My Sister Insisted on Swapping Marriages, and I Became a Marchioness Instead Chapter 625: The Peony Among Flowers

Qin Yuan understood.

This ant that the bond between Prince Qi and Marquis Gu was deep, and when they obtained sothing good, they hurriedly sent soone to deliver it, not those ceremonial gifts exchanged out of etiquette.

It just happened to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there were many rare gifts from the subordinates.

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "That’s really great. Yesterday our mansion stead mooncakes that mimic the style from the South. The filling and crust are unlike anything in the North. Take so back for the Marquis to taste. The lamb from the Northern Border, marinated with spices unique to that region, is grilled without any gay taste and is very delicious. The rich wine is perfect to accompany a al. Prince Qi has surely not tasted this flavor."

Such words made even the Prince Mansion Chief Historian’s fingers twitch with desire.

Qin Yuan ordered soone to pack a box, and the Chief Historian laughed, "Prince Qi initially wanted to co in person, but he’s been busy running around for Princess Fuyun’s injury and is sowhat exhausted."

Qin Yuan asked, "What injury did Princess Fuyun suffer? I’ve been busy with the mansion’s affairs these past two days and didn’t know at all."

The Chief Historian slapped his thigh and exclaid, "I said the Dingbei Marquis Mansion certainly didn’t know, or else they wouldn’t have remained indifferent."

"What happened? What’s going on, please shed so light."

It seems this was the Chief Historian’s purpose for coming.

The Chief Historian looked pained: "Princess Fuyun was injured at Duke Zhen’s Mansion, the wound on her face is so deep and long that Prince Qi is worried she’ll scar. He’s been begging everywhere in the palace for Jade Beauty Cream the past two days, but the concubines all say there’s none."

"Jade Beauty Cream?"

The Chief Historian nodded heavily.

"I’ve heard Miss Song was injured playing polo recently, and the Seventh Miss from your mansion sent so Jade Beauty Cream, there was so left which Miss Song gave to Prince Qi."

Qin Yuan laughed, "Treasure Bead took the lead in making a Life and Death Docunt with the Yelv people, causing several young ladies to get injured. She felt it was all caused by her and pestered for the Jade Beauty Cream. It was all we had left, and now it’s all been given away."

The Chief Historian’s throat was dry: "What? It’s all gone."

Qin Yuan spread her hands, "Indeed, I don’t have any here either. Let Princess Fuyun focus on healing first. I’ll find soone to prepare so and send it over. As long as the scar hasn’t fallen off, there’s still ti."

The Chief Historian was overjoyed, "I see, many thanks to the Marchioness. Prince Qi also said if the Marchioness knew, she would certainly have sent so. It was I who overthought, what Miss Song sent over was just so leftovers, with Princess Fuyun’s deep and long wound, I’m afraid it’s not enough, so I ca to ask the Marchioness rashly."

Qin Yuan offered him more tea and laughed, "This is nothing, but the dicine isn’t easy to prepare."

The Chief Historian replied, "This was caused by the Ninth Princess’ injury. Whatever dicine is needed, the Empress will find a way to provide it. The Marchioness just needs to send over the list."

Qin Yuan said, "Then I need to ask around. If it’s easy to get, it’s fine; if not, you all think up a way."

The Chief Historian imdiately agreed, "It should be this way."

He did not linger any longer, took the festival gifts Qin Yuan provided, and left to report back to the mansion.

Qin Yuan smiled, "It seems we should let Empress Lin bleed a little."

She imdiately wrote down a few lines and sent soone to Renhe Hall.

Doctor Li was overseeing Xiao Dong grinding dicinal herbs.

The two n, caught up in the happy occasion, were in high spirits and didn’t want to rest, well-fed and enjoying life, they kept busy each with their own business in the backyard.

"This golden sore dicine is going to make us a good sum. Tomorrow we need to hire more hands to handle the herbs," Doctor Li calculated, "We’ll need to set up several earthen stoves in the yard, buy ten ceramic jars, ten water vats, ten ceramic pots, and have a few nannies from the alley help bottle the dicine."

Oh my, Renhe Hall is about to prosper.

Xiao Dong diligently ground the dicinal powder.

The golden sore dicine was from his senior sister’s recipe, but the dicinal powder business was his own doing. In the future, he’d follow Gu Baoshu to sell it at White Crane Academy.

The business across the great lands of Jiangnan and Jiangbei would be his.

Who wouldn’t praise him, saying, "The young phoenix’s voice surpasses the old phoenix’s sound."

Outside, soone knocked on the door. The master and apprentice debated for a while, and finally, it was Xiao Dong who went to open the door, swiftly leading the guest into the backyard.

Doctor Li frowned in dissatisfaction; the backyard was for dicine-making, not just anyone could enter.

He saw Gu Shiba smiling as he handed over a letter.

"Congratulations, Doctor Li, the Marchioness has secured a big order for you, saying you can specify whatever dicinal ingredients you need."

Upon opening the letter, Doctor Li imdiately understood Qin Yuan’s intention and quickly washed his hands.

"You wait here, I won’t be polite," he said.

Doctor Li demanded extravagantly, writing a lengthy list of dicinal ingredients, so unnecessary, so necessary.

No one could find fault with such a practice.

After all, most recipes were ancestral secrets, and making so concealnts so outsiders couldn’t decipher them was only natural.

Gu Shiba took the list of dicines and sent it straight to Prince Qi Mansion.

Prince Qi personally delivered it to the Dragon Desk, clarifying that it needed to be procured promptly for the sake of Princess Fuyun’s face.

The list included many rare items, so the Emperor opened the inner treasury, and Empress Lin brought out her treasured dicinal ingredients just to barely complete the supplies.

The two Purple Blood Ganodermas originally intended as part of Ninth Princess’s dowry weren’t spared.

"Fuyun’s face spent half a year of Suzhou and Hangzhou’s taxes," Empress Lin lanted reluctantly.

Hearing this, the Emperor frowned, unlike his usual gentle appeasent, he straightforwardly said, "Wasn’t it all because of the Ninth? She acts impulsively, and so much silver is wasted."

"I see she has no remorse, still enjoying her als and drinks as if nothing happened, without considering the trouble she’s caused you. So much silver, you practice thrifty living in the palace trying to save every bit, whereas she and the Crown Prince were born of the sa mother. Why is she not as filial as the Crown Prince? Clearly, it is your failing in teaching."

Empress Lin was displeased, her face clouding over.

But the Emperor was even more displeased and turned stern: "Everyone knows Prince Qi has been tirelessly seeking dicine for Fuyun. Finally acquiring a formula, if you don’t give it to him now, others would say you’re unkind. You’ve been through these years. Why let gossip arise over such trivial matters?"

With this continuous reprimanding, Empress Lin would lose all dignity and face.

She imdiately forced a smile, saying, "This palace was only concerned that spending so much might not yield results, leading to rumors."

The Emperor scoffed, "Enough, hasn’t Earl Chengen heard his share of gossip? If you wish to be a virtuous empress, do so thoroughly, or else you would be ridiculed."

That left Empress Lin speechless.

After sending off the Emperor, Empress Lin studied herself closely in the bronze mirror.

Indeed, age has caught up.

In the past, a re pout would draw the Emperor’s concern. Now her beauty fades, and maintaining the dignity of a principal wife of virtue seems excessively composed and frugal.

No man dislikes good looks.

Empress Lin imdiately ordered the six palaces’ concubines and beauties to care about the hardships of the people, urging them to refrain from wearing flamboyant and colorful clothing, and since the Empress Dowager’s birthday was approaching, not to be overly plain either.

This palace is akin to the peony among flowers. Whether resplendent or elegant, no one should surpass this palace.