Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Chapter 33 It was her, the woman that night was her
It took the second prince half an hour to find out what had happened in the past few days.

He didn't even know that Murong Jiu was so rich that he could casually spend 10,000+ taels of silver to do business.

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, businessmen are the lowest class.

But in fact, none of the dignitaries in the capital have some property in their hands.

A little salary is not enough for all kinds of management and household expenses during the holidays.

Jun Haoze himself also secretly purchased many properties in Beijing, and he was involved in all high-profit industries, such as grain shops, jade shops, cloth shops, spice shops, tea shops, etc.

Among them, spice shops, jade shops and cloth shops are the ones that make the most money.

Next is the food store and tea store.

Although it is only "secondary", Jixiang Rice Shop has more than a dozen stores in the capital, and its monthly harvest is several thousand taels, which can cover the daily expenses of his prince's mansion.

The rest is pure profit.

The money was used by him to secretly recruit soldiers and train dead soldiers.

"I didn't expect that she made a lot of money by accident. You don't have to worry about the food. I will ask Princess Ling to send the food over."

Jun Haoze said to the shopkeeper of Jixiang Rice Shop indifferently.

The shopkeeper thought of the rumors in the capital about Murong Jiu's obsession with his master, and felt relieved. Since his master said there was no need to worry, he must be sure. It seemed that there was no need to worry about the lack of food supply.

Maybe, you can still make a lot of money after the price of rice rises sharply.

Jun Haoze doesn't worry about such trivial matters. Murong Jiu's hoarding of food is just good luck. I believe that the glaze workshop will definitely make her cry for father and mother.

The cost of glass is high and ordinary people cannot afford it. Those who can afford it don't like glass. At that price, they might as well buy jade.

He is a jade maker himself, which is a very profitable business, because he bought several mountains in Yundian, and the jade was dug out by his own people.

In addition, those young masters like to gamble on stones, and his jade shop's one-day income is as much as the rice shop's income in several months.

So Jun Haoze didn't like Murong Jiu's glaze workshop at all.

After waiting for Murong Jiu for several days, she must have wanted to see herself.

Jun Haoze decided to show mercy and asked the informant of Prince Ling's Mansion to send a message to Pearl and meet Murong Jiu at the teahouse tomorrow.

He thought, Murong Jiu was pregnant. Besides counting on herself, could she ask Prince Ling to raise a child for her?

During the few days he was away from the capital, I believe Murong Jiu must have been filled with regret and ruined his good deeds.

Jun Haoze was very worried about this. Yang Chuan and the Minister of War were the people he wanted to win over, but they were all destroyed by Murong Jiu.

When Murong Jiu is no longer useful, he will be the first to kill this hateful ugly woman.

"Your Majesty, the second prince sent a message to the princess, asking her to meet at the Mingyue Tea House tomorrow afternoon."

As soon as the news about Jun Haoze reached the palace's informants, Jun Yuyan learned about it very quickly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to intercept the message?"

"No need."

Jun Yuyan looked indifferent, as if the matter of his princess meeting other men had nothing to do with him.

The secret guard couldn't figure out the prince's thoughts, and guessed that because it had been raining all day, the prince's old leg disease recurred, which affected his mood.

He boldly said: "Your Majesty, the princess's medical skills are excellent, maybe she can really cure your leg. The scholar named Lou whom the princess treated, my subordinates saw that his leg recovered very well."

Jun Yuyan frowned, but before he finished speaking, Eunuch Shi's announcement came from outside that Murong Jiu was here.What is she doing here at this time?
It was getting dark outside.

"Let her in."

Murong Jiu walked in with something in his arms. The maid Chuntao behind him was holding a half-height wooden bucket. The master and servant were mostly wetted as they walked along.

Jun Yuyan stood up and Murong Jiu said quickly:

"My lord, please don't move. Your legs will definitely feel uncomfortable on a cloudy and rainy day. I have prepared a medicine pack for you. Soak it in the medicine for a quarter of an hour every day to ensure that you can sleep at night."

Jun Yuyan remembered that the secret guard said that Murong Jiu had been tinkering with medicinal materials all day today, but he did not expect that he would get them for him.

"This wooden bucket for soaking your feet was specially made for you by a craftsman. It can submerge all your wounds in the potion."

As Murong Jiu spoke, he asked Eunuch Shi to fetch hot water.

She was afraid that Jun Yuyan would refuse. She had mentioned that she wanted to treat his legs before, but he refused twice.

In the past two days, she found that Jun Yuyan did not go to her place to have a meal once. Remembering that it must be the reason for his legs, she thought of letting him soak his legs first to relieve his pain.

If we could take this opportunity to look at his legs, we would know how to treat him.

When Eunuch Shi learned that the princess wanted to soak the prince's legs, his fair and fat face turned rosy, and he quickly ordered someone to bring hot water.

"Eunuch Shi, look at it. It's enough to add this much water to a medicine bag each time. The water must be boiled and let it sit for about half a quarter of an hour. When it feels slightly hot, ask the prince to put the injured leg in and soak it. It takes half an hour to soak and it will take effect.”

"I know it, I know it. Thank you very much, Princess."

Eunuch Shi must have really listened. He has been responsible for the prince's daily life since he was a child. He is very serious and responsible. Unfortunately, in the past few years, the prince has become less and less fond of being touched by others. He doesn't even need others to change clothes. Eunuch Shi feels that he should return to his hometown to retire. .

He was happy to have the opportunity to serve the prince this time. He would be even happier if the prince's legs could get better.

Seeing that the two of them were talking so seriously, Jun Yuyan didn't say any words of rejection.

After soaking the potion, Murong Jiu stood aside, waiting for the water to cool down. He watched Jun Yuyan soaking his feet, his thoughts written on his face.

Jun Yuyan coughed slightly and said to her: "Thank you for your hard work, Princess. It's getting late. Princess, please go back and rest early. You are wearing wet clothes, be careful of catching the wind and cold."

Murong Jiu was a little disappointed, but she also knew that there was no rush. If it didn't work out this time, there would always be a next time.

If he is willing to soak his feet, it will also be good for his old injuries.

She nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "My lord, can I see your face? The small bottle of ointment should be almost used up. I want to see the effect and decide whether to change the prescription."

She said as she moved closer.

Jun Yuyan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but as she approached, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent, as if coming from Murong Jiu's rain-wet hair.

His pupils narrowed and he froze on the spot.

Then, Murong Jiu stood on tiptoes and took off his mask.

Without the barrier of the mask, the wisp of strange fragrance seemed to float into his nostrils, leaving him at a loss.

The person that night was actually her?
"Great, the scars on the prince's face have faded a lot and are not as red as before!"

Murong Jiu said happily, his voice jumping for joy, and Ru Lan's breath sprayed on his chin inadvertently.

In Jun Yuyan's mind, he recalled the woman's melodious voice that night, which seemed to overlap with several of Murong Jiu's sounds.

(End of this chapter)