A girl who is a criminal in the medical profession has a good fortune, and aristocratic families are

Because she was begging for others, Zhou Qiong was still a little sullen in her heart, so she didn't talk to her and went to write a letter on her own, but she didn't mean to avoid Yun Ling.

Yunling felt that this guy was really difficult to get along with because of his uncertainty, so he took a piece of paper and a pen and went to the small kitchen in the northwest corner of the yard.

Otherwise, people with more power can live comfortably.

Zhou Qiong lives with the third prince. Their courtyard should be the most luxurious place in the entire inn. Not to mention the expenses and furnishings in the house, there is only a small kitchen, which is only used for the third prince. This is a place where people are tinkering with snacks, and the fresh food inside is also fully arranged.

"Corruption, corruption."

Yunling shook her head secretly. They were only staying for one night. They would have to go back to the ship after lunch tomorrow. It would be a waste to keep these things here.

Seeing many delicacies from the mountains and seas that she had never come across in her previous life being placed on the table like that, she felt very itchy. She wanted to make something to eat, but she felt that she had never asked others about the idea of ​​using them at will, so she gave up.

She took out a bottle of "mysterious" water from the condiments, poured some into the bowl, dipped it in with a brush, and then wrote four big characters on the paper.

While waiting for the water stains to dry, she couldn't help but cut a carrot into a gourd and started carving on it.

Well, carve a red rose and give it to Xu Xiangxiang.

Zhou Qiong saw that she had been gone for a long time without returning, so she couldn't help but said to the guard at the door: "Go and see, what is she doing?"

Although he said he didn't care, in fact he was still very interested in what Yunling could tinker with.

This girl's handwriting is mediocre, and she is even a bit ugly with missing arms and legs, but she can't help but read a lot of books, and she always has an endless supply of novel ideas in her mind, and every time she comes up with something that is eye-catching. Bright.

For example, Huarong Road, since Huanger got it, he no longer pesters others to play chess. When he is free, he will think about how to let the coach go out. After passing a level, he will play there again in a different way. It is true. It saved him a lot of worry.

The guard ran to the kitchen window and took a look, then quickly came back and said, "Miss Tang is carving flowers."

Carved?

Zhou Qiong frowned, what is the connection between carving and writing secret letters? Could it be that you want to carve out the meaning?

The guard was also alert and said hurriedly: "Miss Tang is holding a carved carrot, which is quite beautiful."

Zhou Qiong was speechless and waved him off.

After a while, Yunling came back with the piece of paper and a blooming radish flower in one hand.

The petals are lifelike and become more delicate in the snow-white palms.

Somehow, the breath that was stuck in Zhou Qiong's heart relaxed a little, and just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, Yunling threw a blank piece of paper to him, then ignored him and directly took the flowers in his hand. The child was delivered to Xu Xiangxiang.

"Aunt Xiang, I'll give you a little flower!"

Xu Xiangxiang immediately smiled and took it over to play with.

Zhou Qiong coughed twice in embarrassment, pointed to the blank paper and asked, "Is this the way you said you would write a secret letter? Don't tell me this is a wordless heavenly book."

His tone was obviously teasing herself, and Yunling was not angry. She pretended to look at him with an incomprehensible face, "It is indeed a wordless heavenly book."

Under Zhou Qiong's surprised gaze, she reached out and took the piece of paper, "Here, let the gods guide you to find the truth."

She held the paper and shook it next to the candle to dry it. After a while, several large gray characters appeared on the snow-white paper.

"Wordless Heavenly Book".

It was really a "wordless heavenly book". Zhou Qiong's eyes sparkled, as if he had foreseen the wonderful use of this method in conveying news.

"How did you do it?" The young man looked at her, his voice eager for knowledge concealed a tenderness that even he could not detect.

Yunling smiled and handed the paper to him: "Do you want to smell it?"

The vinegar juice had only dried recently and had not completely evaporated, leaving a hint of acetic acidity.

"Vinegar? Written in vinegar?"

Yunling nodded.

"However, if you are writing a letter that needs to be sent out in a hurry, I suggest you use paper that has been smoked with spices. If your letter is smelled like vinegar by someone with a bad nose, it will eventually cause irritation. The suspicion of others.”

These days, those wealthy people always like to write on paper that has been scented with incense, and they pay attention to elegance. Just like the letters written by Zheng Rongwan to her always have a faint fragrance on the paper.

Zhou Qiong understood this truth and was about to go to the kitchen to try it again when Guan Yi finally came back.

He was disgraced and did not bring back the person Yunling wanted to see.

"Where is the person?" Zhou Qiong's expression was a little unkind, but he didn't expect that even after Guan Yi took action, he couldn't buy the person back.

Guan Yi knelt down and said helplessly: "My subordinates followed them to Xueyue Tower. There were many thugs there who stopped me. I argued with them and they refused to sell the person to me. As a last resort, I will I showed them the badge of the Zhenxi Hou Mansion, but the shopkeeper there was just a little respectful, and seemed to have a lot of backers. Although he didn't reject me outright, he offered me three thousand taels of silver, and I bargained. It won’t work either, so I’ll come back first…”

Yunling was speechless when she heard three thousand taels.

You can obviously steal the money directly, but I still sell it to you alone.

Zhou Qiong turned around and asked, "Three thousand taels, do you still want to buy it?"

Yunling shook her head firmly, and then shook her head again, "I must buy it, but I don't have that much money... Can you lend me that? I will pay it back..."

Her voice became softer and softer.

Zhou Qiong just thought she was embarrassed to ask for money, but Yunling was thinking, if this guy is so poor, he doesn't know if he has any money, why not go to the third prince to borrow some?

Zhou Qiong endured the displeasure rising in her heart again, "Hasn't your home been confiscated? You still want to spend three thousand taels to buy someone? You..."

He blurted out this sentence and regretted it after saying it.

Slap someone in the face or not, I don't know what kind of reaction Yunling will have with these words.

He studied the other person's expression and explained: "What I mean is not that I don't want to lend it to you, but I just feel that this matter is a bit strange. The person bumped into me for no reason. I can't rule out the element of acting..."

Unexpectedly, Yunling looked calm, "Even if my home is ransacked, I can't just sit back and watch when my loved ones are in trouble. I have to try my best."

"Relative? Is that man your relative?"

Yunling sighed: "My mother's surname is Lu. She is the third child in the family. She has an eldest sister and an eldest brother above her. Lu Yuchen is my uncle's child, that is, my cousin."

"Your cousin?" Zhou Qiong was very puzzled, "How did your cousin get sold to Xunzhou City without incident?"

She also wanted to know this question.