Carrying Lingquan: Abandoned Concubine must turn over

Chapter 327

Chen Mier's death seemed to be forgotten by everyone. Those who experienced the shock that night seemed to be deliberately forgetting about it. The whole capital was concerned about the marriage, no one cared about a small What does the woman's death mean?

But Ruan Zhixuan remembered that before Chen Mier's death that day, the strange scene, the sudden flames, and the person who was instantly burned into charcoal, this was evil no matter how you looked at it.

"You want to investigate?" Ye Zhiqiu disagreed: "If it is true as you said, this matter is very dangerous."

"I always feel that this incident has something to do with my being kidnapped suddenly." Ruan Zhixuan bit her lip, which was a kind of deep induction, like a sixth sense: "Those people didn't succeed this time, say No next time."

Thinking of the Night of Horror in the Palace, Ye Zhiqiu's face became gloomy: "Even if I want to investigate, I will investigate."

"I have space in my hands. If I encounter any danger, I can get out in time." Ruan Zhixuan disagreed. Compared with Ye Zhiqiu, she still has a greater advantage.

"You don't need to talk too much." Ye Zhiqiu showed a rare masculinity, and flatly rejected Ruan Zhixuan's request: "Leave this matter to me, if I can't even protect my own women and children, why don't you talk about it?" What else!"

Ruan Zhixuan swallowed the words she was about to say. She was used to relying on herself for more than a year, and she forgot that there are men to rely on: "Well, I will leave it to you. We, mother and child, are waiting for your protection! "

Ye Zhiqiu hugged her, his heart was peaceful, as long as it was for them, he was willing to do anything, even if it was dealing with the government that he always hated.

Ruan Zhixuan put aside her troubles, and led the maids wholeheartedly to deal with the harvest of peaches.This batch of peaches grew very well, they were big and sweet, and Zhuangzi would pick a batch every day and sell them. Although the price was not particularly high, the sales were very good.

More were washed by Ruan Zhixuan and made into candied fruit. With her special honey, the taste was sweet and not greasy.

"Preserved fruit can be so delicious?" Qing Luo recently has a tendency to evolve into a foodie. During this period of time helping to make preserved fruit, she often cheated. , It's just wood scum!
"Eat less, eat too much sweets and be careful to become a big fat man!" Can her preserved fruit be the same as other people's?Peach itself is an excellent variety grown on Zhuangzi. The honey she uses is brewed by bees fed by spiritual spring water. During the production process, spiritual spring water is also added. With these two points alone, who can compare with her? ?

"Slaves can't get fat." Qingluo said proudly, took another piece and put it in her mouth before giving up.

"Pack some preserved fruit and send it to my sister-in-law and Princess Xinle." Ruan Zhixuan tasted a piece, and it tasted really good: "Is the peach wine ready?"

"Slaves watch them seal the altar." Qinghe handles affairs steadily, equivalent to half of the chief executive, and Ruan Zhixuan entrusts her to do many things.

Although the peach wine produced by the madam still needs time to slowly settle and ferment, it is not difficult to see from the moment the altar is sealed that it is definitely a good wine!I really don't know how Madam made it, obviously others have followed suit, but they just can't make it like this!

But it's no wonder, I heard that the rose wine brewed by Madam is not enough in the palace!
"Ma'am, there is a Taoist priest outside, I must see you." The steward of Zhuangzi came over, and although he was wearing a prosthetic leg, he still walked steadily: "Don't say anything, and say you have Important matters need to be discussed with Madam."

Taoist priest?Ruan Zhixuan was a little surprised: "I have never had anything to do with people outside Fang, and I have nothing to talk about. Give me some money and tell them to leave!"

At this time, monks and Taoists can be called god sticks. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are so many people who believe in deception. Ruan Zhixuan has no interest in becoming one of their believers.

"Ma'am, this subordinate has already tried it, and he refuses to leave." The steward's rock-like face could not help showing a look of helplessness: "Now he is sitting at our door!"

Although there are not as many people here in Zhuangzi as in the capital city, there are other Zhuangzi nearby. A Taoist priest sitting at the door and refusing to leave is obviously very attractive.

"Ma'am, why don't we just meet?" Qingluo admired the monk and Taoist very much: "Maybe the Taoist priest wants to give Madam some advice?"

Guidance?Ruan Zhixuan felt that her goal in life was very clear, she was not lost in confusion, and she didn't need any monks or priests to point her out.

Moreover, so many things have happened one after another recently, is it really a coincidence that a Taoist priest came to the door at this time?

"Drive him away!" A fire of ignorance ignited in my heart, now even a Taoist priest can threaten her? "He is willing to sit at the door, so he can sit, even if it lasts forever, and that place is not our house, so he can sit for as long as he likes!"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Qingluo's face, and Qinghe pulled her a hand: "Yes, I'm going to ask someone to kick him out." By the way, Qingluo was pulled out.

"Sister, why don't you let me tell you?" Qingluo was puzzled: "Taoist priests are capable, it's not good to offend them."

"Are you stupid?" Qinghe poked Qingluo's forehead with a finger: "Don't even think about it, when we were in the countryside, no such messy people came to our door, Taoist priest? Do you know if it's true or not? "

Qingluo slowly opened her mouth: "It's not like someone is pretending, right?" By the way, Madam was almost kidnapped in the palace a few days ago!

"Well, you dare to show up in broad daylight! See how I deal with him!" Qing Luo's eyes sparkled, she looked around, and saw a laundry servant who was about to pour out the dirty water, and ran a few steps away. Pick it up in the past and take it out the door.

"Don't be impulsive!" Qinghe stomped her feet, and could only catch up quickly.

Sure enough, there was a Taoist priest sitting at the door, wearing a brand new and clean cyan Taoist robe, and holding a dust whisk in his hand, sitting cross-legged towards the door, with his back straight, and he really had a sense of immortality.

"Where is the fairy master?" A maidservant in green clothes came out from the door and saw the Taoist priest sitting at the door with his back to the gate: "It turns out that you, the Taoist priest, are staying here! Okay, I won't let you go!"

With a sound of "crash", the immortal Taoist became a drowned chicken, and was poured from head to toe by a pot of dirty water.

"I heard that immortal masters can pinch and count. I don't know if the Taoist priest has counted before. Will he be splashed with dirty water today?" Qingluo put her hands on her waist and stood at the door aggressively: "Liar, liar!" Come here! Hurry up, or let the dog bite you!"

(End of this chapter)