nuoer was very confused. Her own spells would not work for Ling Qingge.
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The two sighed to each other, both worried about Ling Qingge's condition.
Gu Nuoer comforted her and said, "Sister Ruoyun, don't worry. I've been there for the past few days, and I'm going to think of a solution together. I believe Qingge will definitely improve."
Zhuang Ruoyun nodded with relief.
She said, "By the way, the eldest prince is all right?"
Gu Nuoer smiled playfully: "It's all good, but I hear it. When will Sister Ruoyun go back to Daqi and see it with her own eyes?"
Zhuang Ruoyun knew that she was joking about her, so she smiled generously.
She scraped the broken hair behind her ears: "I will go back if I have the chance in the future. Now I am dedicated to making money. By the way, Nuoer doesn't know yet, I have also opened some shops in the Western Regions."
Gu Nuoer was a little surprised: "Sister Ruoyun, you have completely expanded your business."
Zhuang Ruoyun covered her lips and chuckled: "Of course, my ambition is to let my shops spread all over the world."
At this time, Gu Nuoer noticed that Zhuang Ruoyun's hair was the hairstyle that only women after marriage would tie.
Her red lips opened slightly, and she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Ruoyun, are you... getting married?"
"No." Zhuang Ruoyun answered bluntly, and was also confused. Why did Gu Nuoer ask this?
Suddenly, she remembered, pointed to her hair, and smiled, "Did you see this?"
Gu Nuoer nodded.
Zhuang Ruoyun said happily in a tone: "I did it on purpose."
"deliberately?!"
"Yes, otherwise, there will always be matchmakers who want to say kinship to me, and there are still a constant stream of men who can't even drive them away. I'm really annoyed."
Zhuang Ruoyun waved his hand: "So, I simply made up a story. I told them that I was actually a widow. The fortune teller said that I was a husband, and I had already killed three husbands."
"So, no one told me about getting married again."
Gu Nuoer was stunned and couldn't help but giggle.
"Sister Ruoyun's method is really wonderful. Have you made up your mind not to get married?"
Zhuang Ruoyun's eyes were like clouds in the sky, unrestrained and free.
Between her eyebrows, the self-improvement of an independent woman is condensed.
"What's the point of getting married? Taking care of my husband and children is not the life I pursue. I want to make money well for myself and be free and easy. The more exciting I want!"
After saying this, both of them saw Ye Siming waiting for Gu Nuoer at the corner not far from the palace road.
Zhuang Ruoyun remembered and hurriedly said, "By the way, Nuo'er, you haven't congratulated you yet. I heard that you have been engaged to Yongye Hou. I had expected such a day."
Gu Nuoer smiled and had a beautiful and sweet appearance.
"Yes, I support Sister Ruoyun's idea, but I don't regret marrying someone I like."
After speaking, the girl said goodbye to Zhuang Ruoyun, and trotted towards Ye Siming with her skirt.
Zhuang Ruoyun looked at them standing under the tree, and Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly and said something to Ye Siming. Ye Siming raised his eyes and nodded slightly to Zhuang Ruoyun.
It was a greeting.
Then, Gu Nuoer waved and left with Ye Siming's hand.
A comfortable autumn wind blows.
Zhuang Ruoyun looked at the lovers who were leaving.
She gradually became confused and murmured: "Maybe, if you choose the person you like to marry, you will be happy, right?"