Aside from knocking on the door of this private room herself, the other two people Jingrou wanted to talk to were people she found in the lobby.
After all, the private room was separated by a door, so no one knew who it was.
She was already incredibly lucky to have knocked on a door so impetuously and been greeted by a kind lady; she didn't dare hope for a second chance.
However, if you're sitting in the lobby, you can choose the more amiable ladies and chat with them for a bit. Then, a few more curious people might come over and chat with you a bit more, and you can make time for them.
Not only that, Jingrou also got several snacks from them. The three girls ate their fill before returning to their own private room.
Back in her private room, Jingrou covered her flushed face. She had never been a social butterfly, but she had actually enjoyed talking to strangers this time. Although it seemed a little embarrassing, most of them were well-intentioned.
Well, perhaps it's also related to the background that Jingrou and the others exude in their every move, and their luxurious clothes.
Those who have the leisure and inclination to come here for a snack are all from wealthy families. Upon seeing three young girls like these, they naturally wanted to befriend them rather than make enemies, which is probably why things went so smoothly.
Back in the private room, the group sat down and looked at the snacks on their table, but they had no appetite, as they had already eaten enough outside.
Wenying's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes showed a little unease, but more excitement. She hadn't expected to experience something like this today, and she wondered how Jingrou had come up with this idea.
Everyone in the Irgen Gioro family mansion was very law-abiding, and even Wenying's older brothers usually had stern faces, making Wenying hesitant to get close to them.
Wenying's older sisters were the same. As soon as they became old enough to understand things, they had to learn music, chess, calligraphy, painting, embroidery, and housekeeping. When they turned thirteen or fourteen, they were to be married off to their betrothed.
Everything proceeded according to a certain procedure; several of the older sisters had done the same.
Just this year, Wenying's second older sister got married to someone she didn't like. It was a large family with several branches, and she was the eldest grandson's wife, with very strict rules.
Because Wenying was young, her second older sister, who had no one to confide in, once hugged her and complained about this matter, which left a deep impression on Wenying.
Wenying was saddened, saddened that her favorite second sister could not have her wish fulfilled.
When Jingrou first brought this up, Mingming felt it was a bit outrageous; she had never done anything so bold before. However, after hesitating for a moment, she nodded and joined in. Then, Wenying felt that this was something to be happy about.
When she returned, her eyes were sparkling, and she looked completely different.
The wet nurse beside her didn't notice this change in her; she was still thinking about how to report to the madam when she got back... The madam certainly wouldn't be happy with what she did.
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Jingrou happily pocketed the 50 points. Having just said goodbye to her friends and boarded the carriage to return home, Jingrou couldn't wait to use her accumulated points to exchange for a pill called "Healing Pill," which was specifically used to heal old wounds.
It was also matched by the system and is currently the most suitable medicine for Prince An to take.
Prince An was very strong and still maintained the good habit of practicing martial arts every day. However, due to some serious injuries he suffered in his early years, the deepest one of which landed on his chest and almost cost him his life, that area still aches faintly when it is cloudy or rainy.
His body is covered in countless scars.
Even his subordinates found it hard to bear the sight.
Although this pill cannot obviously remove those scars, it can heal Prince An's old wounds from the inside out.
After exchanging the pill, Jingrou put the heavy pill, which was in a wooden box, into her treasure chest, the one that the system had given her before.
Jingrou didn't open it. She trusted the efficacy of the pills produced by the system, and she was afraid that opening them would diminish their medicinal properties.
So let's wait until we get back and figure out a way to add it to Grandpa's tea!
"Don't worry, host. This pill is colorless and odorless. It will dissolve in tea and won't arouse suspicion."
Jingrou naturally believed it. The thought that her grandfather's health would improve greatly filled her with joy. It was worth all the time she had spent on the mission and the points she had painstakingly accumulated.
Upon returning to Prince An's residence, Jingrou was summoned to the main courtyard for a meal. It was the fifteenth day of the month, so naturally the whole family had to gather together for a reunion dinner. This time, even her uncles, who were rarely seen in the past, returned.
As soon as Jingrou went inside, her third uncle picked her up and lifted her up.
Jingrou instinctively tightened her grip on the chubby little arm, afraid that her uncle would throw her off.
"Zhuzhu seems to have gained weight recently. She feels heavy when I hold her now," he remarked, immediately hitting Jingrou's sore spot. After all, she's a four-year-old girl who knows how to care about her appearance. How could he say that a girl has gained weight?
Jingrou struggled down with some disgust, then ran to her maternal grandmother to complain, refusing to talk to her mute uncle anymore!
Hesheli hugged Jingrou and gave her youngest son a disdainful look. "How can you talk like that? As long as our Zhuzhu is healthy, that's all that matters. You're complaining that she's gained weight?"
When Jingrou was unwell, Hesheli prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the capital, hoping that her health would improve. The rounder and plumper she became, the happier she was!
I can't let my youngest son ruin it.
My uncle became the target of everyone's criticism overnight because of a careless remark. Even his wife, who used to rely on him, distanced herself from him, leaving him both amused and exasperated.
However, knowing he was in the wrong, he naturally followed Jingrou to apologize. He finally managed to cheer up the little girl, and she took pity on him and forgave her uncle.
One by one, everyone arrived.
There weren't many rules at Prince Anju's residence, nor was there any requirement to arrive at a certain time. When Prince Anju returned last, leading his grandsons, and finally appeared after getting ready, the banquet officially began.
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