Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

After Yun Sheng washed up, he simply put on a bi-color gown, and tied his long hair on top of his head with a jade hairpin.

When she came to the front hall, she saw the third prince Wuyin sitting and drinking tea with Mrs. Bai and Master Bai.

Seeing Yunsheng coming, Wuyin smiled and said, "You are here."

It's as if Yun Sheng is a guest, coming to visit, and he is the host.

Yun Sheng's head was still aching, so he sat down, Qiao Zhi brought Yun Sheng a cup of warm tea, Yun Sheng took a sip, and just now supported his head with one hand, he looked at Wu Yin with a frown but said nothing.

Seeing Yun Sheng supporting his head, the third prince Wu Yin frowned slightly, and asked concerned: "But what's uncomfortable?"

But seeing Yun Sheng looked at Wu Yin with a little anger and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I was disturbed in my dream early in the morning, and I'm just a little unhappy."

Mrs. Bai glanced at Yun Sheng, and lightly reprimanded: "How can you talk to the third prince like this."

Yun Sheng didn't want Mrs. Bai and Master Bai to worry, and then looked at Wu Yin, but said directly: "Let's go."

Mrs. Bai and Master Bai didn't understand what it meant, but they saw that the third prince Wuyin not only was not angry at Yun Sheng's disrespect, but responded with joy on his face, and followed Yun Sheng out of the hall.

Mrs. Bai and Master Bai looked at each other for a moment, but they smiled at the same time.

Madam Bai looked at Master Bai and said, "It turns out that we were worrying unnecessarily."

When Yun Sheng and Wu Yin left the hall, Yun Sheng asked, "Where did you get the fruit?"

"At the time of the New Year's Eve, it was brought to the palace from the south. You can't finish eating it. Why don't you bring it and let us make wine."

The fruit was parked in the back kitchen, and when Yun Sheng saw it, he couldn't help feeling: "Evil capitalism."

In the ancient times when resources were scarce, so many fruits could be transported from the south of the Yangtze River by manual carts and horses in this cold winter.

Wuyin didn't hear Yunsheng muttering something, all he could think about was the taste of the wine.

He pointed to the grapes in the two wooden carts in front of him, and some apples and other fruits: "Are these enough? I'll get them from the palace if they're not enough."

Yun Sheng waved his hand: "Enough."

When Yun Sheng looked at these fruits, he suddenly had an idea and thought about it.

She smiled, and turned to Wuyin and said: "But the recipe for brewing wine is handed down from our Bai family ancestors, and it must not be leaked. You can go back first. When the wine is ready, I will send someone to deliver it to you."

Wuyin was still a little reluctant to leave. Originally, he wanted to learn the craft of wine making so that he could show his skills in front of others in the future.

But hearing Yun Sheng say that it was a prescription that the Bai family didn't pass on to outsiders, he couldn't help it either.

I had no choice but to tell Yun Sheng: "Then don't forget about going to Biezhuang on the fourth day of the lunar new year."

Yun Sheng waved his hand and said impatiently, "Got it."

Then he never sent off the third prince Wuyin, but turned to Qiaoyue who was at the side and said: "Go and find Butler Bai."

Wuyin had no choice but to leave angrily.

After Yun Sheng called Bai Wu, he said to Bai Wu, "Uncle Wu went to find some reliable people who have been in the Bai family for many years."

Bai Wu looked at the two carts of fruit, and heard that he wanted to find some reliable people, so he couldn't help asking: "What is Miss doing? What kind of people do you need?"

Yun Sheng smiled and said, "As long as it is reliable. I have an idea, although I don't know if it is feasible, but I can give it a try."

Seeing Yun Sheng being so confident, Bai Wu asked Yun Sheng, "Miss, do you want to?"

Yun Sheng smiled lightly: "Didn't the Yue family shop open Yufeng's wine shop to us, then we will fight back with fire."