The woman looked him up and down as if she had seen something dirty.
"Senior brother, you have disappointed me greatly!" After saying that, he flew away.
Sherry was grinning broadly.
Then another person stepped forward and bowed to Qin Wuyang.
"Senior brother, I admire you!"
After saying that, he left!
Qin Wuyang stared at Xue Li with dead fish eyes.
"Madam, would you like some noodles? Buckwheat black noodles, please?"
"Hahaha..." Sherry laughed and left, then strolled over to Zhe Zhe's place.
Zhe Zhe was very busy, handling palace affairs and meeting with the wives of her colleagues.
Sherry got a headache just looking at those account books, and then she went to see the Third Prince.
The Third Prince's health was compromised, making him appear two years younger than his contemporary, Loge.
However, if you take good care of yourself, it will be fine.
Now they've started reading and practicing martial arts!
It's interesting to say that the Niohuru clan couldn't compete with the Ulanara clan in other businesses.
But the horse business is doing very well!
They also gifted Sydney an Akhal-Teke horse (a prized horse in the form of a horse that embodies the spirit of blood and sweat).
Although the Nama originated in Turkmenistan, the Later Jin dynasty acquired some through war or trade.
These horses are known for their endurance, speed, and thin skin, which makes the blood flow in their veins easily visible when they run, giving the illusion of "bleeding."
Sydney herself owns several horses from Northeast China, all of which were gifts from Hauge and Huang Taiji.
Northeast horses are strong and large, comparable to Mongolian horses, and even stronger.
Some Northeastern horses are similar in size to European horses and are very strong.
Initially, it was because of the Third Prince that the Niohuru clan reached a cooperation agreement with Sydney.
This time it's about profit, but since Loge manages the business, Sherry is too lazy to get involved.
Sherry still gave the two children some advice, after all, there are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends.
When Huang Taiji returned, Shirley told him that she was pregnant.
Huang Taiji was very pleased.
After all, they've spent little time together these past few years, and he only has three children.
Upon hearing the news that Sherry was pregnant, they were so overjoyed that they sent a flood of gifts to Sherry's courtyard.
Zhe Zhe was diligently handling the affairs of the manor, and was still expecting something when she learned of this news.
Touching her belly, her face was blank.
She had been married to Huang Taiji for a long time, but had never conceived, and had been drinking various remedies for conceiving for who knows how long.
Because of this, she could only do her best to handle matters both inside and outside the manor.
Even so, she still felt somewhat uneasy without children.
Even the family is getting anxious!
They even consulted a fortune teller and tried all sorts of methods.
The next day, Huang Taiji went to visit Zhe Zhe.
Perhaps sensing her unease, he patiently comforted her for a while.
Zhe Zhe has calmed down, but her servants and her family are still worried.
After all, the Ulanara clan is an old and established family.
At this moment, Huang Taiji relies heavily on the Mongols, but what will happen after he wins the battle?
We still need a son!
Sherry's pregnancy directly stung the forces behind Zhe Zhe.
Sherry knew all along that someone would make a move!
Both Huang Taiji and Zhe Zhe had their reasons!
However, those inexplicable filth almost made Sherry laugh in exasperation.
Two of the four midwives arranged by Huang Taiji had medicine that could cause postpartum hemorrhage hidden in their rooms.
Those people have Mongolian connections behind them.
What Zhe Zhe brought in was a drug that would weaken someone to death, which Qin Wuyang pointed out in gratitude.
Sherry stared intently at Qin Wuyang.
Qin Wuyang felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason!
Just as I was about to leave, Sherry called me back.
"How about we discuss a collaboration?"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to interfere with other people's affairs. I'll be leaving after the New Year, as promised, the three-year agreement!"
Qin Wuyang's expression remained calm and expressionless.
"I want to go to Jiangnan. I'll fake my death. You help me clean up my mess and take me with you! I'll teach you shamanic magic."
After thinking for a long time, Sherry realized that all he had done by traveling all the way to the north was to learn from the strengths of various schools of thought.
"..." Qin Wuyang's eyes were somewhat complicated. "Did you... foresee your own fate?"
"So why did you take Log as your disciple?"
“In the future, he and I will have entanglements; today, I am simply seeking a positive outcome.”
“Because he’s an exception, right?!” Sherry mimicked his profound and enigmatic manner.
Qin Wuyang chuckled to himself.
"I suppose so! Very well, the weather is dry and windy, what does Madam think?"
"Watch out for fire!" Sherry waved her hand and ran to her little storeroom to search for treasures.
But Huang Taiji actually returned.
And he carefully accompanied her every day.
I accompanied her on horseback rides to enjoy the breeze and scenery, and we went to a restaurant to listen to storytelling.
As a result, the two of them have had a more colorful and fulfilling few months than in previous years.
Occasionally, Huang Taiji would take her to the military camp to see Hauge.
Zhe Zhe became increasingly silent!
However, one day, when Sherry and Huang Taiji were watching Hauge train horses, a soldier rushed over and presented them with a letter.
Huang Taiji's expression turned solemn as he looked at the patterns on the paper.
The moment he opened the letter, his face turned gloomy.
Sherry looked at him with concern: "Master, what's wrong? What happened? Could it be Loge?!"
Sherry turned deathly pale in an instant, tears streaming down her face, and she nearly fainted while clutching her stomach.
Huang Taiji eagerly pulled the person into his arms.
"Boschler, don't worry, Loge is alright! Let's go back to the manor first!"
Sherry looked at his expression with a mixture of uncertainty and relief.
"Alright! Hauge, Mother and Father are going back to the Prince's Mansion. Remember to be careful!"
After giving her instructions, Sherry set off with Hauge and Huang Taiji.
The accompanying physician took Shirley's pulse.
"Madam, please do not become emotionally agitated or overly frightened. If you experience abdominal pain, it would be best to take some calming soup!"
Huang Taiji held Xue Li in his arms, feeling both lingering fear and regret.
"Boschler, don't worry, I'm here!"
Sherry nestled in his arms, closing her eyes as if dozing, but her soul had already rushed off to him.
She just wanted to see what the commotion was like.
It was agreed that I would definitely repay Zhe Zhe with interest.
At this moment, Zhe Zhe's face was full of confusion and panic.
The servants around them were all gagged and locked in separate rooms.
One of the maids left a suicide note and swallowed gold to her death.
Another guard-like figure had his jaw dislocated, and he looked anxious and uneasy.
Sherry smiled slyly, her head covered.
She began preparing as soon as Zhe Zhe intentionally led Huang Taiji to see her chatting with Qin Wuyang.
By sheer coincidence, the person Sydney chose was a servant who worked for the Mongolians.
That man was a shrewd businessman, tall and strong, and very loyal to Zhe Zhe!
Sherry personally intercepted the letter from Mongolia addressed to Zhe Zhe and cleverly discovered a pattern.
And she began to imitate Zhe Zhe's handwriting.
She was originally a Manchu, so who would guess that she wrote those tender, wistful, or longing letters?
The Niohuru clan had long wanted to avenge the Third Prince.
So they found a skilled person to bewitch the servant, who then sensed something was wrong and tried to warn Zhe Zhe.
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