"Xiao Xiao, are these medicines for me?" Xiao Yunchen tugged on Xuanhuang's sleeves with a scared expression on his face.
He thought again of the bowl of quite bitter medicine he drank just now.
"Yeah." It's not like Xuanhuang didn't notice his troubled expression, and felt amused in his heart.
It turned out that when the medicine was boiled for him in Wanhualin for the first time, he just drank it calmly on the surface. In fact, he was so bitter that he burst into tears...
She still remembered his words "It's very painful". It turned out that he didn't say it with his mouth, but from his heart. At that time, it was only because of the emperor's noble face that he could not hold back crying.
"Can I not eat it?"
"No!" Xuanhuang's words ruined Xiao Yunchen's future for more than half a month, and he had to take bitter medicine as his companion every day.
Xiao Yunchen bit his thin lips and said the next best thing, "Then every time I take the medicine, Xiao Xiao will feed me something sweet."
Xuanhuang twitched the corner of his mouth, put down the money, took the medicine, and put it into the room. He paid little attention to him and dismissed his mumblings as deaf ears.
Turning around, he saw the three young ladies leading a group of tough maids and servants heading toward the smaller shop opposite the medicinal shop with murderous intent.
Xuanhuang glanced at the semicolon of Gemstone Restaurant and frowned slightly.
This shrew couldn't calm down after smashing up one store, and now she's going to smash up a second one? As for that, how much hatred is this?
The shopkeeper of the medicine shop looked at the group of angry women, winced, and murmured, "The boss of Gemstone Restaurant is in bad luck this time. Why did he offend the Yuwen family for no reason?"
"Who is she?" Xuanhuang turned around and asked.
"Isn't it Tang Ying'er, the third young mistress of the Yuwen Clan and the wife of Mr. Yuwen Zhuo?"
Oh, the woman Yu Wenzhuo married in a hurry to get rid of the good-for-nothing little princess turned out to be such a shrew.
Xuanhuang smiled sarcastically, and in a blink of an eye he saw the shopkeeper, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, walking tremblingly with three or four servants supporting him.
Many people who had been watching in front of the previous Gemstone Restaurant came to watch the second smash show.
The street was suddenly filled with people. People formed a fan-shaped circle at the entrance of Baoshizhai, and some were even squeezed into the medicine shop.
The two young men who were squeezed into the shop were discussing enthusiastically in low voices.
"The boss of Baoshizhai is so unlucky."
"It's not good to offend anyone, you have to offend the Yuwen Clan."
"That Tang Ying'er is an eighteen-year-old Nine-Star Martial Arts Master."
Xuanhuang grabbed Xiao Yunchen's big hand and wanted to go out, but instead he was squeezed into the crowd.
Xuanhuang was not a person who liked to watch the excitement. At this time, he couldn't help but frown, his eyes narrowed, and he was a little impatient.
The third mistress, Tang Ying'er, was still in the same posture, sitting on a slender wicker chair and eating her tea, with an extra cake in front of her. While eating, she watched with interest as the girls under her were violently smashing the shop.
Xuanhuang made a visual inspection and found that those girls were all seven-star warriors. Their destructive fighting power was on the same level as that of ordinary servants.
The boss of Baoshizhai knelt down in front of the Third Young Madam with cold sweat, and kowtowed frequently, "Third Young Madam, please show your respect, Third Young Madam."
"Shopkeeper Tang, do I, the third young lady, have so little authority in your eyes?"
"no no."
"That's all I see." Tang Ying'er sipped her tea and snorted coldly, "I warned you before that I don't want to see the same thing appear on others when you sell it to me. How did you agree to this?"
"Third Young Mistress, Third Young Madam, please calm down! Those bracelets are really not the same. The bracelet I sold to Second Young Mistress the day before yesterday is similar in appearance to Third Young Mistress's, but the properties of the gemstones inlaid on it are completely different from those of Third Young Mistress.
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"So what? Who can tell the difference between something with such similar appearance at first glance? Wearing it on the hand of that worthless woman simply lowers my style. When I go out, people think that I am the second daughter of a Tang Dynasty.
She has the same taste as that bitch street performer." Tang Ying'er patted the wicker chair angrily.
Xuanhuang rolled his eyes.
You're a bitch, you messed up in the street and smashed other people's shops, and you still tell people about your taste and style, so stay away.
Everyone was whispering to each other and laughing uncontrollably.
"I heard that the third young lady and the second young lady of the Yuwen Clan are not getting along. It turns out to be true."
"This third young lady is so murderous."
"Of course, she is the second daughter of the Tang Dynasty. She is very majestic, and her martial arts skills are not bad. She is considered to be the best among the younger generation."
"Yes, I have a husband who is the most talented person in the Yuwen family as my backer. The second young lady was just a street performer in the past. Later, she fell in love with the second young master and she flew up a branch and became a phoenix."
"How can you compare with Miss Tang's family background?"
"No wonder we have always been at a disadvantage."
"Their big family is like this. They fight back and forth, but it's not as smooth as our small family."
"Come on, the monthly salary paid by the young lady from this big family can be equal to your salary for three to five years."
"That's it, stop being sour here and go on your way."
"Xiao Xiao, I want to go home. I want to go home and hug Xiao Xiao. It's not fun here at all." Xiao Yunchen was also a little impatient. He bent over and leaned against Xuanhuang's ear, blowing warm air.
It made her feel crispy all over.
She turned back and glanced at him, stretched out her hand to push the person next to her, "I borrowed it, I'm sorry."
At first, those people just moved in small steps.
Later, Xuanhuang became impatient and put more force with her hands. Several young men who were watching the excitement pushed her aside and screamed.
"Hey, what's going on with you? Why are you pushing?"
"Don't crowd, don't crowd."
"Oh, don't you have eyes? Brother, you stepped on my foot!!"
Xuanhuang didn't bother to pay attention to these people. He grabbed Xiao Yunchen and squeezed out of the crowd. Before she could catch her breath, Xiao Yunchen's tall body pressed towards her and hugged her hard. There was a grievance in her voice.
There was a low voice in my ears, "Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao, that aunt just squeezed into the crowd and pinched my waist insidiously. It hurt me so much."
Xuanhuang put his arms around Xiao Yunchen's waist, caressing him gently, and glanced at the crowd with doubtful eyes.
By chance, they saw a gorgeous woman in her fifties, and she gave them a shy wink.
"Is it her?" Xuanhuang took off his sleeves. Your sister dared to tease her man. I don't know how to write the word "death", right?
Xiao Yunchen followed Xuanhuang's eyes and nodded hurriedly.
Xuanhuang glanced at the woman, then suddenly raised a thumb in the air and pointed it towards the alley behind him.
Not long after, leaving the perverted woman who had been beaten so violently by her that she couldn't get out of bed for months, Xuanhuang grabbed the hand of the beauty Xiao Yunchen and walked out of the alley, brushed the corners of his clothes, and looked quite calmly.