C7 Little wife stop the palanquin and cry out injustice

After the false alarm yesterday, Hu Ying was even more determined to earn all the money she had.

As the capital of a country, the White Peony City was very prosperous. Precious items such as foreign objects could be seen everywhere. We can't let the red fire at the Wangyou Restaurant waste away on brewing new wine. One had to know that no matter how good the Bejewelled Nectar was, there would always be a day when one would get tired of drinking it.

Hu Ying was a diligent and hardworking fox fairy. After studying for a while, she decided to add a new type of wine to the liquor store: Blue Fragrance Wine.

This wine needed to be picked from newly bloomed lotuses. It needed to be fragrant, but there were green lotuses that had not completely spread out. Furthermore, it had to be smashed right away because it was close to the core, and it had to be immaculately harvested before being added to the wine by soaking the ingredients such as angelica, nutmeg and other ingredients in the wine and brewing them from deep mountain spring water.

The smell of the wine is overwhelming. Smelling the fragrance of the green lotus, the wine is soft and can be drunk for a long time to freshen up your face.

White Peony City was more civilized, women often traveled together, wine and fine wine were not exclusive to heroes and heroes. This kind of money was not separated into the ranks of matriarchs. Moreover, most people only had wives in their families who held such a large amount of money.

What could move a woman the most? Tell her, of course, that you have a way to make her never grow old.

It was impossible for her to live forever, but no matter how beautiful she was, it was still fine to strengthen her body.

Hu Ying happily went out to purchase materials. Ever since the Sect Leader of Xuanxin Sect personally warned her, she actually felt at ease. If she didn't want to harm others, she wouldn't have to worry about the Daoists causing trouble, and she definitely wouldn't do things that lacked merit. If her reputation was ruined, it would be hard to change it for a thousand gold.

White Peony City was worthy of being called the capital; it was full of good stuff. Although Hu Ying was greedy for money, she was not sloppy when it came to purchasing materials. As for the money, of course it was the least. As a result, for a long period of time, all the shopkeepers in the Herbal Foods Shop kept a coffin in their stores. Whenever they saw Hu Ying walking over, they would quickly lie down inside to play dead.

"Aiya, Shopkeeper, you've already passed away. Then I'll take all the materials!"

"…"

Therefore, there was often a play about a corpse in a herbarium.

It was a sunny day with a clear sky. Hu Ying returned with a great harvest. While walking, he flipped through the materials in the basket and silently calculated how much of the Jade Fragrance Wine could be brewed and how to use it to its fullest.

When they reached the intersection, a loud noise caught her attention.

In the middle of the room, a woman dressed entirely in white was crying bitterly. Her head was tied up in a hemp belt and her face was in her hands. She was kneeling in front of a sedan chair.

The young man in the navy blue servant uniform tried to pull the woman away, but the woman was like a piece of meat that couldn't be pulled away. The servant shouted impatiently, but to no avail. Under broad daylight, it was not good to directly step over the woman's body.

"What's going on?" Hu Ying asked the bystanders.

"It was that little lady who blocked the carriage to cry out injustice!" A sister-in-law smacked her lips and replied, "This is going to be a good show!" This little girl really doesn't want her life! "Who dares to block this palanquin!"

"Whose palanquin is this?" Hu Ying disapproved.

"Tsk tsk, you don't even know this?" The eldest sister-in-law cast a disdainful glance at Hu Ying and said, "That is the palanquin of the Prime Minister!"

"Oh …" "So that's how it is!" Hu Ying nodded her head. At this time, the woman who had been crying so hard that she became addicted stopped crying, and said sorrowfully, "My humble concubine knows that I shouldn't have any extravagant demands, but I just hope that the Prime Minister can help me bury my deceased husband's corpse. I beg you, poor orphans and widows!"

With that, the woman kowtowed with a bang. Her forehead immediately turned red, and blood began to flow down her face. This woman was already quite delicate and pretty. This kind of endless crying truly made people feel pity. Anyone who had a snack would go soft.

A servant really had no choice, it wasn't convenient for him to fight them. At this moment, the curtains of the sedan chair were opened and Qin Lingmo walked out. He was dressed in his official attire with a qilin crane embroidered on his chest, a leather belt around his waist, and a bracelet and a crown on his head.

He coldly glanced at the woman, then pulled out a piece of jade from his waist and handed it to the servant beside him.

These pawns were all extremely quick-witted, and they could tell what their master meant with a single glance. He then took the jade and walked in front of the woman, forcefully putting it into her hand and said, "You little woman, don't not know what's good for you, we, as adults, don't mind you getting frightened by us, take this jade and exchange it for some money, then settle down early!"

Who knew that when he said this, the woman cried even more bitterly. She prostrated herself on the ground and kept slapping the ground. It seemed that she really could not bear to do that.

"Is no one going to manage it? She is already so pitiful, and actually used a piece of jade to treat her like her life was worth it! " Hu Ying was indignant.

The eldest sister-in-law quickly raised a finger to indicate for her to be quiet. "The Prime Minister is a popular figure in front of the emperor. Whoever he wants to kill is no different from stepping on an ant to death!" Just watch the fun and don't talk! "

"What happened to her husband?"

"About this, as a woman, I don't dare to say it." Sister-in-law waved her hand, refusing to continue. However, Hu Ying's curiosity was piqued. A butcher next to her continued, "The piece of human skin that was displayed at the South Gate the day before yesterday was the woman's husband."

"A human molting?" Hu Ying was astonished. She had never heard that people could molt.