After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

The surging emotions burst out like the tide through the gap in the embankment, and the tears slid down the cheeks like scattered pearls.

In a country where even your relatives may take advantage of you, it is so precious to meet someone who is not your relative but truly cares about you. Wan Tao was a little overwhelmed, not knowing how to cherish this pure relationship. She used her right index finger to gently wipe away the tears on Wan Ning's face.

She forced herself to smile faintly, trying to prove that she was really fine: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, Princess."

The bitterness was put away, and Wan Ning responded with a smile, and the two cried and laughed. Still crying, with a little more smile, Wan Ning replied: "That's good, that's good. I have some things to deal with outside the palace these days, so it's just right for me to stay here and accompany you for a few more days."

There was no need to be too blunt. Wan Tao naturally knew that the princess did this because she was afraid that she would feel burdened. There were still many things in the palace that needed her to deal with during this period, but Wan Tao did not refuse the kindness. She just wanted to recover quickly and return to the palace with the princess.

"Did you choose all these fabrics?" Wan Ning took the pile of fabrics and flipped through them one by one as if to change the subject: "They all look really good."

"Yes, it's a pity that some of them are dirty. If they are not usable, Princess can go to the market tomorrow to pick a few more." Wan Tao said regretfully.

Wan Ning waved his hands generously and looked at it carefully: "It's okay, it's okay. I can see it clearly. Hey, this one seems good." Then he put it aside.

Then she looked at them one by one, putting the ones she thought were good on one side and the ones she thought were average on the other side. In this way, she finally selected three pieces that she was satisfied with, but she was in a dilemma when it came to the second round of selection from these three pieces.

"Wan Tao, can you help me see which of these three pieces of cloth is better? I think they are all equally good. It's really too difficult."

Wan Tao took a look and understood that these three pieces were also what she was most satisfied with, but she bought them from other stores to give the princess more choices. She smiled and replied, "Since it's these three pieces, the princess doesn't need to choose anymore."

"Well, why? We can't use three suppliers at the moment." As he spoke, Wan Ning lowered his head and compared them carefully.

"Because these three pieces of cloth are from the same cloth shop, but they are made by different craftsmen. Princess, you should know the owner of this shop, right?"

"I know him too?" Wan Ning was full of doubts. She quickly searched for the people she knew in her mind, but she couldn't come up with an answer. She asked, "Who?"

"Pan Wenxi, Shopkeeper Pan."

It was Pan Wenxi who flattered the Qi King at the birthday banquet in order to curry favor with him, but ended up getting slapped by the horse's hoof because he thought he was the Qi King's concubine; it was Pan the shopkeeper who climbed to the top in the grain collection activity for Sangcheng. Wan Ning did know him that day. But Wan Ning had never learned about Pan the shopkeeper's business, she only knew that he was in the cloth business, and she didn't expect that he was doing so well.

She was a little surprised when she took the cloth in front of her and looked at it carefully one by one. Both the weaving craftsmanship and the embroidery patterns were very exquisite. Moreover, the quality of the three pieces of cloth was well controlled, with basically no signs of sloppiness.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Boss Pan is not a profiteer. These three pieces of cloth are really good." Wan Ning exclaimed.

"It's fine, but?" Wan Tao hesitated to speak.

Wan Ning urged, "Just what? Doesn't Boss Pan have any business to do?"

"No, no, I asked them if they were willing to take some custom orders. But the boss replied that there were not enough people to weave the cloth. In order to take care of the normal business of the store, there was no manpower and time to invest in this."

After hearing Wan Tao's explanation, Wan Ning became even more excited and said loudly, "They are short of people, but we have them! Tomorrow I will go to talk to Shopkeeper Pan. We will provide the design and labor, and they will provide the technology. We don't ask for a lot, just produce a few pieces of clothing to make a name for ourselves."

Wan Ning became more and more excited as she spoke, and suddenly she thought of a good idea: "Oh right, now that we have the clothes, we still need jewelry. Where in Nanye City can compare to Cuicanlou? I will go to Cuicanlou's owner Zhuli to discuss the joint venture tomorrow. By then, I won't have to worry about the guests who want to prove that they stand out from the crowd not being tempted."

Just when she was feeling proud, Wan Tao suddenly blinked her eyes, grasped the key point of her words, and asked, "Princess, what is this joint name?"

Wan Ning froze in place, her brain working rapidly. She smiled foolishly and made a lame excuse: "Jointly branded, um, it means co-creation. For example, I asked Boss Pan and Cuicanlou to make this dress together and use it to promote it."

"Co-creation? That does sound more attractive. I will go with the princess tomorrow." Wan Tao suddenly became interested.

"No, there are still many important things you need to do, but the most important thing right now is to recover from your injuries. Wan Tao, you need to get better soon. It's getting late and you need to get some sleep."

Sleep? Wan Tao was a little scared now. She was worried that once she closed her eyes, she would remember the terrifying face of Xiao Lao Da, her hysteria when she stabbed him in the chest with a dagger, and the bloody smell of blood spraying on her face.

thump -- thump -- thump --

There was a regular knock on the door outside the room, and they both looked over at the same time. But when they saw the tall shadow, Wan Tao subconsciously clenched her fists until her nails dug into her flesh.

"Who is it?" Wan Ning asked as she stood up and prepared to open the door.

Just as she took two steps away, Zijian's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door: "Princess, it's me, Zijian. The medicine prescribed by the doctor has been boiled."

When she heard that the person coming was Zijian, Wan Ning retreated back to sit beside the bed, glanced at Wan Tao out of the corner of her eye, and said, "The door is not locked, come in."

Hearing this answer, Zijian was stunned for a second, remembering that he had brought Wantao here not long ago. In the dark room, he wiped the blood off her body with a towel. Wantao trembled uncontrollably, and even her teeth knocked against each other involuntarily, making a grinding sound. It was cruel to completely expose her vulnerable side in front of a stranger, and what was even more cruel was that she had to face this stranger afterwards, so Zijian didn't know whether his presence would cause her trouble.

But it was better to pretend that nothing was a big deal now. He opened the door, brought a full bowl of medicine to the bedside, and handed it to Wan Ning.

Wan Ning took it carefully, looked at the medicine that was about to spill out and muttered, "So much!"

Zijian hummed awkwardly. He indeed poured out all the medicine in the jar and even drained out the residue.

"I'll stay outside. Princess, please tell me if you have anything to say." After saying this, Zi Jian turned around and was about to leave without waiting for him to finish drinking the medicine.

"Master Zijian," Wan Tao, who had been silent the whole time, spoke. Her voice was weak but full of gratitude. Zijian stopped immediately but did not look back. "Thank you for saving my life today, and for sending me clothes that fit me very well."

Wan Ning immediately became alert, her eyes moving back and forth, her gaze falling on Wan Tao's light yellow dress, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

"I'm fine. If there's any procedure in the case that requires my cooperation, please feel free to ask, Young Master Zijian." Wan Tao added. After all, Boss Xiao was dead, and now she was the only one who knew how he died.

"Thank you. You should have a good rest first. We'll talk about the confession tomorrow." Zijian's voice had returned to its usual coldness and distance.

After he left, Wan Tao picked up the medicine in Wan Ning's hand and drank it all in one gulp, without feeling the bitter taste at all.