The strange beginning talks about the script, I conquer the love-brained villain

Her words were sonorous and forceful, and she must have made up her mind.

In modern society, women who are unhappy in their marriages cannot be so decisive. It is really rare and admirable for Qin's mother to have such awareness!

Qin's mother didn't mention taking Qin Baozhu away, she probably still wanted to leave him to the Qin Mansion. Although it was stupid, he was a son with the right to inherit after all.

Qin Baizhi smiled slightly: "Mom, I'm very happy that you have this kind of consciousness. I must leave, but before that, I have to rescue my friend from the Prince's Mansion. I promised her that I will save her. "

Qin's mother wiped away her tears and said, "Okay! Mother, please pack up our fleeing belongings first."

Qin Baizhi thought for a while and said, "I have to go to the Imperial Master's Mansion first."

That Imperial Master should know something about the strange power of the Prince's Mansion.

Qin's mother didn't ask any more questions: "Then I'll ask Uncle Zhao to drive a carriage to take you there."

Qin's father was probably afraid that she would be defeated, so he did not restrain her, and Qin Baizhi successfully left the Qin Mansion.

Qin Baizhi sat in the carriage, opened the curtain, and looked at the bustling street.

On the street, an old man covered in colorful plasters was squatting on the curb, spitting and shouting.

"I struggled with my thoughts for a month and made a decision that went against my ancestors!"

"I decided to donate the secret recipe handed down from my ancestors to benefit the world! This secret recipe can cure all diseases. Three doses of one course of treatment will cure the disease!"

Qin Baizhi was thoughtful.

She had been avenged for being blinded by poison. Now she no longer needed to pretend to be blind, she just needed an opportunity to regain her sight.

Now, this opportunity has come.

So she stopped the carriage, got out of the carriage and came to the man.

"How do you sell the secret medicine? Uncle?"

When the uncle saw someone interested, his eyes lit up and he enthusiastically promoted: "Three pairs of medicines for one hundred taels of silver! Girl, what disease do you want to cure?"

Qin Bai Zhi calmed down and said, "Cure blindness."

The uncle hesitated for a while, then worked harder: "It can be cured! No problem! My medicine can cure Blind Man Zhang in the east of our village! That guy's eyes were as wide as copper bells after he recovered."

Qin Baizhi didn't bargain and just threw him a hundred taels of silver.

"Here. I see that your uncle's bones are very strange. It must be that his wealth is behind him."

The medicine seller happily accepted it and said, "I'd like to borrow some good words from the girl!"

Uncle Zhao on the side was so worried that he rubbed his hands: "Miss, you look like a liar from now on, and the price is so high, don't be deceived by him!"

Qin Baizhi waved his hand: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhao, I have my own plan."

Uncle Zhao muttered helplessly: "Today's young people don't know how expensive oil and salt are if they don't become rich."

After Qin Baizhi got in the car, she stuffed the medicine into the closet and took out the fish-eye mask from her eyes.

In front of the national master, there is no need to pretend to be blind.

Taiqing Palace in Zhaoyao Mountain.

White flowers and red walls make it extremely quiet.

The boy at the door initially ignored Qin Baizhi, but it wasn't until she took out Ji Wan's token that she agreed to report it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the boy came out with a more humble attitude: "Miss Qin, please come with me. The Imperial Master has agreed to see you."

Qin Baizhi followed the boy through the rustling bamboo forest and came to a deep courtyard.

From her point of view, under the cover of the apricot blossom tree, a young man wearing plain white clothes and a slim figure was holding a white jade tube brush in his hand. His wrist was flying up and down, his posture was elegant, and he seemed to be splashing ink.

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.

Qin Baizhi praised him at the right moment: "Good calligraphy!"

At this time, she was almost under the apricot blossom tree, but she suddenly saw a copper stove under the Imperial Master's hand, with a row of willow branches skewering meat on top, which was roasted sizzling by the charcoal fire underneath.

He was dipping the brush into spices and dipping the meat skewers.