I'm reborn, so it's not too much to kill the one who traveled through the book, right?

Mrs. Zhou Er looked at Zhou Minglang suspiciously, "How badly were you injured?"

Zhou Minglang thought for a while, "I remember that I had many knife wounds on my body, and the wound on my thigh was the most fatal. One was excessive bleeding, which could easily lead to death, and the other was an injury to my internal organs. If I didn't get timely treatment, I would have died.

But at that time, they were busy dealing with the killers on Saturday, and taking me with them while I was unconscious would only aggravate my injuries, so they placed me in a hidden cave.

The Shen family couple went into the mountains to collect herbs and encountered the man in black. They accidentally hid in a cave and that’s how they saved me.”

Mrs. Zhou Er asked in confusion, "Mrs. Gong and the others can collect herbs, and obviously know some medical skills. Isn't it normal for them to save you?"

Mrs. Zhou Er was also educated, and she knew the truth that a gentleman should not talk about strange things, supernatural powers, or demons.

Zhou Minglang didn't get impatient when he saw that his wife didn't believe him. If he hadn't experienced this kind of thing himself, he wouldn't necessarily believe it if he only heard it from others.

"I was in a coma at that time, and even if I was awake, I couldn't stand up. The injuries on my body cannot be cured by ordinary herbs. It must be the elixir in the immortal cave that has such an effect.

But later, when I woke up, the wound had healed. Apart from a few shallow cuts, my body didn't feel any discomfort at all.

I remember clearly that I saw a field of ginseng in that cave, and every plant had countless compound leaves.”

Madam Zhou Er immediately thought of the ginseng sent by the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion, and immediately asked, "Could it be that the ginseng was given to Madam Gong by the gods?"

Zhou Minglang looked at Mrs. Zhou Er without saying anything, but the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Madam Zhou Er was still mumbling to herself, "I was saying that the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion had been in decline for so many years, and even if they had a lot of money, it would have been almost all gone... No wonder they were able to come up with such an old ginseng."

Madam Zhou Er said this, and looked at Zhou Minglang excitedly, "Do you think that Madam Gong went into the immortal cave to collect herbs?"

Zhou Minglang thought for a moment, "That's why I asked you to build a good relationship with him. He eats all kinds of grains, so it's inevitable that he will get sick. If someone comes to kill me one day, we can talk about it, right?"

Mrs. Tuesday nodded absentmindedly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll listen to you."

She was now wondering, could the recipe for making such excellent cosmetics also be given by gods?

"This matter came out of my mouth and entered your ears. You must not reveal it to others. Things are not as easy as we thought. Think about what the emperor did..." Zhou Minglang realized what he had said and quickly shut his mouth.

Madam Zhou Er's eyes lit up, "What happened to the emperor back then?"

Zhou Minglang turned over, turned his back to his wife, and said, "Nothing, go to sleep!"

Mrs. Zhou Er was the most annoying person. She kept people on suspense by saying half of what she was saying. When she saw her husband turned his back, she immediately became anxious. She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh on Zhou Minglang's waist.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you? You're just saying half of this. You don't want me to sleep tonight, right?

I can't sleep, and neither can you!"

Only then did she believe that Zhou Minglang had entered the Immortal Cave, and she wanted to hear more about it. She didn't expect that this guy suddenly stopped talking halfway through. How could she tolerate this?

Zhou Minglang lost his temper immediately after being pinched by Mrs. Zhou Er. "Okay, stop making trouble. This matter is of great importance. I can't..."

Mrs. Zhou Er interrupted Zhou Minglang and said, "Didn't you just say that we are husband and wife and should advance and retreat together?"

Zhou Minglang thought about it and thought that since he had become the emperor, there was nothing he couldn't tell about his injury, so he said:

“A few years ago, when the emperor was still the Prince of Yan, I went to Jingzhou with the Prince of Yan to do some work. We encountered assassins on the way and the emperor was seriously injured, even more seriously than I was. The accompanying imperial physician said that there was no hope and that he could only be saved with good medicine.

I thought of Madam Gong, who was still a villager at the time. As the distance between the two places was not very far, I took the emperor to Yunmeng County for help.

At that time, I had no idea whether the emperor could be rescued.

As expected, God helps those who work hard. After Madam Gong burned incense and prayed, the emperor woke up from his injuries that day.

This time, I'm not injured, so it can't be that I'm dazzled again, right? "

Madam Zhou Er was amazed when she heard this. "From what you said, it seems that the emperor still owes Madam Gong a favor?

But...it's been so long, why hasn't the emperor issued an order for the Pingyang Marquis to inherit the title? "

Zhou Minglang couldn't help but frown when he heard this. "Since my cousin became the emperor, I can't figure out what he's thinking. Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore and go to sleep!"

Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart that he would find an opportunity to bring it up again tomorrow, so that the Gong family would not think that he had not contributed!

The emperor may have not issued an edict before because of Changsheng's stupidity and the ministers in the court.

But now that they are no longer stupid, it is inappropriate for the emperor to continue to suppress them.

Mrs. Zhou Er was obviously in high spirits. When she heard her husband's words, her eyes lit up and she said, "Could it be that the emperor didn't issue an order because the young master of the Gong family is a fool?

Yes, that must be it! "

The more Mrs. Zhou thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. She reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Zhou Minglang's waist again.

"The emperor doesn't know that the Gong family's young master's brain has recovered and he is no longer stupid. Why didn't you tell the emperor?"

Zhou Minglang nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll go talk to him tomorrow!"

The emperor has spies everywhere, how could he not know?

After talking for so long, Zhou Minglang was now sleepy and too lazy to explain.

Mrs. Zhou Er let him go when she saw that her husband agreed.

Therefore, he also became very interested in Shen Rong, even though they had met before.

Shen Rong calculated the time and thought about the powder. Mrs. Zhou Er had been using it for a few days and must have seen the effect, so she sent a message to Mrs. Zhou Er and invited her to have tea in the teahouse.

Mrs. Zhou received the invitation and immediately responded.

This time, Mrs. Tuesday did not take Joe, and she went out early on the day of the appointment.

Shen Rong also left home early because she had something on her mind.

In preparation for reopening the shop, Shen Rong even hired someone to renovate it.

With Madam Zhang's recipe, the shop has already produced a lot of rouge and powder in the past few days, and they are just waiting for the shop to open and sell well!

However, before opening the shop, Shen Rong still has one thing to do.

Shen Rong was not sure if there was anyone in the capital who was jealous of the rouge and powder made by Zhang Liuniang, or wanted to steal them, but if Chen Yuan saw the rouge and powder in her shop, he would definitely have some thoughts.

Although the title of the Yiyong Earl's Mansion is lower than that of the Marquis' Mansion, they have real power. It is easy for them to deal with a small shop like theirs with no power or influence.

Shen Rong would not allow her hard work to be abandoned halfway, so she was eager to bring in the powerful backer, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Now everything is ready, except for the support from the Zhou family.

Shen Rong was naturally anxious.