Jiang Muyu walked to Lin Hanzhi's side and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Lin Hanzhi straightened his clothes and looked up at her: "Not bad... not bad."

Even though he had tidied himself up, he still looked dishevelled, with his clothes in disarray, several obvious bruises on his fair face, and half a shoe print.

Originally he could have kept himself out of it, but he understood her situation and wanted to help her.

If that citizen was beaten to death or maimed by Zhao Jisheng in public, it would have an impact on her business.

How could Jiang Muyu not understand why he suddenly came to the fore?

She just sighed and said, "I asked Qingman to prepare clean clothes for you and also invited a doctor. You can go and take care of it first."

"Uh...thank you, your queen." He saw the guilt in Jiang Muyu's eyes and wanted to smile, but the wound at the corner of his mouth was pulled, and he could not help but let out a "hiss".

Jiang Muyu pushed him and said, "Go quickly."

Lin Hanzhi did not leave. She looked at her with clear eyes and said, "Your Majesty, don't feel any guilt. I did all this willingly."

Jiang Muyu was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Meanwhile, Heather Yeh, who was standing beside him, was waving her folding fan, making it rustle, and the excitement in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

I thought to myself: Liang Qingchen, ah Liang Qingchen, the cabbages you have worked so hard to raise have been targeted by pigs from other families!

Lin Hanzhi couldn't help but pay attention to him, and then he bowed to him: "Thank you for your help, brother."

Heather smiled and waved her hands: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Jiang Muyu glanced at him and said, "Aren't you cold in the middle of winter?"

"It's a bit cold. Please give me a cup of hot tea." He said as he put away his folding fan.

Lin Hanzhi was sent away by Jiang Muyu to heal his injuries, and the two of them went to a tavern not far away.

Chu Yu saw them coming and immediately came forward: "Oh, Madam, you really made me anxious just now. If you hadn't told me to be patient, I would have gone up to argue with Zhao Jisheng."

Jiang Muyu patted the back of her hand soothingly, "Your Chu family's business depends entirely on you, so you can't afford to offend the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Hearing this, Heather rolled her eyes and said, "Look at what you said. Can I afford to offend you?"

Jiang Muyu poured him a cup of hot tea in a flattering manner and said with a smile: "Our prince has told me that if there is a conflict with the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, I can come to you. Otherwise, I would not send you a letter for help right away."

"Tsk tsk - that Liang guy is used to taking advantage of me." He complained, but he was not angry at all. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Jiang Muyu pulled Chu Yu to sit down and looked at him with a smile.

Heather felt a chill down her spine and looked back at her in surprise: "Why are you staring at me like that? Are you attracted to my beauty? I'm telling you, I'm different from that guy surnamed Lin. I'm not interested in married women."

"Lin?" Jiang Muyu frowned, realizing that he was referring to Lin Hanzhi, and asked in confusion: "What does it have to do with him? Besides, why are you so narcissistic? I am more interested in your money than you."

Seeing her confused look, Heather shook her head.

I can't believe that such a smart guy can be so slow in emotional matters.

He saw through it but didn't point it out, changing the subject: "Tell me, what evil idea are you planning now?"

Jiang Muyu chuckled and said, "When will you give me the 12,000 taels of silver you just mentioned as your investment?"

Heather immediately spat out the tea she had just taken a sip of, and glared at her angrily: "I just said that casually, but you really took it to heart? I stood up for you, and you repay me with evil like this?"

Jiang Muyu wiped the spit from his face in disdain, stepped back, and said, "Let's put things in perspective. You said you invested 10,000 taels, but I didn't see anything. You also took advantage of this to cheat someone out of 200 taels of gold. I also contributed a little bit to it. Why can't you cash out the 10,000 taels?"

"That two hundred taels of gold is my appearance fee, okay? I'm already very good that I didn't ask you to pay for it. You still want to cheat me out of ten thousand taels. Did you see the word "vicious child" written on my head?"

"You can't say that, Mr. Shi. Just as you calculated, this business is a sure win. Five thousand orders means two hundred thousand taels of silver."

"You said that because you knew I was deliberately trying to trick him." Heather glared at her: "You want me to pay? No way!"

As expected, the richer you are, the more you search.

Jiang Muyu thought so.

After all, she didn't get any money from him, but she was just joking originally. Her current wealth is enough for her to take care of herself.

…

The activities there continued until sunset when the stalls were closed.

The subsequent activities went smoothly. When she counted the accounts in the evening, she found that she had received nearly 4,000 orders today. Although it was a little less than the 5,000 that Heather had boasted about, it was much more than she had expected overall.

Jiang Muyu was in a good mood and gave all employees an extra five taels of silver as bonus.

By the time she returned to the palace, it was almost midnight.

After a busy day, she took a bath and went to bed.

But I don’t know why, I’m so tired but I can’t fall asleep no matter how hard I try.

She lay on the bed, Liang Qingchen's handsome face unconsciously appearing in her mind.

I don't know how he is doing now. He has been at the border for so long that he has only written back one letter. I heard that there has been another war there. There are more and more refugees around the capital in recent days. The emperor even ordered to strengthen the defense of the city and not let the refugees enter the capital to prevent them from being mixed with spies from the enemy.

Most of those refugees were poor people from Tianqian who had fled from the border. They had thought that they would be able to go to the capital under the emperor, but their emperor refused to let them in.

But Jiang Muyu couldn't say anything bad about the emperor, because the capital city was still peaceful and harmonious because of its strict defense. This was the imperial capital of Tiangan, and it was the city that could not be lost.

She sighed and thought, forget it, what's the point of thinking about so many messy things.

She turned over and tried hard to clear her mind of distracting thoughts.

The sleepiness that had been brewing for a long time gradually came over me.

In her dream, she saw a boy. His appearance was not clear to her, but his voice was still in her ears:

"You should have a suitable maid's name outside."

"Then let's just call her Zhao Zhao."

"It is the "Zhao Zhao" in "Ling Lian Juan Xi Ji Liu, Lan Zhao Zhao Xi Wei Yang", which means bright and shining, and it suits you very well."

…

Jiang Muyu suddenly opened his eyes.

It was already bright outside, but without the sun, everything seemed gray to her.

Haven't had a dream in a while.

The dream I had last night was so real, as if it had happened before.

She thought that maybe she should go back to the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion today as there were some things she should clarify.