Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife

Chapter 87: Interest dividends

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The doctor didn't know that when Yun Tingruo hit people, he always used Qiao Jin and acupuncture points.

Yun Chenfeng's pain is not in the body, but in the internal organs.

Of course he couldn't find anything.

"Feng'er is in so much pain, how can he be fine?"

Shen Biqiu couldn't help being furious. She was not blind. Feng'er's face was pale and her tone was trembling. This was not an illness.

The doctor shook his head: "Madam, please forgive me for my incompetence."

"Get out, get out of here."

After Shen Biqiu asked her servants to drive the doctor out, she sat on the bedside with an anxious look on her face: "Feng'er, tell me where you feel pain."

"My whole body hurts, mother, am I going to die?"

Yun Chenfeng was weak and his voice was hoarse from shouting.

"Bah, bah, bah, don't say such unlucky words. Mother will definitely hire a doctor for you."

Shen Biqiu was heartbroken and quickly said words of comfort to make Yun Chenfeng feel relieved.

"Madam." Grandma Wang was shocked. Imperial doctors only treat diseases for the royal family. Although the Prime Minister's Office has the power, there are no nobles in the palace, so I'm afraid they won't be able to invite them.

"I have my own way."

Shen Biqiu's lips curled up in a gloomy manner, and she waved her hand. Grandma Wang immediately stepped forward with understanding, and the two started talking softly.

****Tingyuan****

"Okay, it's time for us to go do some errands."

Yun Tingruo clapped his hands with an indifferent expression, looked at the two astonished girls, and couldn't help but smile: "Why are you still standing there? Go and pour hot water, wash your face and comb your hair."

Dong'er is an optimistic girl. Nothing happens to her own lady, and nothing else matters.

Immediately he went to fetch water happily.

After Yun Tingruo washed her face, she sat in front of the dressing table. When she saw Dong'er starting to comb her hair into that complicated and trivial bun again, she shook her head repeatedly: "Just make a simple one."

"Miss, how can that be done? The bun represents a woman's dignity. The simpler it is, the lower the status." Dong'er stubbornly picked up the comb and continued to comb Yun Tingruo's head.

Yun Tingruo couldn't help but hold her head: "Beautiful Dong'er, please spare my head."

Now that she is still young, although she wears a few kinds of headwear, it is full of elements and is very unaccustomed to her.

Dong'er looked at Yun Tingruo holding her head and curled her lips: "How can there be such a young lady?"

But in the end, she made a simple bun, with just a few beads on her head, and her hair was pulled together, which was simple and cute.

After doing all this, the three of them went out.

Qu'er followed Yun Tingruo anxiously: "Fourth Miss, the house is in a mess now, and we have to go out. I'm afraid this won't be good."

"What's wrong?"

"Fourth Miss, if Madam catches you, and you just beat the Third Young Master, the situation will be even worse." Qu'er still felt that something was wrong.

"Qu'er, whatever the lady does, you just follow. There's no need to say anything else."

No one can stop what the lady wants to do.

Dong'er's expression darkened, and his tone became a little more solemn, which made Qu'er shrink his neck and say nothing more.

Soon, Shuangfeiqi arrived.

This is a modern A-movie place.

Those who come in and out are usually domestic servants, servants, and wealthy young masters, so naturally they will not show up to buy.

The rest are naturally some civilians.

But there is no woman. Although in this era where the strong are respected, matters in the boudoir are still very taboo.

There is really no one who can walk in as arrogantly as Yun Tingruo.

Entering Shuangfeiqiu, Qu'er and Dong'er lowered their heads and blushed, not daring to look at anyone.

Really, if the lady insists on coming in, they can't stop her.

But I couldn't let the young lady come in alone, so I had to follow her in. It was really embarrassing.

The person greeting people inside was also stunned when they saw Yun Tingruo. This was really the first time for such a little girl to come in.

Yun Tingruo was very interested in visiting an ancient A-movie store for the first time, but as soon as he entered, his interest was mostly gone.

There are all books placed inside, but the names of those books are all extremely elegant. Naturally, they are elegant on the surface, but there is endless spring inside.

The decoration of the store is very quiet, it doesn't look like it sells porn movies, it looks like it is reciting poetry and having fun.

"I asked Gu Changyu and told him that I would pay interest."

Yun Tingruo ignored everyone's looks and tapped the counter with her fingers, looking lazy and calm.

"Okay, okay." The man glanced at Yun Tingruo and without saying anything else, he immediately opened the curtain and entered the inner room.

Yun Tingruo found a chair and sat down to wait for someone.

But Dong'er and Qu'er, facing the wall, remained motionless. Yun Tingruo burst into laughter and said, "You don't have to be like this!"

"Miss, you still said that." Qu'er stamped his feet, lowered his head with a red face, and even sounded like a mosquito.

"Qu'er would rather go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire than enter here." Qu'er tangled his fingers together, his tone a bit gritty.

Seeing the cute looks of the two girls, Yun Tingruo raised her eyebrows, oops~

Any porn or third-level movies are not worth mentioning to her.

But people here still feel very shy~

The three of them were talking when Gu Changyu, the artist who painted Wen Xinyu and Shui Mochen that day, was dressed in a light green robe, looking spring-like, and walked out with a silly smile on his face.

"Miss Yun, I haven't seen you for a few days. Where did you go to make a fortune?"

At that time, Dong'er only said the word "cloud" to the painter Gu Changyu when he introduced his lady.

Although the idiot fourth lady of the prime minister's house is famous throughout the imperial capital, not many people have seen Yun Tingruo's true face.

"I'm kidding, how can you make as much money as your "Two Women Playing One Man" photo album these days? I see it's sold out on the market, and you can get hundreds of taels of money per copy. It's really eye-opening for me."

Yun Tingruo's meaning was obvious. She came today to collect the bill.

As soon as those erotic pictures came out, the sales were astonishing, people were snatching them up, and their noses were bleeding all over the floor.

The more they sell, the more expensive they become, and now they can be sold for a hundred taels each.

It can be seen that the people in this imperial city are really boring and they like this kind of taste.

Gu Changyu smiled: "Miss Yun, that's really a compliment. The album sold very well, but it's all at market price. Miss Yun got 600 silver coins!"

He waved his hand, and a man came up carrying a plate covered with red cloth.

Yun Tingruo's expression remained unchanged and she smiled slightly. This Gu Changyu wanted to break the contract.

Seeing as she is a little girl, these six hundred silver coins are just a casual throw away!

"Gu Changyu, I won't accept my dividend unless it's five thousand gold coins."

"What, five thousand gold coins?"

Gu Changyu stood up and looked at Yun Tingruo with wide eyes, feeling very funny.

"Gu Changyu, the money you make is the royal family's money. Although your painting of "Two Women Playing a Man" does not look like Wen Xinyu, everyone in the entire imperial city knows that the person in it is Wen Xinyu. The queen and The prince blames me, but you can’t bear to eat and walk around.”