Ming Dong bowed, "Miss Wanhui, what can I do for you?"
"Look at me, do I look good?" Wanhui turned around proudly and asked.
Ming Dong looked at her and said flatteringly, "Of course she is beautiful. The Queen Mother also said that Miss Wanhui has an outstanding appearance. Although she is not stunningly beautiful, she is still a stunning beauty. Otherwise, she would not have chosen you to come to the palace."
Wanhui was very satisfied. "Compared to Xia Zian, how is he?"
Ming Dong's face froze for a moment. This...
"What? Am I not as pretty as her?" Wanhui's face fell and her tone was unfriendly.
Ming Dong saw that she was angry, and he also knew her temper, "How could that be? The princess is at most pretty, how can she compare to your brightness and beauty?"
Wanhui then smiled, "Well, if the prince favors me later, there will be a reward."
Ming Dong was startled, "Is the prince going to favor the young lady?"
"It's just a matter of time!" Wanhui smiled charmingly, and the tassels on her hair bun trembled, making a light sound.
This headdress was a gift from the Empress Dowager. Although it was not a fine piece, it was one of the jewelry she could show off now.
——I am the dividing line for Wanhui who is ambitious to be a concubine—
The weather was fine and the autumn wind was blowing again. Xiaosun tidied up the house, took out Zi'an's quilt and asked someone to wash and dry it.
The maid also came in to clean the room. Xiaosun insisted on doing this thorough cleaning once every ten days.
Zi'an's clothes that she hadn't worn for a long time were taken out to dry, and all her underwear were changed one by one.
Seeing that she was busy and Murong Jie went to Prince An's Mansion, Zi'an went to visit the Princess' Mansion.
"Now that you're back, you finally have no worries in your heart, right?" Zi'an said jokingly, looking at her rosy face.
"I had no worries in the first place. Ever since the day I knew he was alive, I've felt at ease." Zhuangzhuang drank his tea slowly with a calm expression.
"Really?" Zi'an chuckled. "I've seen you lose your mind sometimes in the past. Okay, I know what you're thinking. Now I just hope that the marriage can be settled soon. You're not a child anymore. You can get married, have children, and complete the important things in life."
"Don't be anxious. Good things take time. If God wants to test you again after all this time, then let Him test you."
As long as he has her in his heart, he has nothing to be afraid of.
Zhuangzhuang raised his eyes and looked at her, "Have you still had nightmares these two days?"
"It's strange, but since I took Shangqiu's resurrection pill, I haven't had nightmares again. I really want to know what kind of medicine it is that is so magical."
"This Shangqiu is also a talent, but unfortunately, he followed the wrong person."
Zi'an suddenly had an idea, "Shangqiu is indeed a talented person, but as you said, why would such a smart person take Prince Nan Huai as his accomplice?"
Zhuangzhuang was startled, "What do you mean?"
Zi'an nodded, "That's right, he wouldn't bet on Prince Nan Huai for no reason."
"What other skills has Old Eighth not used yet?" Zhuangzhuang understood what Zi'an meant. One could tell at a glance that Shangqiu was here for fame, wealth and power, and he was extremely ambitious, wanting to be a founding hero.
Why does he think that Prince Nan Huai will seize the world
Can he see through the will of heaven? Or does he know the strength of King Nan Huai? What other strengths does King Nan Huai have
Zi'an had only a fleeting thought at first, but now that he thought deeply about it, he felt that there must be something in it that they didn't know yet.
I need to remind Old Seven about this.
Because Murong Jie said before he went out that he would come back for dinner, Zi'an did not stay in the princess's mansion for too long and went back at the end of the afternoon.
When they returned to the house, Xiaosun was still busy. There were a lot of miscellaneous items piled on the table. Zi'an took a look and found that they were all her personal belongings, sachets, handkerchiefs, purses, needle bags, etc.
When Xiaosun saw her coming back, she said, "Princess, I changed a sachet for you. The previous one has lost its thread."
"Well, if the thread is untied, please help me fix it. I'll have a replacement later." Zi'an said. The previous sachet was made by the nanny. She had carried it with her for a long time. She had carried it with her all the time in the Northern Desert. It contained mugwort and mint to repel mosquitoes and keep one awake.
Xiaosun picked up the things and threw the sachet aside.
"By the way, who did you ask to mix the spices in the sachet? The flavor is different from the ones you mixed before!" Xiaosun asked casually.
"Different? It has always been like this." Zi'an said.
"No, the smell is different." Xiaosun took the sachet that was thrown aside, poured out the herbs and spices, and smelled it. "I have always replaced your sachet. I remember the smell is different from this one. Also, the last time I replaced the sachet, I used the one I made for you. This one was made for you by Madam Yang."
Since Zi'an's sachets are filled with mugwort, mint and other things, the material has to be changed every few days, and Xiaosun has always helped her change it.
I was busy in Beimo and didn't change it. After I came back, Xiaosun changed it immediately.
Zi'an was stunned, "I haven't changed it before, you've always done it for me."
"That's strange. Could it be that Madam Yang changed it?" Xiao Sun suddenly laughed, "Madam Yang may have felt unbalanced when she saw you embroidering with me, so she changed it to her own embroidery. I went to tease her."
Just then, Nanny Yang came in, opening the curtain, and said, "What are you saying about me in broad daylight, Xiaosun?"
Xiaosun laughed and said, "You are so stingy, isn't it okay for the princess to take my sachet? I just changed it a few days ago, and you changed it again. It's untied. Did you see it?"
As she spoke, she picked up the sachet and opened it to show the nanny.
When Nanny Yang took it, she saw that the seal was a little loose, probably because it was torn.
"Scented sachets are a personal matter. I've been busy with the affairs of the mansion recently and haven't changed them for the princess." Nanny Yang walked to the cupboard, took out needle and thread, and started to sew them on the spot.
Zi'an looked at the spices on the table thoughtfully, then took off her hairpin and slowly picked them apart. She was the one who matched the spices and she knew exactly what they were.
However, there are some small details that she doesn't deserve.
She picked up a little and pinched it on her finger, then put it under her nose and smelled it, her face changing slightly.
"Mandragora."
Nanny Yang and Xiaosun looked up at the same time, "Mandragora? What is it?"
Zi'an's eyes were slightly cold, "It is a hallucinogenic flower that can be used as medicine, but if the dose is large and you keep smelling the scent, it will cause hallucinations, and it has an anesthetic effect that will make people fall asleep."
The two were shocked. Nanny Yang asked in surprise, "Could it be that the princess was in a coma and had nightmares because of this sachet?"
Zi'an separated the spices and found that this dried datura flower was deliberately crushed, and its color was darker than that of ordinary dried datura flowers. It should have been soaked in a lot of datura flower juice. The smell was actually very strong, but when put together with mint, wormwood, etc., the smell was diluted.
She said coldly: "Be on guard day and night, but you can't guard against thieves in your own house!"
"Who on earth wants to murder the princess?" Xiao Sun was furious.
(End of this chapter)