Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Wu Fei, the young martial artist from Zhenwei Martial Arts School, stood behind her with a curious look on his face.

Fenfang looked at Xiao Wufei, and the breath she had been holding inadvertently relaxed. She smiled and replied to him, "I went out to buy some things and passed by here, so I took a break."

"What about you? Don't you have training today?" Wu Fei diligently helped her carry the things he bought, smiling freely.

"Well, I'm taking a break today. The master asked me to go home and take a look."

Fenfang handed over the two jugs of wine she was holding. "This is what Master Song wanted. Please take it back for me. I have a few more things to buy."

Wu Fei's master is Master Song, who has several apprentices under him. Once he becomes a master, he can go to Feng Yuansi to learn more systematic martial arts skills.

"Then I'll go with Sister Fenfang. I can also help you carry things. I'm strong now!" The young boy said proudly with his head held high. Don't look at his small size, he has trained to be strong and powerful.

Fenfang smiled. Little Wu Fei is only twelve years old now and has only been with Master Song for two years. He is a very hardworking little guy who is not afraid of hardship.

"It's okay. You brought a lot of things. I need to buy some things I need and then go back." Fenfang gently refused and touched the top of Xiao Wufei's head.

"Okay." The little guy picked up the two baskets on the ground, waved to her, and walked towards the martial arts hall.

Fenfang stood there, biting her lower lip tightly, staring at the pharmacy not far away without blinking.

That day, she looked through the dilapidated door and watched Feng Tianxu's eyes flash with madness as he confronted the proton without giving an inch.

There was a familiar light in his eyes, a kind of love that could not be obtained, unwilling and resentful, suppressing the grief that had nowhere to be expressed.

She laughed at herself softly, knowing how unbearable this heart-wrenching and bone-eating feeling was. However, due to her low status, such extravagant dreams were impossible for her.

But the young master and the young lady are relatives, which is even more impossible. Why is the young master so stubborn?

How could the young master, such an outstanding person, destroy his own future like this?

Fortunately, the Prime Minister arrived in time that day and stopped the rumors in time, but the recklessness flashing in Feng Tianxu's eyes really shocked her.

She recalled the discussions that night: Is this the son of the Prime Minister? Why do I feel like there's some secret?

Snickers rang out, and some voices even leaked out: "Did you just see that? Two men and a woman, just thinking about it, you can guess that there must be something exciting going on..."

The filthiness and excitement hidden in that tone were like a thunderbolt that struck her heart.

She was furious when she heard this, and felt a suffocating feeling burning in her heart. It was not until Feng Tianxu got into the prime minister's carriage and left with a gloomy face that she returned to the martial arts hall in a daze.

Young Master, you deserve a brilliant life. Since this path that Miss is taking doesn't work for you, I will help you break it off.

She turned her head again to look at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the light in her eyes gradually brightened.

"Boss, is Mo Xue available?" Her trembling voice caught the attention of the pharmacy clerk.

He came over immediately, and when he saw Fenfang's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed, but then turned pleasant again, "How much does the girl need?"

Fenfang was stunned for a moment. How much does it cost?

"Girl, Moxue is a strong aphrodisiac. A small amount is fine, but a large amount requires registration." Seeing her stunned, the clerk knew that this was definitely the first time the girl had bought this kind of thing.

"One or two will be enough." She pretended to be calm.

The guy nodded and skillfully packed the medicine for her.

After Fenfang left, the pharmacy clerk went to the backyard with a sullen face. Soon, a kingfisher spread its wings and flew away silently.

Xueyue Mansion.

Feng Xili stared at the jade and cloth that Emperor Qi Zhao had secretly bestowed upon her, as well as various household items, jewelry, and even a new set of pots and pans in the kitchen, which was also filled to the brim with all kinds of food.

She held her forehead helplessly, knowing that this was His Majesty's care for her. She gladly accepted it and ordered the servants to keep it carefully.

"Miss, these people look so well-trained. Are they arranged by His Majesty?" Lai Xiang whispered to Feng Xili, the shock in her eyes still lingering.

Your Majesty is so generous! It feels like a betrothal gift. Ugh! That old man is not worthy of the young lady!

However, the rewards seemed very sincere. This yard was big enough, but it still couldn't hold all the things.

Xia Feng watched the other maids and servants carry the things and arrange them in an orderly manner. Seeing Lai Xiang still looking curious, she shook her head and tapped the little girl's forehead.

He whispered, "You already know, why are you asking? Just be clear about His Majesty's arrangements. Don't shout about it, especially outside. You can't reveal even a single bit of the wealth in this yard."

Her eyes were sharp and she looked at Feng Xili with caution.

The emperor's heart is as unfathomable as the sea. Feng Xili let out a deep breath. She could not refuse the reward from His Majesty, even if it was given secretly.

Xia Feng looked at the two girls who were following Feng Xili closely and felt that it was necessary to give them some advice.

They could still be more casual in the Prime Minister's Residence, but now this is the Princess's Residence, and the whole yard is filled with His Majesty's people. They can no longer be so incompetent.

Seeing Xia Feng taking the two little girls away, she turned around and went back to her room. She had to quickly pave the way for her entrepreneurial journey. Now she had the money and the people, everything was ready.

"Ziyuan, Zijing, has the blacksmith arrived?" She called out to the maids in the courtyard, hoping that the copper pot could be made before the New Year, as she wanted to test it in the mansion first.

Two figures in light purple quickly approached from outside the courtyard gate and respectfully greeted Feng Xili. "Princess, Blacksmith Wang has been waiting in the side hall for a long time. Are you going now?"

Ziyuan and Zijing are twin sisters who look exactly the same. Although they both wear light purple skirts, Ziyuan wears a purple belt and Zijing wears a silver belt, so they are easy to tell apart.

She brought out another pile of blueprints from the room, and upon hearing that the blacksmith had arrived, she excitedly walked towards the side hall.

"Let's go, hurry up."

Zi Yuan and the other person looked at each other, and smiles flashed in their eyes. This princess was really lively and her ideas were even more imaginative.

In less than two days, the princess met with three blacksmiths, four cooks, and secretly visited the owners of several restaurants, feeling that she was about to do something big.

Lai Xiang and Lai Ye were told by Xia Feng in a subtle way about the relationship between His Majesty and Feng Xili. They became even more respectful of their young lady and followed her. No, they had to call her "Princess" from now on.

Lai Xiang wrinkled her nose. There were people arranged by His Majesty here. She and Lai Yegen had to serve the princess carefully and avoid getting caught and causing trouble for the princess.

"Miss Lai Ye, there is a letter for you." The doorman called out from afar and took out an envelope from his bosom and handed it to her.

Lai Ye was startled and stopped on his way to the kitchen.

My letter? I don’t have any other relatives in Ya’an City.

Just as I was thinking about it, four words suddenly appeared in front of me: Come at night, personally write to me.

Is this? Sister Fenfang's handwriting?