"I told you to let this go."
Fu Ling's face was sullen, and her cold eyes were a little irritated. She was really annoyed by Cheng Jin.
"no."
Cheng Jin was also a little aggrieved, "You are clearly still angry with me, but you just don't want to pay attention to what I said on purpose.
You still blame me in your heart, I know, so I must ask for your forgiveness. "
Poria:......
"I don't need these things."
Fu Ling held her head against a headache, not wanting to waste time with Cheng Jin, so she turned around and left. Cheng Jin sighed quietly.
"Well, it seems that Song Jiuchi's guy had a bad idea, saying that you are a doctor and like rare medicinal materials.
If you don’t like this water mist flower, then I’ll look for something else. "
"Wait, what did you say?"
Fu Ling's eyes fell on the box in Cheng Jin's hand, and Cheng Jin became excited when she heard it.
"It's a water mist flower. I got it by chance from Cheng's shop. If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"I'll buy it with silver."
Poria really likes rare medicinal materials, not only her, but also all doctors like them.
So when she heard it was a water mist flower, her eyes lit up.
"No need to give money."
Cheng Jin scratched his head and explained: "It was indeed my fault for offending you before.
Just think of this medicinal flower as my apology, as long as you don't get angry. "
Fu Ling was in a dilemma. Reason told her not to accept men's things casually, but emotionally she really couldn't give up such a good medicinal flower to others.
After all, she still has to collect 108 kinds of medicinal materials to return to Yaowang Valley!
"Take it."
Jiang Wan saw Fuling's tangled eyebrows and appeared with a smile, "Mr. Cheng was indeed a little ridiculous that night.
After you accept this, what happened that night can be wiped out. "
Jiang Wan took the initiative to pass the steps to Fuling, who had a sullen face and looked reluctant.
"Okay, since my junior uncle has spoken for you, I will reluctantly forgive you."
"Very good!"
Cheng Jin was overjoyed. He quickly stuffed the box containing water mist flowers into Fu Ling's hand. He seemed to have found a way to get close to Fu Ling.
Seeing him grinning crazily, Fu Ling's mood improved for no reason, but she still said stubbornly:
"If you dare to do whatever you want in the future, I will never forgive you!"
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
Cheng Jin secretly thought that he would only dare to do anything wrong after getting her consent.
This time I learned a lesson.
He left cheering, obviously very happy because he successfully apologized today, and Fuling couldn't help but murmured.
"He doesn't seem as annoying as I thought."
"I have a feeling he will come often."
Jiang Wan smiled and reminded Fuling, "You have to be mentally prepared."
"I don't have time to see him."
Fu Ling murmured, and returned to the room with the water mist flower happily.
We are one step closer to our goal of returning to Yaowang Valley.
In the past few days, Song Jiuyuan sent a message saying that he was in the final stages and the two of them would be able to leave Kyoto soon.
Jiang Wan was overjoyed and began to prepare her luggage for returning to Jiuzhou. She quietly put most of it into the space.
Let Qiu Yan keep the small part.
Qiu Yan's green water and muxiang are both very good these days, and new shops have been opened in Kyoto.
Jiang Wan took the time to attend the opening ceremony and saw that they were doing well, but she did not appear in front of anyone.
Qiu Yan was in charge of the general ledger here. She took the time to make a lot of skin care products, but the sales were not as good as Jiuzhou.
After all, it is a foreign product, and these noble ladies still have to think about it.
Jiang Wan simply gave a copy to the eldest princess, the princess and even Chu Qi.
Mrs. Song took Song Jiuli to attend banquets to help promote it, and even the eldest princess and the others occasionally praised it.
Wansi Pavilion's business has improved, and Qiu Yan and the others have opened a new workshop in Kyoto.
This day was the day when the Song family met with Sheng Yi. Because he was worried that the matter would not succeed, Sheng Yi came to the palace in the name of Song Jiuyuan's friend.
"Sister Wanwan, you must help me say a good word later."
Song Jiuli's face was full of anxiety, and she kept checking whether there was anything wrong with her makeup in the mirror.
"Don't worry, Sheng Yi can handle it."
Jiang Wan's attitude was indifferent. When she took Song Jiuli to the flower hall, the Song family was already there.
Song Qing and his three fathers and sons had no objections. After all, they all knew what Sheng Yi was like.
Only Mrs. Song, who had always been gentle, kept a straight face and said, "I tell you, I am not satisfied with Fan Sheng Yi's performance.
Don't even think about it. No one is allowed to speak to him. "
"As you command, madam."
Song Qing held her shoulder and said, "There is a saying that a husband never knows whether to say or not."
"If you know you shouldn't say it, don't say it."
Mrs. Song snorted softly. Song Qing choked hard, but still said: "Don't be prejudiced."
"How dare you."
Mrs. Song glanced sideways at Song Jiuli, "After all, someone has turned his elbow outward."
"mother."
Song Jiuli's pretty face turned red from embarrassment, but fortunately Jiang Wan eased her embarrassment.
"Li'er, go make a pot of tea."
Logically speaking, the girl from the client's family cannot appear in this kind of scene of looking at each other.
"Okay."
Song Jiuli left anxiously. She left only for a moment before Sheng Yi came.
At first, everyone just heard that Jiang Wan had a prosthetic leg and that he was no different from ordinary people.
The shock of seeing that he was no different from ordinary people was even more powerful.
Perhaps in order to make a good impression, Sheng Yi even put on shoes for the prosthetic limb.
"Uncle Song and Aunt Song."
Sheng Yi gave a junior salute and said to Jiang Wan, "Princess."
He greeted everyone thoughtfully. It could be seen that he kept a tight face, obviously a little nervous.
Song Jiuchi stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Why are you so nervous?"
Although he was very angry at first, he wanted to kidnap his sister.
But after thinking about it carefully, Song Jiuchi figured out that if he looked at Kyoto, he could be as good as his eldest brother.
He only recognized Sheng Yi, not the emperor.
"without……"
Sheng Yi stood up straight and promised loudly: "Uncle and aunt, I will definitely treat Li'er well in the future.
Don’t let her suffer any grievances. If you violate this, I will be thundered..."
"Sheng Yi."
Song Jiuli came in with tea and interrupted him loudly, "My parents understand what you mean."
"What are you doing out here?"
Mrs. Song was speechless. This little girl really had her heart set on Sheng Yi.
"Mom, I made your favorite tea."
Song Jiuli smiled to please her. Wasn't she afraid that her mother would embarrass Sheng Yi?
Mrs. Song, who had some appreciation for Sheng Yi, swallowed her words.
"I'm not thirsty."
"Madam, Li'er made this by herself."
Jiang Wan helped Mrs. Song sit down, "Come and taste it. If it doesn't taste good, give me some advice."
Jiang Wan gave Song Jiuli a wink, and Song Jiuli echoed:
"Sister Wanwan is right, mother, please taste it carefully."
