The moon falling to the ground

Jian Yue's contempt for them made the father and son want to find someone to marry Jian Yue off right away.

Yan Xinning was used to a life of luxury, so she couldn't bear to eat such ordinary food. She looked at the food with a droopy face and sulked.

Huamei, who was standing behind him serving him, also had a look of disdain on her face.

"Ms. Xinning, why don't you eat?"

"Aunt Jane, I'm not hungry, you guys eat!"

The Qians mother and daughter were not polite, and each of them had a bowl of rice and ate all six dishes. In the end, they even poured the soup into the bowl and mixed it with the rice.

Yan Xinning curled her lips unconsciously.

It was as if she had never eaten in her life. If she had a choice, she would not want such a family.

After Qian had eaten and drunk her fill, she rested for half an hour, and when she had enough strength, she left the room.

There was no one in the yard, so she quickly looked around and walked towards the backyard.

In front of the moon gate leading to the backyard stood a stout woman. Seeing Qian Shi sneaking around, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qian puffed out her chest, raised her chin slightly, and said confidently: "I am the mother of Jian Yue, the young apprentice of Doctor Mao. I was bored sitting in the side room, so I came out for a walk. My daughter said that we can wander around the front and back yards." As she spoke, she wanted to go through the Moon Gate.

The old woman held out her arm to stop her, looking at her with a fake smile: "Sorry! Madam, I haven't received any orders from my master, so I can't let you go."

Qian glared at him, "What? I want to see where my daughter lives, so I can't do that? My daughter lives here alone, and I'm worried. You're stopping me from seeing her. Is there some shameful secret in the backyard?"

The old woman's face darkened.

How can you make such a judgment about your own daughter? Is this something a mother can say? Isn't this deliberately ruining your own daughter's reputation?

The old woman's impression of Qian immediately plummeted. She said unhappily, "The backyard is an important place for brewing wine. No outsiders are allowed to enter. Madam, guests should behave like guests. This is not your own backyard. You can stroll around if you want."

But Qian was determined to go to Jian Yue's room to take a look. If there was anything valuable, she could take it away for safekeeping.

Thinking of this, Qian stopped talking to the old woman and walked straight in.

The old woman grabbed her arm and sneered, "Madam, I have reason to suspect that you want to steal the wine-making recipe of the miracle doctor, so I will have someone send you to the government office."

Qian was weak, and the maid's hands were like pliers, tightly clamping her, making her unable to move. When she heard that she was being sent to the official, she panicked.

In just over a month, she had been to the government office three times, and her heart was traumatized. Now when she heard the word "government office", her heart couldn't help but shrink.

Qian immediately gave up the idea of ​​going to Jian Yue's room and said quickly: "Forget it, forget it, if you are not allowed to go, then forget it, what's the big deal."

Only then did the old woman let her go.

Qian rubbed her arm that was pinched, glared at the old woman, and turned back.

"Mother." Jian Huaian bumped into Qian. Qian was about to scold Jian Yue when she saw her son winking at her.

Jian Huaian came over to support her and whispered something in her ear.

Qian's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly. Then, she couldn't wait to go back to her room.

Yan Xinning stood in front of the window, looking at the door of the living room. Although she couldn't see the people inside, she hoped that when the second prince came out, she would be the first to see him.

Since they came together, they should go back together.

In the past, she was always distant from the men who admired her, neither cutting off their thoughts nor causing criticism. It was like fishing, letting the fish chase the bait but not letting them eat it.

Ever since she hooked up with the Second Prince, Yan Xinning has completely let go, wishing that some news could come out about her relationship with the Second Prince.

But the Second Prince was very cautious and strictly prohibited servants who knew about it from gossiping. For this reason, Yan Xinning was very depressed.

Qian came in excitedly and sat down on a chair. After going out for a while, her legs were sore and painful.

"Xinning." She called softly.

Yan Xinning was interrupted from her reverie and felt annoyed. She forced a smile and said, "Aunt Jian, is there something wrong?"

Qian waved to her mysteriously: "Come here, I have something good to tell you."

Ji Yunxuan only took a sip and realized that the wine in the cup was extraordinary. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Mao is not only an excellent doctor, but also a first-class winemaker. If such a fine wine is released, I'm afraid that even Master Wen will be far behind."

Doctor Mao stroked his beard and smiled proudly: "Yanlingchun is a brewing recipe that I have researched for more than ten years. It is naturally better than the Wen family's jade mash wine." He shook his head and looked regretful. "The Wen family's jade mash wine is a third-rate product. Not only does it taste average, but it is also short in weight. The Wen family is going downhill!"

The second prince's eyes flickered, and he looked surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

Doctor Mao became angry and said, "That's right. My apprentice went to buy wine, but not only did he not give enough, he also cursed and threatened and drove him out. The owner of the Wen family wine shop is such a jerk."

The second prince's expression darkened, and he immediately changed the subject: "Mr. Mao, such a good wine, is only sold in such a remote small shop. It's not cost-effective. Why don't you sell me the recipe, or give me the management rights? I will definitely make you a lot of money."

Doctor Mao glanced at him with a half-smile: "Do I need that money? I just want to train my little apprentice and let her open a shop to practice. Besides, things are valuable because they are rare. Even if there is too much fine wine, there will be a day when you get tired of it."

The second prince smiled stiffly, but he had to agree with Divine Doctor Mao: "Mr. Mao is right. I want to bring some back to give to my father. Mr. Mao, please sell me a few hundred kilograms!"

Doctor Mao shook his head: "It's out of stock. I can only sell you ten kilograms at most."

Doctor Mao was afraid that the second prince would get it for free, so he deliberately added the word "sell".

The second prince was in a gloomy mood and cursed inwardly: "Damn old man! You don't give me any face at all." But it doesn't matter, the old one is a stinking stone, and the young one can be easily caught.

Seeing that the Second Prince looked unhappy, Yan Xiuyuan earnestly urged him to drink and eat.

The department manager and manager Yu did not dare to sit at the table and insisted on eating with Fan Dayuan and the others.

Jane Yue, who was eating in another room, didn't know that she had been targeted by a vicious wolf.

The second prince did not stay long. After dinner, he took two jars of five-jin-full first-grade Yan Lingchun and left with Yan Xinning.

Yan Xiuyuan watched the two carriages go away with a gloomy look in his eyes. When he said goodbye to Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe, he smiled kindly at Jian Yue and said, "You have never done business and have no experience. Learn more from the shopkeeper to avoid being cheated."

Jian Yue bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Palace Master, for reminding me."

Yan Xiuyuan's heart sank, and he felt an inexplicable soreness in his chest.

After seeing off all the guests, Shilixiang Winery suddenly became busy in the afternoon.

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