On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Jin Ting refused to explain even a word and just walked inside carrying Zhao Yan.

He was tall and had long legs, so Zhao Yan really couldn't keep up with him. He was scared and couldn't even stand steadily, not to mention the discomfort of being dragged.

Feng Shao hurriedly followed, but Jin Ting glanced over and Feng Shao stopped again.

"What...what do you mean? You want me to stay?"

Jin Ying nodded. Zhao Yan was about to cry and kept winking at Feng Shao. Feng Shao waved his hands helplessly - Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that... I can't do anything.

Jin Ding carried Zhao Yan over the courtyard wall, over the roof, and landed in the study courtyard of Old Master Wu.

Zhao Yan's heart was about to jump out of his mouth. Oh my God, this really opened my eyes - I am also a person who has flown!

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Jin Ting carried him into the house again and pushed him in front of Boss Wu's corpse.

"Look!"

When Zhao Yan first saw the corpse, he was almost frightened to death. But after taking a closer look, his eyes widened again.

"This……"

Jin Ting nodded seriously: "Look."

Zhao Yan suddenly realized what Jin Ting meant. It turned out that he knew that he had a photographic memory and asked him to come and see so that he could draw it later.

This is a good opportunity to make a contribution. He made a contribution last time because of his prescription, and this time he has to make a bigger contribution!

He held his breath and concentrated all his attention. Now he was not afraid anymore. As long as he had the golden sword, there was nothing to be afraid of.

After a moment, he closed his eyes, thought about it again in his mind, and opened his eyes again: "Okay."

Jin Ying looked at him: "Are you sure?"

Zhao Yan patted his chest and said, "Sure."

Jin Ting said no more and turned his head to look at the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. Zhao Yan immediately went over to grind the ink.

After grinding the ink, Zhao Yan guessed, "Brother Jin, do you want me to draw a picture of what I just drew?"

Jin Ting said nothing. He walked to the corpse with the inkstone and poured ink on it.

Zhao Yan: “…”

Everything was put back in place and everything was back to normal. Jin Ting dragged Zhao Yan out again.

Zhao Yan quickly begged for mercy: "Brother Jin, can I walk by myself? I have grown legs myself."

Jin Ting's face remained expressionless, but his eyes were full of disdain: "Too slow."

"I……"

As soon as Zhao Yang opened his mouth, he was already in the air.

The two disappeared again.

Not long after, in the quiet study room, Old Master Wu woke up, opened his eyes and found himself on the ground. He thought for a while but couldn't figure out what was going on. Seeing the smoke in the air, he quickly got up.

When he looked at his eldest son's body again, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This this!"

Below the chest and above the lower abdomen, it was pitch black.

He touched it with his hand and found it was ink.

"What's going on!" Old Master Wu roared in a low voice and walked around like a raging bull.

……

The next morning, it was a fine day, and a group of chirping sparrows came into the yard. Linlang scattered some millet, and they ate happily. Starlings flew over from time to time and played with them.

When Yan Ruyu woke up, Huo Changhe was already awake. He hugged her gently and said, "Sleep a little longer, it's still early."

"The weather is nice today, let's get up early and move around, we still have things to do."

Yan Ruyu got up from the bed and talked to Huo Changhe about today's arrangements while washing up.

"We need to pay attention to the Wu family to see what's going on. We also need to have someone keep an eye on the caravan to see if they have any unusual movements."

"besides……"

Huo Changhe handed her the towel and said, "Don't worry, everything has been arranged. Don't worry about it. By the way, didn't you say you wanted to make patterns on the bags for the snack shop and find someone to carve the patterns?"

"Yes, you have the right person?"

"It's not that simple. A secret guard can do it. It's just a small thing, no problem."

Yan Ruyu suddenly remembered: "Yes, they are very good at making jewelry, so this is a piece of cake for them."

"Jewelry? A full-moon gift for the governor's grandson?"

"Yes, it was delivered two days ago, but I haven't had time to take a closer look."

When the secret guards delivered the things that day, Yan Ruyu was not there, so they were all packed in a small box and handed over to the boss.

The boss gave it to her when she came back. She wanted to look at it, but she was distracted by other things and forgot about it.

"Let me take a look?" Huo Changhe was very curious.

The things Yan Ruyu makes are always exquisite, some are very interesting, and anyway, they are very rare.

"Not for now, let's focus on the important things first and then see later."

Yan Ruyu kept the secret on purpose, which made Huo Changhe even more itchy.

"Just a look..."

Yan Ruyu pulled him out and said, "Go pay your respects to mother and have breakfast. Mother said she would make five-spice cakes by herself this morning."

The eldest lady likes noodles. She used to be best at making hand-rolled noodles. After coming here, she also learned how to make five-spice cakes. Yan Ruyu fried the spices for her and ground them into fine powder. The eldest lady loved them very much.

It is used to make five-spice cakes every now and then, which are crispy and fragrant, and Huo Changhe likes them very much.

The two men walked out while chatting and laughing, and met Huo Zhongmao coming over with the account book.

"Your Highness, Princess, this is the general account for this month. Please check it. When the store opens later, ask the clerk to bring the detailed account."

"It's the end of the month again so soon," Yan Ruyu took the account book, flipped through it casually, saw a few lines of words on the last few pages, and was about to speak when she couldn't help sneezing.

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Huo Changhe quickly handed over a handkerchief.

"No, I just smelled a fragrance," Yan Ruyu closed the account book.

Huo Zhongmao looked remorseful: "Oh, it's all my fault. I was going to deliver incense and candles to the temple outside the city. The things were in the car, and this account book was placed on the incense and candles. Maybe there was a kind of fragrance that the princess couldn't get used to."

As he spoke, he took the account book again, stepped back from the incitement, and dispersed the smell as quickly as possible.

Yan Ruyu felt better and asked, "Incense and candles? We started making these recently?"

"Yes," Huo Zhongmao said, "During the New Year, I went around and saw several temples and nunneries outside the city. Two of them were quite popular. I gave them some of our incense to try. They were very satisfied and placed an order. Recently, the old abbot asked me if I could make candles."

"After I came back, I tried to make it with a few guys, and asked our abbot. We made the first batch, and today is the delivery day, so we are about to send it out."

No wonder Huo Zhongmao came so early today, that's why.

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Okay, then you go first, there is no need to rush to send the detailed account, I will go to the store later."

"Yes."

Huo Zhongmao handed the account book to Huo Changhe and turned to leave.

Yan Ruyu suddenly thought of something and called him again: "Wait a moment."

Huo Zhongmao turned around and said, "Princess, do you have any other instructions?"

"When making candles, you can mix spices into them. What's the purpose? To make them smell good?"

Huo Zhongmao nodded and said, "It's mainly for the fragrance, just like turning incense into powder and putting it in an incense burner."

"But besides the aroma, it can have other uses."

"What's the use?"