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Seeing Lin Wanyue leaving the table with the help of her maid, the rich ladies who originally wanted to ask her for gossip suddenly felt bored.

"Master Qian, are you okay now?" *** asked with concern in the pavilion.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Yi Qianhuan lowered his eyes and said, pausing slightly, "Aren't we going to appraise treasures? Can we start now?"

*** nodded, raised his hands and patted them gently.

The musicians in the garden immediately began to play, and maids in red dresses filed in from the garden entrance, each holding a treasure in their hands.

It could be jewelry, ornaments, or rare fabrics.

"Master Qian, if you have a treasure you like, please tell me and I will give it to you." *** said with a smile.

"Our last transaction has already been settled in cash and goods. If I accept any more benefits from you, I will be breaking the rules of the mystic master." Yi Qianhuan's eyes were attracted by a very beautiful lamp.

Most people in the world like yellow and white things, which are very vulgar. But she, a vulgar person, just likes those yellow and white things.

The candle lamp was golden in color, with a picture of the Queen Mother of the West flying to the sky engraved on the top. The lamp was decorated with diamond-shaped jade stones of uniform size and transparent color.

That's the way she likes it.

Seeing Yi Qianhuan's eyes fall on the Millennium Jade Lamp, *** smiled slightly: "Although the last transaction has been settled, I still have a business to discuss with Master Qian."

"***, you want me to see when the princess's mansion will have a new baby, right?" Yi Qianhuan asked casually.

***'s eyes lit up again, and he looked at Yi Qianhuan with even more admiration: "Master Qian is truly a god. You've already guessed it before I even said it."

The thing that bothered her most recently was that her son had been married for many years and had several concubines, but he still had no son or daughter.

She also invited imperial doctors to examine her son, and the doctors said that her son was strong and healthy and had no problems.

If there is nothing wrong with your body, then there is something wrong somewhere else.

*** not only sent a letter to Yi Qianhuan once, but also wanted to invite her to come to the princess's mansion to take a look. This time, she was finally here.

"It's not difficult to find out the reason for not having any offspring, but I have to see the Marquis and his wives first." Yi Qianhuan said.

"Caihua, go and invite your brother and sister-in-law, and call all the concubines over as well." *** immediately made arrangements to Princess Caihua.

"My brother is not at home now. I have to go outside to find him." Princess Caihua went there impatiently.

The beautiful maids in red dresses would pass by the pavilion and stop for a moment on purpose so that Yi Qianhuan could appreciate the treasures in their hands more clearly.

Looking at the beauties and the treasures, Yi Qianhuan was busy and happy.

Just when she was in high spirits, Lin Wanyue suddenly walked into the Hundred Flowers Garden with a tray in her hand and went straight to the pavilion.

"***." When she arrived in front of the pavilion, Lin Wanyue first bowed to ***.

"Lin County Lady." *** had a good impression of Lin Wanyue, and smiled slightly while speaking, "Why are you not sitting in your seat and admiring the treasure?"

"My dear, I saw that the flowers in the garden were blooming beautifully today, and suddenly I had the urge to make some flower cakes for you to try." Lin Wanyue's gentle smile was impeccable, but the corner of her eye was always on Yi Qianhuan.

The veil on her face covered the slightly raised corners of her lips. Yi Qianhuan played with the small and exquisite teacup in her hand, seemingly unaware of Lin Wanyue's meaningful observation.

Liuli, who was standing behind Yi Qianhuan, frowned.

No matter how she looked at Lin Wanyue, she seemed to have bad intentions.

Her daughter is allergic to roses.

Could the flower cake that Lin Wanyue mentioned be one filled with roses?

"You are so thoughtful." The smile on ***'s lips deepened, and he turned his head to look at Yi Qianhuan, "Master Qian, this is Princess Lin, her cooking skills are good, I have tasted it."

Because the empress loves delicious food, Lin Wanyue often brings some homemade cakes to the princess's residence. Now she is just glad that she has mastered the cooking skills in order to please the empress.

That's why she can now test Master Qian without arousing suspicion.

If this Master Qian also happens to be allergic to roses, then it proves that her guess is correct, and this Master Qian is Yi Qianhuan!

If Master Qian was not allergic to roses, then it would not be Yi Qianhuan, and she would not suffer any loss. On the contrary, she might be able to gain some favor from Master Qian with her cooking skills.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanyue couldn't help but raised her lips, looked at Yi Qianhuan and said: "It would be my honor if Master Qian could taste my cooking skills!"

As she spoke, she handed the tray in her hand to the maid on the pavilion.

The maid placed the tray on the stone table.

There were two exquisite small plates on the tray, each with a rose cake on it, and rose petals on the edges of the plates as decoration.

After the maid tested the rose cakes with a poison test needle, *** picked up a rose cake, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

"It's crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet but not greasy, not bad." *** praised sincerely, she looked at Yi Qianhuan, "Master Qian, roses are good for skin care and beauty, you can try this rose cake and see how it tastes."

Lin Wanyue looked straight at Yi Qianhuan and couldn't help but clench her fists.

Yi Qianhuan glanced at the rose cake and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm allergic to roses."

Lin Wanyue couldn't believe that Yi Qianhuan directly admitted that she was allergic to roses. She was so excited that the hairs on her body stood up.

"Yi Qianhuan, you are Yi Qianhuan, right!" She raised her finger and pointed at Yi Qianhuan and said loudly.

Suddenly, everyone in the garden focused their attention on Yi Qianhuan, their eyes filled with shock.

Even the *** was confused: "Yi Qianhuan? Isn't Yi Qianhuan the wife of the prince of Pingyang Marquis Mansion? This is Master Qian, Princess Lin, don't talk nonsense."

Lin Wanyue took a deep breath, looked at Yi Qianhuan and said, "Yi Qianhuan, you should take off the veil on your face and let everyone see your true face!"

Originally, she wanted to keep a low profile, but Lin Wanyue disrupted the situation. Yi Qianhuan sneered, "If you ask me to take off my veil, I will. How embarrassed would I be then?"

"Do you think you can hide your identity by not taking off your veil?" Lin Wanyue said righteously, "Yi Qianhuan, you are so brave! You actually dared to pretend to be a master and deceive the princess! Now quickly admit your identity and apologize to the princess, and don't make any more mistakes."

It seemed as if all his words were meant for Qian Huan's good will.

Yi Qianhuan clearly saw the viciousness lingering in Lin Wanyue's eyes.

"County Lady Lin, what nonsense are you talking about? How could Master Qian be Yi Qianhuan?" ***'s face turned completely cold.

"Damn it, I will never make a mistake! This woman's figure and voice are exactly the same as Yi Qianhuan. Moreover, Yi Qianhuan is allergic to roses, and this woman is also allergic to roses. How can there be two people in the world who are so similar?" Lin Wanyue said in a loud voice.

The scene was in an uproar.

"I think Lin Wanyue didn't recognize the wrong person. Now I'm afraid she can recognize Yi Qianhuan even if he turned into ashes."

"Yes, Yi Qianhuan disrupted her wedding and caused her to be changed from a wife to a concubine. She must be more impressed by Yi Qianhuan than anyone else."

"But isn't this Master Qian a distinguished guest of the princess? How could Yi Qianhuan be a master? Could it be that Yi Qianhuan is pretending to be a master?"

"..."

*** felt that what Lin Wanyue said made sense. She turned her head and looked at Yi Qianhuan, her eyes cautiously probing, "Master Qian, are you really Yi Qianhuan?"

In fact, she had never seen Master Qian's true face. Every time Master Qian saw her, his face was covered like this.

If there really was someone deliberately disguising himself as Master Qian, she might not be able to recognize him.