Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

An indescribable and strange expression suddenly appeared on Tao Yao's face, as if three big words were written on it -

Why?

First, why should she be the successor to Fu Xiang Zhai? She hadn't even worked there for a year or two, and she had no knowledge or familiarity with the business operations and management of Fu Xiang Zhai. She had no qualifications to directly take over as the boss.

Secondly, why was this news suddenly announced at this time? Could it be that Chu Huanjun had racked his brains but still couldn't come up with a plan, so he came up with such a sinister trick to keep her by his side?

Who doesn't love money in this world? Especially Tao Yao, who had lived in poverty for the first half of her life. How could she not be envious of such a boss who was given to her for free, such a cash cow that was given to her for free?

Third, why did Chu Huanjun say that she should be the boss?

He could have taken advantage of being the emperor's only son to go too far, but Tao Yao would never agree to taking over Fuxiangzhai.

Regardless of the fact that An An was working wholeheartedly on her fingers, Tao Yao slapped the armrest of the wheelchair with a loud slap, causing the scissors and file in An An's hand to fly into the sky.

When Chu Huanjun's inquiring gaze just landed on her face, Tao Yao's eyes were firm, and she kept shaking her head to deny the proposal, turning her neck so hard that it made a crackling sound.

An An, standing by, was more anxious than anyone else. In the dark, she pinched the soft flesh on Tao Yao's arm and whispered, "You've got a great bargain! Why are you shaking your head like an idiot? Why don't you just thank me now?"

If Tao Yao could speak now, she would definitely be able to come up with eight hundred reasons to reject Chu Huanjun.

Chu Huanjun knew very well that if something had anything to do with him, she would definitely refuse without hesitation.

So he took advantage of her misfortune and made the decision for her while she was unable to move or speak.

Chu Huanjun certainly had his own selfish motives in arranging Tao Yao to take over Fuxiangzhai.

First, Fuxiangzhai has a close relationship with him, and the shop assistants in the store are all his acquaintances. He can go there whenever he wants without having to worry about other people's opinions. If Taoyao is arranged among them, he can see her anytime, anywhere.

Secondly, he knew Tao Yao was deliberately avoiding him, and he was very upset. But it didn't matter. Tao Yao, a powerless and poor little girl, had no choice but to hide as her only way to resist. He wanted to let her know that she couldn't escape the hands of a powerful Prince Yi.

Third, he had witnessed Tao Yao's incense-making skills last time, so he felt at ease handing Fuxiangzhai over to her.

"Xiao Tao, you don't have to get too excited."

Chu Huanjun walked around behind Tao Yao and suddenly patted her trembling shoulders. He smiled leisurely and said, "I know you've been idle for the past ten years. Suddenly becoming the owner of a famous store like Fuxiangzhai, it's inevitable that you'll be nervous and uneasy."

As he spoke, he walked around to the side, snatched the bottle of osmanthus hair oil from Pingping's hand, found a small stool and sat down behind Taoyao.

Tao Yao suddenly felt her scalp tighten. It turned out that the bastard Chu Huanjun was grabbing her hair.

A pair of slender, white hands took a generous amount of osmanthus hair oil and stroked it through her hair intermittently. His fingertips, moist with fragrance, occasionally brushed against her sensitive earlobe, intentionally or unintentionally, stirring a wave of irritation in her heart.

The voice, pretending to be gentle, rang softly in her ears: "Your Highness, of course I know how to be considerate to Xiao Tao... I'll let Yun Qing stay and help you. She's most familiar with the affairs of Fuxiangzhai, and she'll naturally teach you if there's anything you don't understand."

Tao Yao gasped. He had taken care of everything, no matter how big or small. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.

Chu Huanjun smeared the last bit of osmanthus hair oil in his hand on the ends of Taoyao's hair, then stretched out his warm palms, climbed up along the slippery skin on the back of her neck, supported the back of her head, and patted it gently.

This action is just like treating her as a watermelon, patting it to see if it is ripe and guessing whether it is sweet enough.

"Of course. Now that you're the boss of Fuxiangzhai, Yun Qing can no longer put on airs in front of you. You don't have to treat her like a senior. Just treat her as a subordinate and let her be at your disposal."

Chu Huanjun's warm and fragrant breath sprayed on Tao Yao's earlobe, causing a tingling sensation. Tao Yao's already restless heart was stirred up even more violently.

I can’t move, I can’t speak, it’s so annoying.

It is even more troublesome to live under someone else's roof, especially under Chu Huanjun's control.

For the next three days, Tao Yao felt like a roasted suckling pig tied to a wooden rack. The difference was that the pig was fixed to the grill, while she was fixed to this small wheelchair.

An An spent the whole day applying those strange ointments to her face with a small brush, just like applying sauce to barbecue. After a while, her face would turn into a shiny red color like braised pork trotters.

At the same time, she also had to endure the myriad of strange secret medicines from the imperial palace. These past few days, just drinking various medicinal soups and taking various pills was enough to fill her stomach. Even if Chu Huanjun forced her to eat some food to fill her stomach, she could only eat three mouthfuls at most.

So, after just a few days, although Tao Yao lay motionless all day long and had An An Ping Ping serving her, she was still much thinner than before.

Early that morning, Tao Yao secretly pushed her wheelchair to the vine trellis in the courtyard to bask in the sun while An An was away.

She finally had time to remove all the ointments and masks. She wanted to enjoy this hard-earned time and let every inch of skin on her face breathe freely.

Chu Huanjun didn't come to bother her early this morning. He must have gone out to take care of something important. Tao Yao was happy to have some free time.

When Tao Yao woke up this morning, he found that his voice seemed to have healed, but it was just that his voice had just recovered, and the tone was not as clear as before. It sounded a bit like a duck's voice. But Tao Yao was very satisfied to be able to speak. He was so happy that he talked to himself in front of the bronze mirror for a long time.

Tao Yao hummed a little tune as she gently pressed the small mechanism beneath her, causing the wheelchair backrest to slowly lower. She shifted the soft pillow behind her waist, found a comfortable position, and quietly gazed at the blue sky outside the courtyard.

Clouds roll and unroll outside the courtyard, and flowers bloom and fall inside the courtyard.

Winter hadn't yet passed, and only a few wintersweet blossoms were in bloom in the courtyard. Taoyao pinched her fingers, counting the days until spring. As she counted, sleepiness crept up on her, and she gradually drifted off to sleep.

I don’t know how much time passed, but in my drowsiness, Tao Yao heard a familiar voice.

"Second Miss! Second Miss!"

Tao Yao shuddered and woke up instantly. When she opened her eyes, she saw Huai Ling's tear-stained face.

Looking at Huai Ling's miserable state, she couldn't help but sob softly: "Second Miss, how did you become like this..."

Tao Yao excitedly responded in a hoarse, duck-like voice, "Huai Ling, you're here! Did His Royal Highness Prince Yi bring you here?"

Hearing Tao Yao's hoarse and rough voice, Huai Ling couldn't help crying even harder.