Chapter 22 Is Tremella, Lily, and Red Date Soup Sweet?

Liu Yan's eyes lit up. She felt that her master was becoming more and more powerful, and she was looking forward to seeing the show.

After returning from Baima Street, she heard Aunt Pang talk about the eldest young lady's mighty power in Rongshou Hall. She felt extremely regretful. Why wasn't she there at that time?

Liu Zhi was not as careless as Liu Yan: "Madam, it is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. I don't know how they are going to frame you. You have to be careful in everything."

"What are you afraid of? I'm no worse than them at playing tricks and schemes. Just relax."

In modern times, studying medicine is boring. When she has some free time, she likes to watch some palace fighting dramas to adjust her mood.

She didn't watch it for nothing all these years.

What's more, she was a person who traveled through the book. Cao Lanxin's eyes were on top of her head. Would she be so attentive to her for no reason?

Since she saw through Cao Lanxin's intention, Cao Lanxin couldn't plot against her.

"Put this hairpin away. When the storm is over, we can sell it and get some money to spend."

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Just as Yuan Wanru had expected, Cao Lanxin started the second step the next day.

Fang Fei smiled and said, "My young lady has made some new incense. I heard that it not only has the effect of calming the mind, but also can eliminate fatigue. My young lady invites everyone to go to the west wing of Rongshou Hall to taste it together."

The Cao sisters lived in the west wing of Rongshou Hall, which meant that she invited everyone to her residence in the afternoon.

With so many people and chaos, it is inevitable that something will be lost.

So this was her idea.

Yuan Wanru smiled even more happily: "Tell my cousin that I will be there on time."

After sending the people away, she told Liu Yan, "Take the food box and let's go."

Lu Jiangnian's study is in the southwest corner. There is a plaque hanging on the door. On the lacquered wood frame are three gold-painted characters: Wujingzhai.

The font is vigorous, powerful, free and elegant.

Yuan Wanru raised her eyebrows. Although Lu Jiangnian was a military general, he had a scholarly temperament in his bones.

The courtyard is named Lingshuiju, which is delicate, quiet, natural and pure.

The bedroom is called Mian Yue Pavilion, which is quiet, beautiful, elegant and relaxed.

The Five Classics Hall, which houses the Yi Jing (Book of Changes), Shu Jing (Book of History), Shi Jing (Book of Poetry), Li Jing (Book of Rites) and Chun Qiu (Spring and Autumn Annals), are Confucian classics and symbols of wisdom and morality.

Lu Jiangnian is both talented in literature and martial arts, and he also possesses an enviable appearance, which can be said to be a natural advantage.

Xuan Qing was Lu Jiangnian's personal bodyguard. He was a little surprised to see Yuan Wanru appear at the door of the study. He walked in and reported, "The eldest young master's wife wants to see you."

Lu Jiangnian had just returned from the palace. The emperor had summoned him frequently in recent days to inquire about the palace gate guards. It seemed that he would be promoted soon.

The Crown Prince has been under a lot of pressure in the past two years, so if he stays in the capital, he can provide some assistance.

Hearing that Yuan Wanru was just outside the door, he did not feel it was a bother but rather a rare thing.

Since they got married, they have lived in the same courtyard, and this is the first time Yuan Wanru has set foot in the study.

"Let her in."

As soon as Yuan Wanru entered the room, she saw a very conspicuous bookshelf, which was as high as a wall and was neatly filled with various books. She really loved reading.

There is a zither on the wooden desk by the window, and two famous paintings are hung on the wall. The furnishings in the room are full of scholarly atmosphere and elegance.

The man sitting behind the large desk wore a dark blue flying eagle robe and sat upright like a tall pine tree. He looked like a gentle scholar, not as fierce as usual.

Lu Jiangnian held a book in his hand, without even raising his eyelids, "What can I do for you?"

Yuan Wanru took the food box from Liu Yan, placed it on the left corner of the desk, and took out a porcelain cup from the food box.

"It's autumn now, and the weather is getting drier. The kitchen has cooked a white fungus, lily, and red date soup, which is just right for the season. I specially sent you a bowl."

Lu Jiangnian was silent for a while, then picked up the porcelain spoon and drank the bowl of Tremella, lily and red dates soup.

Xuan Qing, who was standing by the door, opened his mouth slightly. The eldest master hated these sticky things the most. Did the sun rise from the west today?

Yuan Wanru stared at his movements, and he scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth...

Then, he took another sip without changing his expression.

What's going on?

She clearly put a big spoonful of pepper in it, so it should taste weird. Is there something wrong with his taste buds?

Perhaps because her gaze was too focused, he raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Do you want to drink too?"

She touched the food box as if to cover up: "Does it taste okay?"

He pushed the bowl towards her and said, "It's too sweet. I don't like sweets."

Yuan Wanru finally couldn't resist her strong curiosity, so she picked up the spoon and took a sip. Lu Jiangnian's eyes dimmed. How could she...

Liu Yan's eyes widened. The eldest son had just drunk from the spoon. She quickly lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth were wide open.

So sweet.

The next second, Yuan Wanru's face wrinkled into a ball and she almost vomited.

The spicy taste and the sweet taste of Tremella mixed together make it so unpalatable.

She swallowed it reluctantly and glared at Lu Jiangnian angrily: "You..."

He looked at her calmly: "How is it, sweet?"

Yuan Wanru was filled with rage and gritted her teeth secretly: "It's so sweet that it makes my teeth hurt."

Lu Jiangnian laughed out loud: "Yeah, I think it's too sweet too."

Neither of them gained anything, and they were competing secretly without saying it out loud. After all, this matter was too childish.

Yuan Wanru took a deep breath and took the brocade box from Liu Yan: "Yesterday afternoon, Cao Lanxin had someone secretly deliver the red gold hairpin, and just now she invited me to Rongshou Hall to taste the incense this afternoon."

"I guess she wants to charge me with theft, and this hairpin is stolen property."

"You and I are one, and I can't forget you if I get any benefit. When you sell it someday, we can split the spoils 30-70."

Today she was wearing a light blue skirt with slightly wide cuffs. When she raised her hand to hold the box, her fair and tender arm was adorned with a mutton-fat jade bracelet, which set off each other perfectly.

She had a light blue velvet flower pinned on her temples, which fell on her black hair, making her look peaceful and gentle.

The bruise left on her wrist that day had disappeared.

He lowered his head to read a book and said calmly, "Not interested."

She smiled sweetly, tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes flashing with mischief: "Yesterday it was just a piece of osmanthus leaf, you insisted on playing tricks on me, do you think you are in the wrong?"

After the incident, Cao Lanxin would definitely advocate searching Lingshuiju, and Mianyue Pavilion would definitely be the focus. If the things were hidden in Wujingzhai, no one would be able to find them.

Besides, it was useless to keep the red gold hairpin in her hand. If she wanted to make a move, the best way would be to seek cooperation with Lu Jiangnian.

As for stolen goods, you can't just pawn them openly and let others find out and catch you.

She had a good plan, but Lu Jiangnian refused to cooperate.

"You insisted on being fooled, so I won't blame you."

It turns out that this strange soup was made to avenge yesterday's incident.

Seeing that his husband was as hard as iron, Yuan Wanru changed her mind and her fair little face drooped, her eyelids drooped, her face looked innocent and pitiful.

"You have such a cruel heart. I am your wife. Someone wants to harm me, and you won't help me?"

"You scared me yesterday. I am most afraid of bugs. Last night I dreamed about bugs and I didn't sleep well the whole night."

Her modern family has been practicing medicine for generations and has stored a lot of good medicinal materials.

When she was just starting to learn Chinese medicine, she fiddled with decoctions and often got the proportions wrong, wasting so many medicinal materials that the adults in her family were so angry that they wanted to beat her up every day.

At that time, she avoided many beatings by acting coquettishly and pretending to be pitiful.

I just don’t know whether Lu Jiangnian will buy into this.

Alas, thinking about it, I feel a little sad.

She misses home.

There was a thin mist in my eyes, and my vision was blurred.

I can't cry. It would be too embarrassing to cry in front of him.

She lowered her head and quickly blinked away the tears in her eyes, but she didn't know that Lu Jiangnian had very good eyesight and had already seen her expression clearly.