On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu sneered as she listened to Baoer Niang's strong words.

"Then you are also married into the Huo family and are the Huo family's daughter-in-law. Then why don't you use your skills to change the carriage?"

Bao'er Niang choked.

Yan Ruyu kicked the flatbed truck hard, and Huo Bao on the truck was startled.

"what do you say?"

Huo Bao had long seen how powerful Yan Ruyu was and was afraid of her from the bottom of his heart. He lowered his head and remained speechless.

Yan Ruyu asked: "Aren't you satisfied with this flatbed truck?"

Bao'er's mother rolled her eyes: "Princess, it's not that we are dissatisfied, it's that I am old and my son is not in good health. This kind of car is really bumpy, and it will not stop it if it is windy or snowy in the future. cold……"

Yan Ruyu nodded: "You are absolutely right."

"Come down."

Bao'er Niang was overjoyed and quickly helped her son down: "The princess is going to give it to us..."

Yan Ruyu ignored her and asked the person next to her: "Who wants to use this car? I can give it to you now."

Someone immediately came over to sign up: "Princess, our family, we don't mind it."

Yan Ruyu readily agreed: "Mr. Meng, go through the procedures for them and return the Huo Bao family's money to them."

Meng Mengliang came over eating snacks and returned the money to them.

Mother Baoer smiled happily: "Princess, we want to bring a carport, then..."

Yan Ruyu asked, "Do you have money?"

"You're not..."

"Don't think about being so beautiful if you don't have money," Yan Ruyu simply refused, "You dislike flatbed trucks, but there are many people who want them."

"Song Yiyi," Yan Ruyu turned to Song Yiyi and said, "go find my mother. I need you to draw a drawing this morning. You are on my carriage."

Song Yiyi was startled: "...Yes."

Bao'er's mother was anxious and grabbed her: "Then what should we do?"

"Song Yiyi can draw pictures, what can you do?" Yan Ruyu said slowly, "She can get on the carriage because of her own ability, not yours."

"But..." Bao'er's mother said anxiously, "What should we do in the afternoon? We don't even have the flatbed truck!"

"How did you go before?" Yan Ruyu gave a short laugh, "How you went before will be how you go in the future. I gave you a chance, but you gave up because you disliked it."

Bao'er Niang opened her mouth, and when she saw Yan Ruyu turning to leave, she quickly followed her two steps: "Princess, I'm afraid this is inappropriate..."

"There's nothing wrong. I said it's okay, so it's okay. Even if it's not okay, it has to be okay." Yan Ruyu lowered his eyes and glanced at her legs. "If you don't complain anymore, you might as well lose your legs."

Bao'er Niang: "..." her face turned pale.

Yan Ruyu took Song Yiyi to the eldest lady's carriage.

"I said, you draw, I want a unique style."

There was the sound of cooking outside, and the car curtain separated the bustle. In the quiet car, you could hear the sound of the tip of a pen rubbing on paper.

Song Yiyi's initial nervousness subsided and she concentrated on it. The clothes she drew were exactly the same as what Yan Ruyu wanted.

Yan Ruyu praised: "You are really good at fashion design."

"What?" Song Yiyi looked confused.

"It's nothing," Yan Ruyu put the drawings away and said earnestly, "Song Yiyi, I can't advise you to reconcile with your husband, but I want to tell you that life is short, don't waste it on people who don't take you seriously. .you deserve better."

Song Yiyi's eyes were red and tears almost fell: "Princess, but I...I have nothing, I..."

"You have nothing, so what are you afraid of? There is nothing to lose anyway."

Song Yiyi was stunned.

Huo Changhe was paying attention to what was going on here, and when he heard Yan Ruyu's words, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

This little wife of his never stops talking without making any surprises.

Just as he was about to go near the carriage, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The golden collar also appeared in the darkness and walked over slowly: "There is someone."

Someone is following.

Huo Changhe nodded: "It's okay, just observe in secret, ignore it, walk around and see again."

While chatting with Beibei, Yin Ding observed the surroundings from the corner of his eye, and suddenly whispered: "Don't move, you're busy, I'll be right back."

He ran to Huo Changhe and whispered: "Master, it seems that someone is following us. Do you want me to catch him?"

"There's no need to alert the snake and let them follow. I want to see what it is."

"Yes."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Yan Ruyu came over: "What are you talking about?"

Huo Changhe bowed his head in her ear: "Someone is following us."

Yan Ruyu was not surprised: "Are they from Mr. Mo or from the capital?"

"We don't know yet, so we haven't alerted anyone."

Yan Ruyu agreed: "Let them follow, and sooner or later they will lose their composure. Yin Ding, go and call Beibei over."

"Yes."

"Princess, are you looking for me?"

Yan Ruyu took out a piece of paper and gave it to him: "Look at this."

There were several patterns on the paper. Beibei looked carefully: "This... these seem to be some patterns used in Buddhism."

"Exactly, can you embroider?"

"Yes, yes," Beibei said without hesitation, "These are very simple for me."

Yan Ruyu said with a smile in her eyes: "This is best. Then you can take another carriage and embroider these in the car starting from this evening."

Beibei glanced at the silver ingot and said, "Can I ask Brother Tuo to drive the car for me? He drives the car steadily."

"Okay, no problem," Yan Ruyu agreed, "Eat first, and I'll give you the cloth after dinner."

Huo Changhe followed her: "Then what should I do?"

The prince felt that his sense of existence was too low, and he was even more depressed that he could avoid all the things that Yan Ruyu asked for.

This feeling is so scary.

Yan Ruyu thought for a while and said, "The Prince's calligraphy is good. Let's do it this way. We'll get in a car with Beibei this afternoon and I'll ask you to write it."

"Okay," Huo Changhe readily agreed, no matter what, as long as he can help Ruyu.

During the meal, Bao'er's mother was still wiping her tears and crying about their family's misfortune.

But no one paid attention to her, they all looked at her.

Someone even deliberately teased her: "Mother Bao'er, do you still want to eat? If not, share it with us!"

Bao'er's mother tightly protected the bowl: "No way!"

She wanted to talk to the eldest lady after dinner and ask for mercy, but after the previous lesson, the eldest lady didn't even see her this time.

After the meal, the eldest lady took Song Yiyi in the carriage and made clothes for Yan Ruyu according to the drawings.

Yan Ruyu was not idle either. She went to another carriage and told stories orally for Huo Changhe to record.

Qiu's family has a bookstore that makes books. When he heard the news, he already had a small plan.

What Yan Ruyu dictated was "Journey to the West".

She remembered this book clearly, and it was exciting and attractive to slay demons and demons on the way to the west again and again.

The two of them were writing stories on the table while Beibei was doing embroidery on it with needle and thread.

Yan Ruyu looked at his posture and realized that he really didn't know how to do it. Sure enough, he knew how to do it, and it was a high-quality product.

"While doing this, listen to the princess telling stories," Huo Changhe said, "It's also a benefit for you."

"That's right, that's right," Beibei smiled, "The villain is blessed when he meets the prince and princess."

As soon as Yan Ruyu opened her mouth, she attracted both of them.