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"Is this okay? Of course, but how about waiting until the supermarket closes tonight?" Ziyan smiled and suggested to Miao'er.
"Sure! That sounds good. Should we call that girl back?" Miao'er said while gesturing towards Ling Yuer, who was squeezed in the crowd in the distance.
"Hehe, her? It's rare to have some peace and quiet now, so why not let her experience a bit of ordinary life?" Ziyan chuckled as she looked at Ling Yuer with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Is that really okay? Oh— you young people!" Miao'er still seemed a bit worried.
"Alright, I noticed that my aunt looked a bit haggard yesterday. How about this: I'll take you to see my master, and let him prescribe some nourishing pills for you," Ziyan said, and without waiting for a response, she pulled Miao'er into the Jishitang clinic.
As they entered the front hall, they saw Xiao Yi. "Hey, Xiao Yi, where's Old Demon?"
"Uh? Oh, it's my junior sister! What a coincidence; the master just returned from gathering herbs. He's in the backyard right now. You can go find him there. I have quite a few patients here, so I can't show you the way," Xiao Yi greeted Ziyan and the others while pointing to a line of patients waiting behind him to indicate he was indeed busy.
"Got it, Xiao Yi, you carry on. We'll find our way," Ziyan quickly replied.
With that, Ziyan linked arms with Miao'er and led the two Princes towards the inner courtyard.
As they crossed the wide courtyard, they saw that the yard was filled with three-tiered racks, all covered with bamboo trays. Each tray was filled with various types of Herbal Medicine. Several clerks were busy organizing and drying the Herbal Medicine spread throughout the yard.
As Ziyan and her companions moved through the area, they could smell the unique fragrance of the Herbal Medicine wafting through the air, which brought an uplifting feeling to everyone.
Once they entered the backyard, they saw Old Man Mo drying what appeared to be freshly harvested root herbs from today. These herbs had likely been washed earlier and glistened under the sunlight, still dripping with water.
"Old Demon, Yan'er has come to visit you," Ziyan said as she entered the yard, releasing Miao'er and sneakily approaching Old Man Mo from behind before giving him a light pat on the shoulder.
"You little rascal! Don't you have your new supermarket to manage? Come here for some peace and quiet?" Old Man Mo asked with a broad smile.
"What does it matter? We have plenty of talent around us now; there's no need for your disciple to do everything herself," Ziyan replied immediately.
"Well, that's true," Old Man Mo chuckled in agreement.
"By the way, Master, may I discuss something with you?" Ziyan got straight to the point.
"Hmph! I knew this mischievous girl would never come without a reason," Old Man Mo pouted, his beard twitching upward.
Heh, this old man is quite amusing, Ziyan thought to herself, finding it funny.
She continued, "Master, in about ten days it will be New Year. I originally intended to bring my mother and the Grandmaster back to the Provincial Government to celebrate. However, my mother is still in mourning and cannot come. In that case, I thought it might be better for the Prince and me to return to Hengfeng County Town together. What do you think?"
"Well? It's rare for you two to show such filial piety. To be honest, it's been a while since I left Hengfeng. I wonder how Ning Yuan Shixiong is managing the Jishitang over there? Alright then, I'll accompany you back one more time with this old body of mine. Are you satisfied now?" Old Man Mo thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement with Ziyan.
"Hehe, that's great! We can truly have a big family reunion during the New Year!" Ziyan exclaimed joyfully like a child.
Little did they know that while they were happily chatting, Miao'er stood not far from the courtyard gate, lost in thought. Although it had been over a decade, she recognized him the moment Old Man Mo turned around.
In an instant, Miao'er felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
Originally enjoying a pleasant conversation with Ziyan, she inadvertently glanced at the unfamiliar guest. Old Man Mo was taken aback as well, until he regained his composure and scrutinized Miao'er again.
He was certain that his eyesight hadn't failed him; thus, Old Man Mo repeatedly set down the herbs in his hands and slowly approached Miao'er. "Y-You really are Consort Three?"
Tears shimmered in Miao'er's eyes as she nodded in response, "Yes, Mo Divine Doctor. But those are just old stories from long ago! Now, I am no longer any kind of consort; to the Three Princes, I am merely a disaster and a sinner. If you don't mind, please just call me Miao'er from now on."
"Sigh—let the past remain in the past! If that's the case, Elder will call you Miao'er from now on," Old Man Mo's expression turned serious upon seeing Miao'er, adding several years of weariness to his demeanor.
As for Miao'er, she could hardly believe that her arrival in Chu County not only allowed her to reunite with her son but also led her to encounter her old friend, Mo Divine Doctor.
Next, everyone gathered around a wooden table in the small courtyard for some casual conversation. Finally, Old Man Mo naturally handed each of Miao'er and Ziyan a porcelain vial containing Initial Qi Nourishing Blood Pills.
By the time Ziyan and the others bid farewell to Old Man Mo, nearly three hours had passed. When they arrived at the place where they had parted ways with Ling Yuer earlier, they almost simultaneously spotted the lively princess with disheveled hair and slightly rumpled clothing, accompanied by a guard. Each of them was carrying a large pile of items as if they were famine-stricken victims scrambling for food.
Breathless, they returned. As soon as they arrived, Ling Yuer immediately placed the items she was holding on the ground in front of her.
Seeing his sister in such a state, Xiang Wang Lingfeng was so angry that his face twitched. Ziyan couldn't help but burst into laughter, "The most esteemed Princess of Nanchu Kingdom actually looks like this?"
"Don't laugh!" Ling Yuer knew she had made a fool of herself and glared angrily.
"Yan'er, enough, stop making fun of our Princess Yu'er," even Miao'er couldn't bear to watch any longer and half-jokingly scolded Ziyan.
"Oh, fine." Ziyan finally stopped laughing and then said, "So Sister Yuer went to check on her sister's business?"
"Of course! Look at all the things I bought from your supermarket; it cost me 500 taels of silver. You! Little girl, you better treat your sister well from now on." Ling Yuer pouted with her nose in the air, looking proud of her hard work.
"Hehe! Alright, from now on, I will definitely treat my sister well," Ziyan replied helplessly.
"That's more like it," Ling Yuer nodded arrogantly at Ziyan.
After everyone left the supermarket and boarded their respective carriages, Ziyan suddenly spoke to the mother and son in the carriage, "Auntie, since it's still early, why don't we go directly to Drunken Immortal Residence to collect your belongings and then return to Xuan Wang Fu with us?" As she said this, she noticed Miao'er’s eyes sparkled with excitement. However, Miao'er didn't respond immediately; instead, she turned her gaze toward her biological son Ling Yuxuan. It was clear to anyone that Miao'er was filled with anticipation.
"Wang Ye, is it alright if we take Auntie back to the Wangfu now?" Ziyan quickly directed the question at her Demon Lord Fifth, Ling Yuxuan.
Demon Prince Ling Yuxuan paused for a moment but quickly reacted. "Everything will be according to my future wife's wishes."
Upon hearing Ling Yuxuan's short and clear response, both Ziyan and Miao'er instantly broke into faint smiles of joy.
Especially Miao'er, who was so excited that her hands trembled slightly.
Smart as she was, Ziyan quickly took hold of her future mother-in-law's hands and exchanged a warm gaze filled with smiles.
This was her future mother-in-law; of course, she had to comfort and take good care of her. Ziyan thought to herself.
Everything was decided just like that, and everyone hurriedly ran back to the Drunken Immortal Residence, then rushed back to Xuan Wang Fu.
Ziyan had the servants bring Miao'er’s ceremonial gifts while she held her future mother-in-law's hand tightly, leisurely strolling around.
She first took Miao'er for a walk in the small garden not far from the entrance, then assisted her onto the grand marble Arch Bridge that resembled a jade belt.
Although there had been heavy snowfall a few days ago, the snow had long since melted.
At this moment, the lake was quiet, but upon closer inspection, the golden Carp in the water had not stopped frolicking due to the cold weather. On the contrary, they were swimming back and forth in the water, seemingly carefree and joyful!
Thus, Ziyan accompanied Miao'er as they wandered around until they had explored every nook and cranny of Xuan Wang Fu. Only then did they head to the main hall on the second floor of the main courtyard to take a short rest.
Meanwhile, Ziyan quickly instructed the servants to tidy up and arrange the largest and brightest room on the first floor, located at the far west side, as temporary accommodation for Miao'er.
In her heart, she felt a bit awkward with a certain Demon Prince. Although this royal residence was quite spacious, it could not compare to those grand estates of wealthy families.
Those estates typically featured large courtyards with at least three to five smaller courtyards attached. Here, there was only this main building without even a yard. The two houses on either side were only single-story and occupied by servants; naturally, Ziyan could not arrange for Miao'er to stay in such accommodations.
Therefore, Ziyan resolved in her heart to renovate this yard. After all, for now, only Miao'er was staying here. What if she wanted to bring her mother Zhou over in the future?
Since this was a proper prince's residence, it naturally needed to live up to its name!
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