The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

The final transaction price of the second pear-wood tiger stool was far lower than the ancient painting by Queen Mother Yan, but it was still worth US$520 million.

This is quite remarkable in the world of antique furniture, not to mention it is just a tiger stool.

After settling the transaction commissions and applicable taxes, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.Mu Tingxue returned to the apartment and found that the wholesale red wine had been delivered and placed at her designated storage location.

Putting the red wine into the space, she took a photo of the eight wild ginseng she brought over and sent it to her doctoral supervisor, Teacher Lin.

Dr. Lin Hong called her almost immediately.

"Xiao Mu, this has condensed into a human form. Was it harvested from Changbai Mountain? It looks like it is at least three to four hundred years old. It can no longer be called ginseng. In traditional Chinese medicine, it should be called mountain treasure!"

After a pause, Dr. Lin Hong murmured, "No, the original mountain forests are so badly destroyed now. The centuries-old wild mountain treasures should have been extinct long ago."

"I got it by chance. Teacher Lin, I kept it in the drugstore. You can go and get the appraisal in person tomorrow. If there is a way to get rid of it, contact me in five days."

Mu Tingxue was ready to go back to ancient times.

This time we stayed in modern times for a long time, from morning to evening. At least three or four days in ancient times had passed.Before leaving, I told my son Mu Wuya that I was traveling far away to purchase goods, but if I delayed for too long, my family would be worried.

"Okay, I'm going to the pharmacy now!" Lin Hong couldn't wait. The sound of stumbling and almost tripping, and the sound of changing clothes came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Tingxue hung up the phone and lay on the bed in the apartment. The world was spinning and she was teleported back to the boudoir in Yunhuang Guochang Paradise Forest.

It's noon outside.

Mu Tingxue found her father, Mu Zongqi, and had lunch together. She found out that her son had gone to the Regent's Mansion to attend a class - a military class taught by Yan Yang himself in the morning.

"By the way, Xue'er, the regent came to visit yesterday and delivered a confession."

Mu Zongqi took out a letterhead with an official seal and handed it over, "I said that when I was interrogating the prisoner Lao Yutou, the other party personally admitted that Mu Wuya is your biological son. As a father, I was thinking about it, how about officially giving it to Ya Bao?" Recognize your ancestors and return to your clan.”

Mu Tingxue felt suddenly. She quickly tore open the envelope and read the confession three times carefully.

The confession is not the original. According to the Yunhuang law, the confession in the Zhao Prison file is not allowed to be brought out. This one was copied by Yan Yang himself using his authority.

"Great! It turns out Ya Bao is my biological flesh and blood!"

"Hey, it's a bad father. Five years ago, I was afraid that those two children would have an impact on your status as princess, so I told you that they were stillborn." Mu Zongqi felt very guilty. He really didn't know what to use. Facing his daughter with an expression on his face, he said, "The child who came out first was so depressed that he was bruised and exhausted, so he was thrown into the mass grave. The younger one was Ya Bao, who was taken away by the midwife Wen Po."

At that time, in order to protect themselves, the Mu family did not dare to secretly raise Princess Qinling's illegitimate son. That was proof that Prince Qinling was a cuckold and would be beheaded!

Mu Tingxue was happy in her heart. No wonder she felt friendly when she saw Ya Bao for the first time. It turned out that blood is thicker than water. "I can't blame you entirely. In the evening, we will go to the ancestral hall to recognize Ya Bao's ancestors." Return to the clan.”

"That's right! Even if you make mistakes as a father, the stinky man who bullied you five years ago is the culprit!"

Mu Zongqi was filled with anger and scolded him, "I'm not responsible at all. I almost killed you and ruined most of your life!"

Mu Tingxue nodded: "Scumbag."

Mu Zongqi cursed and put the bowl of food on the table: "I have never seen such a harmful guy. You had an unexpected pregnancy and he disappeared. If it weren't for those two children, you wouldn't have fallen out of favor in the Qinling Palace. He will not be made difficult and abused by the old princess Qin Ling in every possible way, let alone commit suicide and end up divorced. If my father finds him, he will definitely beat his muscles and peel off his skin!"

"what?"

"Your mother and I picked you up at the foot of Hengwu Mountain in Youzhou."

"Scumbag" Yan Yang finished teaching the two dumplings. Zebao was thinking about his mother, so he took one by hand and came to Changyuan Forest.

He hadn't seen her in four days and he missed her very much.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he heard his future father-in-law and his mother-in-law scolding him angrily...

This - his original plan was to first give Tingxue the confession of Old Yutou, step by step. The first step was to let her know that Yabao was her biological child; the second step was to find an opportunity to let her know that Zebao was also her biological child. The third step is to let the Queen Mother’s aunt exert her strength and directly grant the marriage!Let the little emperor draw up an imperial edict again!Meimei was forced to marry her home!

But the current situation doesn't seem to be good.

"I'm so envious of you. You're my mother's son." Zebao looked at Yabao, his eyes almost filled with mist.

"Hehe." Mu Wuya was so happy that he recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan. He and his mother were inseparable!

Mu Tingxue chewed the beef vigorously, as if chewing the meat of a scumbag. When she turned her head and saw Yan Yang, she smiled and said, "Your Highness is here, have you eaten?"

Yan Yang felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he was embarrassed to keep his eyes open and tell lies while eating: "I've eaten."

Dad Mu bowed and stepped back, leaving the two of them alone.

Yan Yang held the child in his arms, sat down opposite her, and remained silent.

Do you really hate him that much?

"In the past few days, I went outside the city to purchase goods. I bought another [-] sets of warm clothes and some new warm cotton socks." Mu Tingxue didn't know why she wanted to tell him her whereabouts.

"I will send someone to help you transport it to Zhijin Tower." Yan Yang expressed positively.

"That's work."

The goods are all stored in the warehouse of Changleyuan Forest. The Brocade Building can only store about [-] pieces, and they have to be transported in batches many times.

Yan Yang called for the Zhenbei Army.

Soon, he helped her transport [-] sets of warm clothes and [-] pairs of cotton socks to the brocade building.

During the transportation, the officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army looked at the high-quality and cheap clothes and murmured with envy: "It would be great if we could also wear such lightweight warm clothes and socks in the winter in our military camp. The imperial court will pay for this together with the military this year." The cotton-padded clothes I gave out were filled with low-quality tattered cotton.”

"Then it's up to us, the Commander-in-Chief." A young soldier pointedly pointed, winking in the direction where Yan Yang and Mu Tingxue were standing side by side.

"Yo yo yo -" the soldiers cheered.

"Are we going to have the wife of the Governor of Zhenbei? Come on, Your Highness! Whether we can wear good-quality warm clothes depends entirely on your commitment!"

Afterwards, this group of soldiers and ruffians were punished by Yan Yang and ran around Yundu City for three hours, until they became dead dogs from exhaustion.

Mu Tingxue smiled and gave each of them a pair of cotton socks, offering one hundred pairs.

Warm cotton socks are officially on the shelves at Zhijinlou.

"How many?"

"Five cents." Mu Tingxue held out five fingers, "A pair."

"Only five cents? Miss Mu, you are more kind than the golden Buddha in the Great Buddha Temple!" The citizens went crazy.

"This is better than the thousand-weight socks that rich people wear. They are so fluffy."

"Is it really okay to wear it on my dirty feet with cracked soles and frostbite on my toes?" Happiness came so suddenly, and the people suddenly felt a little unconfident.

Ordinary people in Yundu have never seen such warm and cheap fleece cotton socks. The advantage of the middle-aged and elderly models is that they are one-size-fits-all and durable, and the style is back to nature without being frivolous.

"The unit price is five copper coins, and each person can purchase one pair per day."

Mu Tingxue hung up a wooden sign that said, "Get in line, don't crowd, don't jump in line, the number is sufficient. Anyone who doesn't follow the order will be kicked out."

Business is booming.

The fleece cotton socks quickly became popular throughout the city, and people in Yundu rushed to buy them.

In the evening, Mu Tingxue, who was busy in the palace, did not notice that a very handsome young violinist, carrying a seriously ill woman in a black cloak, was kicked out of the hospital next door.

"Go away! If you have such a nasty disease, how dare you come to defile our medical center?"

"It's so disgusting. It must be Hualiu disease. She has sores, vomit-"

"The light blue robe on the piano player carrying the patient was worn by the young master of Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Pavilion. Could the woman with the heart disease be a low-level prostitute from Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Pavilion?"

……

The young violinist glared bitterly at the ruthless doctor in the hospital, staggered and almost fell.But he still didn't let the woman on his back fall off.

The woman took a gulp of cold wind, coughed violently, and coughed up a pool of blood.

"Master Yin!"

The handsome piano player was shocked and his face was full of pain.

"Ahem, cough, cough...Renqing, put me down and throw me into the cemetery."

The cemetery is a place dedicated to dumping corpses. It is filled with the corpses of disaster victims and poor people who are seriously ill and about to die.

"No! Master Yin, I must find a doctor to cure you." The violinist is very stubborn. He is very beautiful, but the emotion in his eyes is extremely paranoid, "I will not let you be like my mother."