Mu Lingwei was suddenly at a loss for words. Could she say that she was here to ask for money?
Obviously not, she is not a beggar.
So, after she calmed down, she said: "I'm just here to fulfill my promise and treat your leg, but the prince also has to pay me the corresponding remuneration and sign an agreement with me."
Jun Mohan's eyes moved slightly, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly. The slight smile that crossed the corners of his lips looked extremely awkward, and he said in a deep voice: "You are negotiating terms with me, why do you have it?"
"Why do I like you, idiot? Who can show you this cold face every day?" Mu Lingwei blinked her eyes, without any trace of anger, and said calmly: "Stop dreaming, you are not worthy."
After saying that, she went directly into the study. As soon as she entered, she saw a portrait on the table. When she got closer, she saw that Shangguan Han's portrait was exactly the same as Shangguan Han in terms of appearance and charm. It should be love.
You have to be miserable to draw something so similar.
So she sat down on the soft chair again and wanted to get a pen to write three chapters of the agreement, but she didn't know how to use a brush, so she probably had to ask someone for help.
At this time, Jun Mohan came in after he had regained his breath and saw that she looked carefree and carefree.
He had saved her life just now. How could this woman be so ignorant?
Okay! In this case, he will play with her.
Just as Guo Yan was about to close the door for them, Mu Lingwei suddenly said: "Both of you, please stay and be witnesses for me."
Guo Yan and Zhen'er looked at each other, but the prince did not stop them, so they walked in respectfully.
Zhen'er took the food box in her hand and started setting out the food again. After setting it up, she said, "Prince Qi, this is what Grandma Cui prepared."
"Um."
Jun Mohan would never disappoint Grandma Cui's kindness. They were all his favorite dishes since he was a child, so he didn't care about anyone and started to use his chopsticks leisurely.
Seeing that he was eating so comfortably, Mu Lingwei felt suddenly hungry and bleeding. She was thin, so it seemed unreasonable not to supplement her nutrition.
I saw three dishes and one soup on the table again. The key was that Zhen'er had prepared an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.
It couldn't have been prepared for Guo Yan, but Guo Yan didn't move.
This man also looks good when he eats.
For a moment, Mu Lingwei was stunned...
Zhen'er actually wanted the princess to come and have a meal together, and Aunt Cui also prepared a meal for two.
But in this situation, if she spoke, it would be a bit embarrassing.
So, she simply poured a cup of tea for the princess and put it on the table and said: "Princess, please have some tea."
Seeing that the princess didn't move, she followed her gaze again and her face turned red. Is the princess looking at the prince?
However, the prince's appearance is one of the most stunning in the world.
Mu Lingwei picked up the tea cup. The tea was a little hot. She couldn't hold it steady and some of the tea splashed on Shangguan Han's portrait.
Zhen'er was so shocked that she whispered: "Princess."
Mu Lingwei looked down and quickly made a gesture of silence, and then wiped it with her hands. Oh no, she had soiled his sweetheart's painting. She might be scolded by him again.
Zhen'er also deliberately moved her body to block it, and handed over the handkerchief.
The next moment, when Mu Lingwei was carefully wiping the water stains on the painting, she seemed to see another painting underneath.
So, she was going to pick up Shangguan Han's painting again to see if the next one was also stained.
As soon as she opened a corner, Jun Mohan appeared in front of her and pulled her away, saying in a cold voice: "Who allowed you to touch my things?"
Mu Lingwei only caught a glimpse of one-third of the painting. She only knew that it was a woman, like a woman's back, and the painting was not finished yet.
It may also be a painting by Shangguan Han.
At this time, Jun Mohan also took a look at the painting. The water stains on it had been wiped away, but the ink was still on the water-stained areas. He had repaired this painting, but it could not be completely repaired now.
Mu Lingwei also glanced at her and said coldly: "Why are you so nervous? We meet every day, hug each other affectionately every day, and just draw another picture. I didn't mean it."
Jun Mohan moved his hand to the painting and pulled it quietly before completely covering the painting below.
This time, he rarely lost his temper at her. He just said calmly: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly and get out of here."
He felt a little weak.
Mu Lingwei said: "Since I live here temporarily, let's make a treaty."
"You are now in charge of the economic power of the palace and are the head mistress of the palace. How do you want to make this agreement?" Jun Mohan said in a deep voice.
"It's not my money, and there's no point in taking care of it. I'll find a bookkeeper to take care of it for you. What I want to say is another thing, which can be regarded as a marital agreement." Mu Lingwei thought for a while and then said: "This
I will write the agreement, and you will write it. Zhen'er and Guo Yan will be the witnesses. In the end, we will sign and pledge it, and each of us will keep it in duplicate. If there is a breach of contract...we will discuss it if there is a breach of contract."
He said: "I am all ears and listen attentively."
"So easy to talk to." Mu Lingwei was stunned.
"I dare not disobey what Madam said." Jun Mohan said suddenly.
Mu Lingwei's ears turned red and she said, "Zhen'er, prepare some paper."
Who is his wife? How shameless.
"No, I will prepare it myself." Jun Mohan refused directly.
Immediately, he saw him take out a piece of rice paper, which was as big as octavo. Mu Lingwei took a look at it, and Jun Mohan said again: "Is it too small?"
"Enough, enough, it's big enough," she said. It would be too big to write with a pen.
Seeing how Jun Mohan suddenly became so talkative, she felt that he was indeed a bit too talkative.
This logic? She even felt embarrassed.
What's wrong with him?
"What? You regretted it." Jun Mohan said.
Mu Lingwei sneered a little, that's what she came for.
So, he saw her walk to the dining table and sit down, and said directly: "First, Mu Lingwei is responsible for treating Jun Mohan's legs, acupuncture and moxibustion for one thousand taels, medicine for one thousand taels, and rehabilitation for two thousand taels.
, until it is cured, each payment will be made in cash.”
Immediately, both Zhen'er and Guo Yan stared at her. Zhen'er quickly ran over and whispered: "For this first place, will it cost too much money? What does rehabilitation mean? Why do you need two thousand taels?"
"Rehabilitation is to let his legs walk with the help of external force. It is very tiring. Of course it is a bit more expensive, and the medicine to repair his tendons and meridians is also hard to find." She glanced at Zhen'er again: "You're really good at it.
Help your prince save money."
Zhen'er was worried that the prince would not agree to the princess's request, so she wanted to ask for less and take her time.
Apparently the princess misunderstood her again.
Immediately, Zhen'er stopped talking.
For a moment, there was suddenly no sound in the room. Mu Lingwei also stared at them and said: "Look at what I do. I promise to cure your prince's leg. He can't afford the money."
Unjustly accused.”
Jun Mohan is so rich, why should she kill him properly?
"It's very reasonable, continue." Jun Mohan cherished his words like gold.