Concubine Xu was terrified and panicked, "Ah... She's dead! I didn't mean to force her to death."

In the dim night, Princess Jing's death looked particularly terrifying, as if she was a demon crawling out of hell.

Prince Jing frowned for a moment, but quickly regained his composure. With a solemn expression, he held Concubine Xu in his arms and comforted her, "It's okay. She wanted to think about this herself. No one forced her to do it. She deserves it."

Hearing this, Concubine Xu felt much more at ease. "Will the Li family cause trouble for this matter? I'm afraid."

Princess Jing is from the Li family, and her father is a Grand Tutor who retired from the court to enjoy his old age. He comes from a family of scholars.

Prince Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "You know the true face of the Li family. They are self-righteous and act like saints. It is inevitable that they will cause trouble."

"But don't worry. She committed suicide out of fear of punishment. It has nothing to do with us. I will send someone to notify her family right away. There's no need to move the body."

The sound of horse-drawn carriages could be heard on the originally quiet streets of the capital, and torches lit up the streets.

The people living on the street looked through the crack in the door out of curiosity, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

This was the Li family rushing to Prince Jing's Mansion. When the patrolling officers saw them, they politely stepped forward to ask, and finally learned that it was about the death of Prince Jing's wife, Li.

The firecrackers had already been set off in Prince Jing's Mansion, and the servants had hung up the white silk. Soon the news reached the palace.

The next morning, Jiang Mengli woke up refreshed. After walking out of the room, he stretched and said, "Agan, you go open the door yourself today. Lingqiao will come with you to help. I'm going to Miaoxiangzhai."

When I left Prince Jing's Mansion yesterday, Miaoxiangzhai was already closed.

At this time, Aunt Liu, who had just returned from shopping, hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Miss, something big has happened!"

Jiang Mengli looked bewildered. "What big thing could happen so early in the morning?"

Aunt Liu: "Something happened at Prince Jing's mansion. The front hall in the front yard of Prince Jing's mansion was burned. The officers and soldiers put out the fire for two hours. I heard that the Li family was trying to steal Prince Jing's wife's body, so they started looking at her and accidentally set the front hall on fire..."

What shocked Jiang Mengli was that Princess Jing died overnight?

Aunt Liu told all the news she had heard.

Princess Li of Prince Jing was jealous of Concubine Xu and her son because she lost her son. She almost caused the death of Prince Rong. After the matter was exposed, she hit her head against a pillar and died.

When the Li family heard the news, they rushed over and cried for an explanation. They even pretended to take the body away and take it to the palace to give an explanation, but Prince Jing refused.

During the argument, they accidentally knocked over the candlestick, causing a fire.

After listening to this, Jiang Mengli chuckled and said, "She is asking for trouble. If she hadn't hurt Prince Rong, she wouldn't have come to this point."

"However, even if Prince Rong gets better, it will be difficult for him to recover as before. It depends on whether he has the willpower to control himself and not get involved with that thing."

Lingqiao took a while to come back to her senses after hearing this. She said in surprise, "No wonder we heard firecrackers last night. It turns out that Li is gone."

Jiang Mengli patted her shoulder and said, "Life is unpredictable. Every day, someone is born and someone dies. Live every day while you are still alive."

Having said that, he left the small house.

She went to the street, bought two buns and ate them while walking.

In front of a second-floor window, a red and enchanting figure stood, staring at her moving figure with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, a man with disheveled clothes hugged her from behind. "Xiao He, you smell really good. You served me well last night. Your mouth skills made me very comfortable. Hehe... I'll look for you next time."

A trace of disgust flashed in Mu He's eyes. When he saw Jiang Mengli enter Miaoxiangzhai across the street, he turned back to look at the man and said softly, "As long as I like it, it's fine. If the reward is enough, I can make me even more comfortable, hehe..."

Hearing this, the man laughed out loud twice, and generously took out a ten-liang silver ingot and put it in her hand, "Take it, I'll give you more next time."

After saying that, he let her go, turned around, put on his clothes and left.

At this time, Jiang Mengli was already sitting with Aunt Hong, and there were a lot of snacks on the table.

Aunt Hong smiled gently and said, "Eat it. These are all made by me. I fried the melon seeds myself."

"Thank you, they all smell good." She took two without hesitation.

Aunt Hong looked at her and said, "You've come at the perfect time. The boss said we can continue the cooperation. Don't worry, do it boldly. The quantity must be larger than before."

"Also, the medicine you gave him is very effective. He's in much better shape now. It's almost winter now, but he doesn't wear as many layers as before."

"I only use the cloak at night; I don't need a hot water bottle. I had a headache once, and I took a headache pill and it went away in less than a quarter of an hour."

Jiang Mengli was not surprised by this result.

That antidote is no ordinary medicine. Not only is it made from the priceless Black Magic Flower, it is also nourished by spiritual energy, so the effect is definitely different.

The medicine for suppressing headaches is also prepared with medicinal materials in the space, otherwise it would not be sold at such a high price.

A rich man like him would question the effectiveness of the medicine if the price was too low, and the more expensive it was, the more he would believe it.

"I told him he definitely won't regret it." Jiang Mengli took a sip of tea and continued, "Originally, I came here to discuss cooperation. Now that both parties know we can continue to cooperate, there's no need to say more."

"Come to the clinic the day after tomorrow to pick it up. I'll give you 500 bottles this time to start with. I'll give you more when they're sold out. But the maximum you can make is 1,000 bottles a month. It'll be difficult to make more than that."

It’s not that Kong Kong can’t make so many, it’s just that the flowers he can collect are limited.

Aunt Hong thought for a moment and nodded after hearing this, "Okay, then I'll send someone to the clinic to get the goods the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Mengli thought about buying flowers, so she didn't continue chatting. Instead, she said a few simple words and got up to leave.

Aunt Hong watched her leave and said with a smile, "I've always wondered why the perfume she makes is so effective. Now I know. As a doctor, you understand what the skin needs better."

After muttering to himself, he went to the window and looked at Jiang Mengli's back as he walked on the street.

Just as her figure disappeared, footsteps were heard behind her.

It was still early in the morning and there were few customers. She turned around and saw a woman in red wearing a veil walking in.

The other person had a charming and seductive figure, but her legs were a little weird, and she was followed by two burly followers.

Both of them were dressed in red, and their dressing styles were quite similar.

She still walked over politely, "Hello young lady, you can tell me what you want. We have all kinds of rouge and powder here, as well as ointments and perfumes."

Mu He glanced around with a cold look in his eyes and chuckled, "Miao Xiang Zhai is different. It really has a complete range of things."

As she spoke, she shifted her gaze towards Aunt Hong, squinted her eyes, and walked closer. "Why does this face look so familiar? Have I seen you somewhere before?"

Hearing this, Aunt Hong touched her face awkwardly and said, "Really? I'm here all year round, maybe you've come here to buy things before."

She meets quite a few people every day, so it is possible that they have met once, but she just has no impression of them.