concubine poisonous concubine

Chapter 395 Like a father, like a son, a profiteer
Zilan was stunned for two seconds, and when Xin Ruo turned her head to look at her, Zilan thought she had heard wrong, and asked suspiciously, "Sour fruit?"

Xin Ruo nodded and said with a smile, "Pack some of each, so that they can be delivered quickly."

Zilan was sure that it was a sour fruit, she frowned and went down, feeling the doubt in her heart.

I haven't heard that the prince likes to eat sour fruit. It's not a rare thing. If the prince wants to eat it, he can buy it himself. How troublesome is it to send it all the way?

The young master will not think of ways to punish the prince again, the young master's brows are frowning when he smells the sour fruit, the prince throws it away as soon as he sees it, will he eat it?

Zilan left, Xin Ruo was eating sour fruit while thinking whether it would be better for the princess to give her a brother-in-law or a sister-in-law.

Wash your hands and make soup, and taste it with my sister-in-law first, it’s better for my sister-in-law, the princess already has a son, and a daughter is all that’s needed.

Because it was a trip to the mountains and rivers, and the princess vomited, it was not far away, and the dark guard rushed to deliver the sour fruit.

In the evening of the next day, Xin Ruo and Nan'er were supervising Zilan's lightness exercise. Two bricks were stacked there, and Zilan's mouth was pouted.

Turning her head to look at Xin Ruo, who was knocking on melon seeds, the corners of her eyes twitched and twitched.

Nan'er pursed her lips, raised her neck, and urged, "Sister Zilan, you should fly faster, you have maintained that posture for half an hour, why don't you practice your skills?
The young mistress is free today, so she specially supervises you, otherwise the cold guards will change later, maybe they will really throw you off the roof. "

Xin Ruo sat there, smiled and shook her head.

"What are you urging her to do in such a hurry? She is planning. She has accumulated a lot of money. She will definitely soar into the sky later. If we want to see her, we have to wait for her to fall from the sky. Now, every second is a second. Need to cherish."

Nan'er covered her mouth and nodded in response to Xinruo's words, "It's almost time for dinner, so she won't be able to fall down tomorrow morning, my servant will go to the kitchen to get her two steamed buns to eat on the way, don't come back hungry and thin It is."

Xin Ruo nodded seriously, Bei'er opened her eyes and looked at Nan'er, "Then you remember to fill her with some water, the steamed bun chokes people, I have seen sister Zilan choked several times."

Xin Ruo took a sip of tea, and listened to Bei'er's serious words, she almost choked to death, Nan'er looked up at the sky speechlessly, then glanced at Bei'er, "Then you go and prepare a bag for Sister Zilan, put cakes and so on Go up some."

Bei'er nodded, took a look at Zilan, and felt that she still had to brew for a while, so she hurriedly turned around and ran away.

The corner of Xin Ruo's mouth twitched, looking at Zi Lan with black lines all over her face, she looked up at the sky, and sighed leisurely.

"If you don't stay up there for a while longer, you will feel sorry for Bei'er's love for you, but I don't know what it's like to eat steamed buns and drink water at the same time?"

Zilan was about to cry, and when Bei'er's small bundle was delivered to her arms heavily, Zilan's expression couldn't find any words to describe her, and she soared into the sky.

She couldn't fly in the first place, and with a heavy burden on her back, it would be no wonder that she could fly. Zi Lan looked back at Xin Ruo with the burden in her arms.

Xin Ruo told Bei'er with a serious face, "Pour a cup of tea for your sister Zilan, it's a practice for her, let her remember to fall back earlier, and take off after drinking."

Bei'er brought tea to Zilan, and Zhan Moyu walked over there suspiciously. Lan Bing looked at Zilan with the burden on her back, walked over and asked, "Where are you going with the burden on your back?"

Zilan didn't even have the strength to speak, and Bei'er was happy to answer for her, "Young Mistress said that sister Zilan will soar into the sky later, this is dry food for her on the road, if you hurry, you can come back tomorrow morning .”

After Lan Bing heard this, she turned around with her forehead trembling, and Zhan Moyu over there shook her head helplessly. He also wondered what was the big deal with her sitting here stupidly for a long time, so she was just playing with this.

His wife really has a leisurely heart, but seeing that Xin Ruoxiao's tears almost burst out, I'm really worried that she will collapse from holding back her body, "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back."

Xin Ruo shook her head, how embarrassing, isn't this sprinkling salt on someone's wound? Seeing Zi Lan's expression, Xin Ruo coughed lightly, "Maybe she should be given a shovel."

Nan'er was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Xin Ruo meant, Zhan Moyu shook his head lightly, "You can't dig a hole in the bluestone floor."

Over there, Zi Lan's face was already flushed, and she glanced at Mo Lan, carrying a flower basket and a small shovel, walking over with a smile on her face. With a flash of her brain, she raised her luck and flew towards the stacked bricks.

Maybe it was because she was a little impatient, she flew up, but she didn't grasp the strength and direction very well. She should have passed the test by standing firmly on the bricks, but she stepped on her heel.

The center of gravity was unstable, and she fell straight back. She was so frightened that she screamed.

Over there, Lan Bing has been paying attention, and has already expected where she will step on. It is eight or nine bricks, and she can still fall. If it is two bricks, it is unimaginable.

After Zilan screamed, she was already hugged, and her feet stepped on the ground, and she was relieved from the bottom of her heart.

Before he came back to his senses, a voice came from the other side, "Sure enough, all heroes were forced out, so we have to make persistent efforts."

Zilan was about to cry, but the young mistress was planning to punish some heroes to fail, she was the first, and Molan was next.

Lan Bing looked at Zilan's expression and sighed, remembering that she was still hugging her, she quickly let go and stepped aside.

The complexion was a bit impressive, who made a few servant girls dare to look at them and then deliberately looked up at the sky, with a look of no evil.

Zi Lan looked back at Xin Ruo, Xin Ruo stood up, Zi Lan felt happy, she knew that the young master was coming, and the young mistress would not have time to stare at her.

Unexpectedly, Xin Ruo deliberately poured cold water on her, "I've been under supervision for a long time, and I'm hungry, so go back to eat first, and continue tomorrow."

After Xin Ruo finished speaking, she followed Zhan Moyu and walked there. After a few steps, a hidden guard over there handed over a letter.

Xin Ruo looked at the handwriting on the envelope, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Zhan Moyu opened the letter and couldn't help but touch his forehead. Xin Ruo didn't want to bother with that thought anymore, and asked directly, "What did the king write this time?" ?”

Zhan Moyu sighed softly, "My father said that the sour fruit is very good, and my concubine's vomiting symptoms have improved a lot after eating it. Let me send someone to send more."

Xin Ruo twitched, "Won't he send someone to buy it?"

Zhan Moyu paused for a moment, looked straight at Xin Ruo, and said after a while, "Maybe my father thinks that this sour fruit is specially made by Banyuefang, and the sour fruit next to my concubine has no effect."

Xin Ruo was speechless immediately, he was still a prince, the sour fruit specially made by Banyuefang was also sour fruit, what's the difference?

Doesn't he know how to taste a grain himself? Doesn't he also avoid the sour fruit for thousands of miles like someone else?

Since they are father and son, maybe they are the same, "Then you told my father that the sour fruit costs two taels of silver, and it can be found in Banyuefang."

After hearing this, Zhan Moyu stared at Xin Ruo, Xin Ruo pouted, "If you don't want to do it, you can do it with a tael of silver."

Zhan Moyu's eyes were filled with a smile, and he couldn't help but pinch Xin Ruo's nose, "If my father knows that sour fruit is so cheap, he will definitely come back and ask for the money back."

Xin Ruo's eyes widened when he heard this, and saw Zhan Moyu take out a bank note with a denomination of [-] from the envelope.

Xin Ruo looked straight at Zhan Moyu, and Zhan Moyu smiled, "Father has set the price of sour fruit, ten taels of silver a piece, we are not allowed to raise the price."

Xin Ruo twitched the corners of her mouth in amazement, took the bank note, and the thief with a smile said, "My lord, my father may think that we are the kind of villains who are only interested in profit, but this business can go on for a long time without losing money." .”

Zhan Moyu shook his head, "Why don't you pay, sooner or later your father's money will be ours, we will take this money, Suanguo, no."

Xin Ruonu pouted, and two words popped out, "profiteer."

Zhan Moyu shook his head and continued walking, Xin Ruo looked at the smile in his eyes, "You don't mean to sell the sour fruit recipe to your father, do you?"

Zhan Moyu nodded, "1 taels of silver, lady, will you sell it?"

Xin Ruo nodded, it was not a matter of one sentence, it would be strange if the prince knew that he would die of anger, it was his own mother who was disgusting, this son is really unfilial.

It's just that the prince himself bumped into it. The fat sheep that came to the door were not slaughtered. It's stupid. Besides, if the princess is far away in the future, the prince will come back to get it. How can it be fresh.

It's understandable to give lychees, but if it was replaced by sour fruits, Xin Ruo shrugged her nose, her eyes sparkling.

"Why don't we do a big business with the father, sell a bigger news to the father, 20 taels of silver, my husband, what do you think?"

Zhan Moyu shook his head, "You can't ask for too much money, my father will directly send tokens for me to pick them up myself."

This is really a problem, I don't know how much cash the prince has around him.

Xin Ruo raised her eyes to look at Zhan Moyu, the smile in her eyes was plotting something.

Xin Ruo subconsciously paid tribute to the prince, he might become poor for a few days, who told his son that his purpose is not money, the princess eats sour fruit, and the prince eats steamed buns every day?

"Sanggong, do you eat steamed buns too?"

The princess vomited and couldn't eat, so he asked the prince to accompany her. Shouldn't he also eat some steamed buns to accompany her?

Xin Ruo stared at him, Zhan Moyu's eyes trembled twice, "Being a husband is different from a father."

Xin Ruo glanced up and down at him intentionally, "It's not the same, as the saying goes, like father, like son, the ancients never deceived me, a gentleman, don't do to others what you don't want."

Zhan Moyu frowned and looked at Xin Ruo, "What kind of favor did the king give you, why are you helping him like this?"

Xin Ruo swallowed, can it help? Did she stop him from talking about his father's money? The prince just sent a letter to accuse her. She didn't resist, but she definitely wouldn't help him. Xin Ruo shrugged her nose, "You deliberately Change the subject."

The hidden guards who were far away could hear the pain in their cheeks, didn't they agree with the outside world just now, why did they become internal strife in a blink of an eye.

Couldn't help coughing lightly, leaned forward and said, "The prince's hidden guard is still waiting for the master's reply."

(End of this chapter)