Moonlit Calamity: The Dragon Girl's Life of Idleness is Broken

Xiao Han was a strict ruler. He had seen too much intrigue and deceit in the palace, and he was used to old servants wielding their authority like a tiger. He loathed such behavior.

Therefore, after establishing his own government, he was particularly strict with his subordinates, and Uncle Zhong managed them very well. However, there were also some bad people among them.

However, they have a rule that everyone should monitor each other, and if they discover any excessive bullying, they can report it.

Once the truth is discovered, they will be kicked out or sold off, so such messy things rarely happen, and the atmosphere in the mansion is very harmonious.

Long Chuqing leaned closer to him, touched his forehead to check, and said, "You don't have a fever! Why are you acting so strangely today?" She looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“I’m fine,” Xiao Han said softly as he pulled her hand off her forehead. “I just hope that you can feel more comfortable living in the manor, as if you were at home.”

“Ah…” Long Chuqing was clearly taken aback, then smiled and said, “Okay, but I’m comfortable staying anywhere.”

Half an hour later, Long Chuqing forced the poison to Xiao Han's wrist, made a small incision, and released some black poisonous blood.

After bandaging it up, she looked at the several scars on his wrist and joked, "Your arm is all bruised, but you can apply more scar-removing cream when it heals."

There are several scars, left from self-inflicted injuries when Xiao Han was poisoned before.

"It's nothing," Xiao Han said nonchalantly. "Just a few scars."

After she finished packing her things, Xiao Han also got dressed.

"Today's treatment is over, I'm going back now." Long Chuqing said to him, "It's getting late, you should get some rest."

"Wait." Just as Long Chuqing was about to leave, Xiao Han called out to her. He walked to the side, took out a cloak, and handed it to her: "Here, it's cold at night, and you're dressed too lightly."

I thought something had happened to him! Long Chuqing glanced at him and refused: "No need, Qiushui Pavilion is not far from here, I'll be there in a while. Granny Lin should have prepared hot water for me, so I can take a bath and go to sleep when I get back."

Seeing that she didn't intend to accept it, Xiao Han ignored her words and simply draped the cloak over her shoulders, tying the straps as he did so. "I'll take you back."

"No need to see me off," Long Chuqing glanced at the cloak she was wearing and said helplessly, "I'm not a child, and this isn't the main street. You should get some rest!" After saying that, she waved to him and ran out.

Watching her hurried departure, Xiao Han smiled faintly.

The next day, the weather was fine and the sun was out. Because of the rain in the previous few days, the medicinal herbs were a bit damp. In order to prevent them from getting moldy and spoiling, Long Chuqing and Granny Ziguang moved the medicinal herbs to the yard and spread them out to dry in the morning.

They were drying medicinal herbs in the courtyard when Uncle Zhong came in from outside with several embroiderers and a large box.

Uncle Zhong entered Qiushui Pavilion and came to her with a kind smile, saying, "Miss Long, these are the ladies from last time."

He pointed to the women standing to the side and said, "They brought a box of winter clothes today. His Highness asked me to bring it over for you to choose from. If you like any of them, you can keep them."

Long Chuqing glanced in the direction of the embroiderer, then at Uncle Zhong, without stopping her work, and asked in confusion, "I didn't say I wanted clothes!"

"That's how it is." Uncle Zhong took a step to the side and said, "Miss, the weather is getting cold now. The prince must have seen that you were dressed too lightly and was worried that you would catch a cold, so he ordered his men to prepare this early this morning. Come and take a look!"

Long Chuqing's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He seemed to have said last night that she was dressed in revealing clothes.

A faint smile appeared on her lips as she shook her head helplessly. After a moment's thought, she put down the basket in her hand and dusted off her hands.

“Let’s go take a look,” she said to Uncle Zhong beside her.

"Sigh... okay."

Xiu Niang unfolded the clothes one by one in front of her so that she could see them clearly, while introducing the styles and advantages of each garment.

Seeing this, Ziguang and Granny Lin also came over, stood aside and carefully examined the items, helping her to make a selection.

They thought every piece of clothing was beautiful, but Long Chuqing looked troubled, as if she wasn't very satisfied with them.

Uncle Zhong noticed the hesitation on Long Chuqing's face and asked, "Miss, do you think it's not good? This is one of the best embroidery workshops in the capital, with excellent workmanship and fabrics."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Long Chuqing explained, "These clothes are very beautiful, and the fabric is excellent. However, as you can see, I often have to dry medicinal herbs and grind them. These flowing, ethereal clothes are very easy to snag and get caught on, so they are really not suitable for me."

She then turned to Uncle Zhong and said, "Let them go back! Thank the Prince for me and tell him not to worry about me, I will buy it myself."

Uncle Zhong looked troubled when he saw that she hadn't left anything behind. How was he going to explain this to her when she got back? But since she had already made her point so clear, he could only take his people and leave first.

“Girl,” Ziguang asked, puzzled, “I think some of these outfits are really pretty! You’ll look beautiful in them.”

Long Chuqing turned around and poked her forehead, saying helplessly, "I have to work, not go to a beauty contest."

Zi Guang pursed her lips and gently touched her forehead: "Miss, you don't actually need to do it yourself. These tasks can be done by the servants."

"That won't work either! I can't just lie in bed all day! I'd become useless."

Uncle Zhong arrived at Qinli Courtyard and relayed Long Chuqing's message to Xiao Han in the study.

After hearing the report, Xiao Han looked up from his book and said to Uncle Zhong, "If she's not satisfied, then we'll go to another store. She likes simple styles, so pick some simple ones and send them to her until she's satisfied."

"Yes," Uncle Zhong replied and withdrew.

After lunch, Uncle Zhong arrived with another group of people, this time bringing two large suitcases.

As soon as Uncle Zhong came in, he called Long Chuqing over to look at the clothes, grinning and saying, "Miss Long, come, come, come and take a look."

“I found two more embroidery shops for you. The prince said you can take your time to choose. If you don’t like one, we’ll go to another one until you find one you like.”

Seeing the large commotion before him, Long Chuqing walked over and said, "Didn't I say I would buy it myself? Why did you bring so much again?"

Uncle Zhong said confidently, "Don't worry, there will definitely be something you like this time. The styles are all simple and durable, according to your preferences." As he spoke, he told the embroiderer to open the box and show the clothes.

When the embroiderers saw Long Chuqing walking over, they all showed amazement and secretly marveled at her beauty. No wonder the prince was so fond of her.

Both embroiderers enthusiastically recommended their own garments, hoping they would be selected.

Long Chuqing carefully examined the clothes they were displaying. This time, they did indeed suit her aesthetic taste. Since they had meant well and had even brought the clothes, she called Ziguang and Granny Lin over to help with their opinions.

In the end, both families picked out a few sets of clothes to leave behind. Uncle Zhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had found clothes she was satisfied with this time, otherwise he would have had a hard time explaining himself when he got back!

He instructed the embroiderers to pack up the remaining clothes and then saw them out of the mansion.