Hearing Mo Ronyan's words, Su Ruotang knew something was going to happen, and her tense back relaxed slightly.
She picked up the tea, took a sip, and looked at Mo Ronyan with bright eyes, "Is there anyone in your business dealing in medicinal materials?"
Mo Ronyan pondered for a moment, looked at her steadily, and asked instead, "Do you want to cultivate your own power?"
A voice like mutton-fat white jade soaked in frost and cold, carrying invisible oppression.
When Su Ruotang heard this, his heart suddenly sank, and then he was filled with joy.
I'm glad I chose to be his friend instead of his enemy.
In a few words, you can determine your purpose.
Mo Ronyan's thoughts were terrifyingly meticulous.
She half-seriously said: "I plan to train some people who understand medical science and open a health center to combine disease treatment with health care."
Previously, she planned to cultivate her own power through Xinglin Pharmacy.
But after coming out of Yilan Courtyard, she changed her mind.
There are many wealthy businessmen in Dongqi, but they have no awareness of health care.
She can take advantage of this and secretly cultivate her own power while opening a health center to collect information.
Mo Ronyan looked at her deeply and tapped her long fingers on the low table in the car.
After a moment of silence, he asked: "Want to borrow Shopkeeper Feng again?"
Su Ruotang's beautiful eyes lit up.
This was exactly another thing she was going to talk to Mo Ronyan about tonight.
She currently has no one who knows how to run the business.
In the early stage of the opening of a health care center, there must be someone who is good at management to help get it on track.
And Feng Yun is the best choice.
Using Mo Ronyan's people to put the health center on the right track, Mo Ronyan became a grasshopper on a rope with him.
Even, there is no need to worry about arousing Emperor Wu Shun's suspicion.
After all, if you don't trust your daughter-in-law, you have to trust your own son.
She stretched out her hand, grabbed Mo Ronyan's sleeve and shook it, "I won't let your help go in vain. I will buy the medicinal materials from you at the market price, and you will share 30% of the profit of the health center."
"Shopkeeper Feng is only helping temporarily. Once Shang Cong gets the hang of it, he can leave."
She knew that Feng Yun's true identity was definitely not the shopkeeper. With her and Mo Ronyan's relationship as an unmarried couple, it was naturally impossible for Shopkeeper Feng to help in vain.
She has already talked with Shang Cong. After he learns management from Shopkeeper Feng, he will be fully responsible for helping her manage the health center and the dowry shop left by the original owner's mother.
As Mo Ronyan listened to her words of estrangement from him, his originally clear and moist eyes seemed to be stained by the faint night and covered with rich colors.
The breeze blew through the curtains, and the coolness of the scent of potpourri lingered in the car.
Su Ruotang looked up at him, looking straight into the man's dark eyes that could not see emotions clearly.
next moment.
Mo Ronyan's voice was elegant and calm, and he said two words clearly, "Deal."
Su Ruotang's bright peach blossom eyes were filled with joy, and she praised without hesitation, "Your Highness is truly an immortal who came to the world to save people in distress, and is the god of war who protects the people of Dongqi Dawn..."
Outside the car curtain, Shen Shi listened to Su Ruotang pouring out countless words of praise in one breath, and recovered from the shock that Su Ruotang could help His Highness extend his life by two years, and the cold-preserving poison would not attack.
He looked confused - how many faces would the future third prince and concubine have?
Mo Rongyan, on the other hand, rested his forehead lazily, calmly waiting for Su Ruotang to finish his praise, and said calmly: "You help me suppress the cold poison and extend my life, and Feng Yun will come to you."
Filled with improvised words of praise, he suddenly choked in his throat.
Su Ruotang glared at Mo Rongyan angrily.
Dog man, he really doesn't suffer at all.
Don't help her unless you see the benefit.
I made a note to him in my heart: [Iron rooster without plucking a hair]
"I will write a prescription in a moment. You take the medicine and take medicinal baths three times a day. After seven days, I will give you acupuncture."
Mo Ronyan looked at her for a few seconds and suddenly asked: "Where is the gift Miss Su Er mentioned?"
Su Ruotang was startled: "What kind of ceremony..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Little Lover Ruotang, who had promised to thoughtfully prepare a gift for Mo Ronyan, remembered what he said in Xiuya Pavilion and fell into a strange silence.
Bullshit gift, she was just talking casually!
Mo Rongyan looked at her with a half-smile, "Can you forget the gift that Miss Su Er prepared herself?"
The man's tone is like the collision of the finest mutton fat and white jade, which is extremely pleasant to the ear.
But Su Ruotang's ears were full of noise.
The clear black and white eyes blinked, Su Ruotang rolled his eyes, bent over and stood up, and pinched Mo Ronyan's shoulder perfunctorily twice.
"The gift is a loving massage from the future virtuous prince and concubine."
The bright peach blossom eyes read: Are you very touched?
Mo Ronyan understood the meaning in her eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and the coldness between his brows and eyes dissipated a little, and said kindly, "Well, I'm very touched."
Su Ruotang was not angry after hearing his perfunctory tone. She squatted in front of him and looked up at him expectantly: "The virtuous and virtuous third prince and concubine has prepared a gift for the third prince. Will the third prince also prepare a gift for the third prince and concubine?" Got a gift?”
Mo Ronyan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's cunning expression. The fingers in her sleeves moved slightly, and a faint smile flashed across her eyes.
He stretched out his slender jade-like hand, took Su Ruotang's little hand on his knee, and placed the jade carving in her sleeve into her palm, "A gift."
Oops!
What a gift!
Su Ruotang subconsciously looked at the palm of his hand.
When she saw clearly what was in her hand, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she couldn't put it down and picked it up to take a closer look, "Is this the best mutton-fat white jade?"
The little fox in the palm squints its eyes and appears alive, with a cunning expression.
She blinked, a little confused, "This look... feels so familiar?"
