Zhuang Ruoyun cannot stay in the palace for too long.
Gu Nuoer decided to send her halfway.
As they walked on the palace road, Zhuang Ruoyun lamented.
"I believe you are also frightened by Qingge's appearance, right?"
Gu Nuoer lowered her beautiful eyes with sadness: "A good person, why did he suddenly become like this?"
Zhuang Ruoyun shook his head and expressed confusion.
"I invited famous doctors from all over the world for her, and they all said that she was frightened. Some folk magicians said that she had lost her soul. I also found someone to do some magic to revive her soul."
"But I have tried many methods. She drank bowl after bowl of dragon bone grass, but it didn't work at all."
Gu Nuoer knew that Ling Qingge's situation was not optimistic.
She seemed really frightened.
However, Gu Nuo'er was confused because her own spells were not effective on Ling Qingge.
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The two of them sighed at each other, both worried about Ling Qingge's condition.
Gu Nuoer comforted her and said, "Sister Ruoyun, don't worry. We'll think of a solution together during the few days I'm here. I believe Qingge will definitely get better."
Zhuang Ruoyun nodded happily.
She said: "By the way, is everything okay with the eldest prince?"
Gu Nuoer smiled playfully: "It's all good, but what you hear is false. When will Sister Ruoyun return to Daqi to see with your own eyes?"
Zhuang Ruoyun knew she was making fun of him, so he smiled generously.
She scraped her broken hair behind her ears: "I will go back if I have the opportunity in the future. Now I am focused on making money. By the way, Nuo'er doesn't know yet, I have also opened some shops in the Western Region."
Gu Nuoer was a little surprised: "Sister Ruoyun, you have completely expanded your business."
Zhuang Ruoyun covered his lips and chuckled: "Of course, my ambition is to spread my shops all over the world."
Only then did Gu Nuo'er notice that Zhuang Ruoyun's sideburns were a hairstyle that only married women would wear.
Her red lips parted slightly, she was stunned, and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Ruoyun, are you... married?"
"No." Zhuang Ruoyun answered bluntly, and was also confused as to why Gu Nuoer would ask this.
Suddenly, she remembered, pointed to her hair, and said with a smile, "Have you seen this?"
Gu Nuoer nodded.
Zhuang Ruoyun said with a pleasant tone: "I did it on purpose."
"deliberately?!"
"Yes, otherwise, there are always matchmakers who want to propose marriage to me, and there are a steady stream of men surrounding me, and I can't even drive them away. I'm really tired of it."
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 widower. I have killed three husbands."
"So, no one told me about getting married anymore."
Gu Nuoer was stunned and couldn't help but smile.
"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 brows, the self-improvement of an independent woman shines.
"What's the point of getting married? Raising a husband and raising children is not the life I pursue. I want to make good money for myself, be free and be as wonderful as 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 thought about it and said hurriedly: "By the way, Nuo'er, I haven't congratulated you yet. I heard that you and Marquis Yongye are engaged. I had expected such a day."
Gu Nuoer was smiling and had a pretty and sweet appearance.
"Yes, I support sister Ruoyun's idea, but I don't regret marrying the person I like."
After finishing speaking, the girl said goodbye to Zhuang Ruoyun, picked up her skirt and trotted towards Ye Siming.
Zhuang Ruoyun looked at the two of them standing under the tree. Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly and said something to Ye Siming. Ye Siming then raised his eyes and nodded slightly to Zhuang Ruoyun.
It's like saying hello.
Then, Gu Nuoer waved, took Ye Siming's hand and left.
A pleasant autumn breeze blows.
Zhuang Ruoyun looked at the lovers walking away.
She gradually murmured in a trance: "Perhaps, if you choose to marry the person you like, you will indeed be happy, right?"