After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

Chapter 22 Is Tremella and Red Date Soup Sweet?

Liu Yan's eyes lit up. She felt that her master was becoming more and more powerful, and she was looking forward to seeing the show.

After returning from Baima Street, she heard Aunt Pang talk about the majesty of the eldest young lady in Rongshou Hall. She felt very regretful. Why was she not there at that time?

Liu Zhi was not as careless as Liu Yan: "Madam, it's easy to avoid an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from behind. I don't know how they are going to frame you. You have to be careful in everything."

"What are you afraid of? I'm no worse than them at plotting and playing tricks. Just relax."

In modern times, studying medicine is boring. When she has some free time, she likes to watch some palace fighting dramas to relax her mood.

She hasn't watched it for nothing all these years.

What's more, she was a person who traveled through the book. Cao Lanxin had eyes on top of her head. Would she be so attentive to her for no reason?

Since she saw through Cao Lanxin's intention, Cao Lanxin couldn't plot against her.

"Put this hairpin away. Once the storm has passed, we can sell it and get some money."

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Just as Yuan Wanru had expected, Cao Lanxin started the second step the next day.

Fang Fei smiled and said, "My young lady has made some new incense. I heard it not only calms the mind but also relieves fatigue. I'd like to invite everyone to the west wing of Rongshou Hall to taste it together."

The Cao sisters lived in the west wing of Rongshou Hall, which means that she invited everyone to her residence in the afternoon.

There are so many people and it is inevitable that something will be lost.

So this was her idea.

Yuan Wanru smiled even more happily: "Tell my cousin that I will be there on time."

After seeing them off, she told Liu Yan, "Take the food box and let's go."

Lu Jiangnian's study is in the southwest corner. There is a plaque hanging on the door. On the lacquered wood frame are three gold-painted characters: Wujingzhai.

The font is vigorous and powerful, free and elegant.

Yuan Wanru raised her eyebrows. Although Lu Jiangnian was a military general, he had a scholarly temperament in his bones.

The courtyard is named Lingshuiju, which is delicate, quiet, natural and pure.

The bedroom is called Mianyue Pavilion, which is quiet, beautiful, elegant and relaxed.

The Five Classics Hall, which houses the Book of Changes, Book of History, Book of Poetry, Book of Rites, and Spring and Autumn Annals, are Confucian classics and symbols of wisdom and morality.

Lu Jiangnian is both talented in literature and martial arts, and also has an enviable appearance, which can be said to be a natural advantage.

Xuan Qing was Lu Jiangnian's personal bodyguard. He was a little surprised to see Yuan Wanru appear at the door of the study. He walked in and reported, "The eldest young master's wife wants to see you."

Lu Jiangnian had just returned from the palace. The emperor had been summoning him frequently recently to inquire about the palace guards. It seemed that he would be promoted soon.

The Crown Prince has been under a lot of pressure in the past two years, and he can provide some assistance by staying in the capital.

When he heard that Yuan Wanru was just outside the door, he didn't feel it was a bother, but rather a rare thing.

Since they got married, they have lived in the same courtyard, and this is the first time Yuan Wanru has set foot in the study.

"Let her in."

As soon as Yuan Wanru entered the door, she saw a very conspicuous bookshelf, which was as high as a wall and neatly filled with various books. She really loved reading.

There is a zither on the wooden desk by the window, and two famous paintings are hung on the wall. The furnishings in the room are full of scholarly atmosphere and elegance.

The man sitting behind the large desk wore a dark blue robe with a flying eagle pattern. He sat upright, like a tall pine tree, like a refined scholar, not as fierce as usual.

Lu Jiangnian held a book in his hand, not even raising his eyelids: "What can I do for you?"

Yuan Wanru took the food box from Liu Yan's hand, and took out a porcelain cup from the food box on the left corner of the desk.

"It's autumn now, and the weather is getting drier. The kitchen has cooked a white fungus, lily, and red date soup, which is just right for the season. I specially sent you a bowl."

Lu Jiangnian was silent for a while, picked up the porcelain spoon, and drank the bowl of white fungus, lily and red date soup.

Xuan Qing, who was standing by the door, opened his mouth slightly. The eldest master hated these sticky things the most. Did the sun rise from the west today?

Yuan Wanru stared at his movements as he scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth...

Then, he took another sip without changing his expression.

what happened?

She clearly put a big spoonful of pepper in it, so the taste should be weird. Is there something wrong with his taste buds?

Perhaps because her gaze was too focused, he raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Do you want to drink too?"

She touched the food box as if to cover up: "Does it taste okay?"

He pushed the bowl towards her and said, "It's too sweet. I don't like sweets."

Yuan Wanru couldn't resist her curiosity after all, so she picked up the spoon and took a sip. Lu Jiangnian's eyes dimmed. How could she...

Liu Yan widened her eyes. The eldest young master had just drunk from the spoon. She quickly lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth were wide open.

So sweet.

The next second, Yuan Wanru's face wrinkled into a ball and she almost vomited.

The spicy taste and the sweet taste of Tremella mixed together make it so hard to drink.

She swallowed it with all her might and glared at Lu Jiangnian angrily: "You..."

He looked at her calmly: "How is it, sweet?"

Yuan Wanru was filled with rage and gritted her teeth secretly: "It's so sweet that it makes my teeth hurt."

Lu Jiangnian laughed out loud: "Yeah, I think it's too sweet too."

Neither of them gained anything, and they were competing secretly without saying it out loud. After all, this matter was too childish.

Yuan Wanru took a deep breath and took the brocade box from Liu Yan's hand. "Yesterday afternoon, Cao Lanxin had someone secretly send me the red gold hairpin. She also invited me to Rongshou Hall to taste incense this afternoon."

"I guess she wants to accuse me of theft, and this hairpin is stolen property."

"You and I are one, husband and wife. I can't forget you when I see something good. When you sell it someday, we'll split the spoils 30-70."

Today she was wearing a light blue skirt with slightly wide cuffs. When she raised her hand to hold the box, her fair and tender arm was decorated with a mutton-fat jade bracelet, which complemented each other perfectly.

She had a light blue velvet flower pinned on her temples, which fell on her black hair, looking quiet and gentle.

The bruise left on her wrist that day had disappeared.

He lowered his head to read the book and said calmly, "Not interested."

She smiled sweetly, tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes flashing with mischief: "Yesterday it was just a piece of osmanthus leaf, you insisted on playing tricks on me, don't you think you are wrong?"

After the incident, Cao Lanxin would definitely advocate searching Lingshuiju, and Mianyue Pavilion would definitely be the focus. If the things were hidden in Wujingzhai, no one would be able to find them.

Besides, she didn't have the red gold hairpin left in her hands. If she wanted to take action, the best way would be to seek cooperation with Lu Jiangnian.

As for stolen goods, you can't just pawn them openly and let others find out and catch you.

She had a good plan, but Lu Jiangnian refused to cooperate.

"You insisted on being fooled, so I won't blame you."

It turns out that this strange soup was made to avenge yesterday's incident.

Seeing that her husband was as heartless as iron, Yuan Wanru changed her mind and her fair little face fell, her eyelids drooped, and her face looked innocent and pitiful.

"You have such a cruel heart. I'm your wife. Someone wants to harm me, and you won't help me?"

"You scared me yesterday. I'm most afraid of bugs. Last night I dreamed about bugs and I couldn't sleep well the whole night."

Her modern home has been practicing medicine for generations and has stored a lot of good medicinal herbs.

When she was just starting to learn Chinese medicine, she fiddled with decoctions and often got the proportions wrong, wasting so many medicinal ingredients that the adults in her family were so angry that they wanted to beat her every day.

At that time, she avoided many beatings by acting coquettishly and pretending to be pitiful.

I just don’t know if Lu Jiangnian will buy into this.

Alas, thinking about it, I feel a little sad.

She was homesick.

A thin mist filled my eyes, and my vision became blurred.

I can't cry. It would be too embarrassing to cry in front of him.

She lowered her head and quickly blinked away the tears in her eyes, but she didn't know that Lu Jiangnian had very good eyesight and had already seen her expression clearly.

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