Better to be an ugly beauty than a queen in the palace
22 Blessing from Heaven

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I stood on the stove and shouted at the rat,"Get rid of it quickly."

Zheng Jun immediately rushed into the kitchen. Seeing my terrified expression, he just picked up a chopstick and raised his hand to kill Haozi.

After he sorted out Haozi's body, I pushed him a meter away from me as if I was avoiding the plague.

"Why don't you take a chair and eat there? "Stay away from me, disgusting!" I covered my mouth and shouted.

"It's hard to be a good person. I'll eat in my room, you can stay here and be disgusted!”With that, he disappeared.

I sat on the chair and fell asleep.

The warm morning sunlight shone on my body. I opened my hazy eyes and stretched lazily in satisfaction.

I got up from the bed but realized that I was still wearing the clothes I wore last night. It seemed that Zheng Jun had carried me into the room.

He suddenly remembered something, and that was Lan Zhi.

I think Lan Zhi might have come back. I didn't want to ask what happened. If she wanted to tell me, she would naturally take the initiative to tell me. If she didn't tell me, I didn't want to pursue it.

After I went back to my room to tidy up, I went to practice martial arts with godfather as usual.

After we came back, Lan Zhi prepared breakfast. Ling Er, the four of us ate our fill and then quickly prepared the things to go to the market.

Before we could walk out, Mu Heng descended from the sky and wanted to go to the market with us.

After everything was arranged, we started doing business. This time, Mu Heng held the wooden sign and stood there like a standard macho man. Business was indeed better than usual.

Was this simply a blessing from the heavens? I dare say that Mu Heng's arrival will not only bring about a booming business, but I have a feeling that something good will happen.

The flowers we brought are all sold out. They still want some new flowers.

I thought for a while and came up with a long-term plan.

I plan to record in detail what kind of feelings these people want to express and what kind of flowers they want to give.

The customer's needs are my guide to growing flowers. The only criterion for my business to continue to prosper. I want to bring happiness and joy to everyone who buys flowers, so that their wishes come true.

Among these people, a few wanted to send flowers to their loved ones, and they wanted to send them on their birthday.

They wanted to test him, express their love, give him their blessings, and so on. In short, they wanted to get the flowers as soon as possible.

I understand the feeling of loving someone and wanting him to know, or wanting to know if he loves me back, so I want them to get what they want.

I asked Lan Zhi to bring those flowers and bring the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. I want the customer's needs to be recorded on the spot, and a contract will be made. After paying a certain amount of advance payment, we can start planting those flowers.

Otherwise, if they change their minds at the last minute, my beautiful flowers will lose their short lives before they can unleash their 'energy'. It's such a pity.

Zheng Jun was responsible for finding a table so that I could write the contract.

I asked those who needed it and those who needed it to line up in two rows.

Since Lan Zhi was alone, it would be very slow to get the flowers, so I asked Mu Heng to help her.

I didn't idle around either. I chatted with my customers. I intended to tell them the meaning and language of various flowers to promote my flowers. This was killing two birds with one stone.

For example, cherries could be extracted from the leaves of laurel. Laurel water was a spice that could be used for pastries. However, this essence was poisonous and could be dangerous if used in large quantities. The laurel was a kind of plant that was both charming and terrifying, so its flower language was-bewitching.

People who were blessed by this flower had a bright, bold, and dangerous charm. Perhaps they would have many love stories in their lives. Therefore, people who like laurel flowers should pay attention to their usage.

When they heard what I said, they nodded repeatedly. Some of them even asked me a few small questions, and I answered them one by one. Some of them were from my many years of experience in admiring flowers.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Jun was the first to return. Not only did he bring back a table, but he also brought along an old man in his sixties who was carrying a pouch.

" You're…" I looked at Zheng Jun in confusion.

Zheng Jun gestured for the old man to say something.

"I'm a gentleman who specializes in writing letters and fortune-telling for people in the east of the city. Coincidentally, on my way home, my money was stolen. It was this hero who helped me get my money back. In order to thank my benefactor, I volunteered to come here.”

The old man said gratefully, then put the pouch on the table and leaned against the table, panting heavily.

It was obvious that the old man was already very tired from the rush just now.

"Old man, why don't you rest for a while first? I just want to write a few contracts or something. Sit down for a while! "I'm not in a hurry," I comforted the old man and softened my voice.

"What is a contract? Can you explain it more clearly?" Zheng Jun's face was filled with question marks.

"A contract is a contract between the buyer and the seller. After the buyer and the seller have reached a certain consensus, in order to ensure that the interests of both parties are not harmed, it also guarantees that the interests of the party who abides by the agreement will not be lost in terms of money and other aspects because the other party does not fulfill the agreement.”

"You almost understand? Sir, do you understand?" Zheng Jun asked the old man.

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand. As long as you say something, I'll write it.”The old man answered decisively.

"Alright? Old man, I'll let you write later, okay?”

"Alright, young lady, shall we start now?”As he spoke, the old man took out paper and ink from his pouch, picked up a pen, and prepared everything.

I began to ask about their requests and wishes, and chose the appropriate flowers to serve them and fulfill their wishes.

The first one was called Jinsimei. She lived at the end of Lingjiao Lane in the eastern part of the city and had reserved two pots of flowers. A pot of peony flowers for his mother, written with happiness and health; Another pot of daisy: For my sister, write beautiful and happy. It could be obtained in two weeks, but he had to pay the reservation fee to Goubuli Flower Shop first. One tael of silver. After receiving two plates of flowers, he would pay the remaining silver. One tael of silver. The time was × × × × ×××. Flower buyer: He signed and pressed his fingerprint.

"I hereby declare that my flower shop is called 'Goubuli Flower House'."

This is the day I officially announce the name of my flower beach.

……

When we reached the fifth customer, Lan Zhi and Mu Heng returned. I taught Lan Zhi how to write down the information of the person who made the reservation. If she hadn't thought of what to plant, she would write it down first. I would slowly study it in the future before planting it. I wouldn't charge money for now.

……

Time flew by and the sky was already dark. We closed the stall and made an appointment with the old man. He would come back tomorrow at this time to help us record.

I insisted on paying him accordingly. Although he repeatedly refused, I still convinced him: Promise me to accept the reward.

We returned home happily. Mu Heng didn't go home but went straight to the Prince's mansion.

Tuoba Li sat in front of the table and stared blankly at the imperial edict.

This was the third imperial edict from Tuoba Hong, asking him to enter the palace to visit the Empress Dowager.

He knew that the emperor wanted him to be cousin's substitute again. How could he be in the mood to be someone's substitute now? He only wanted to know where Su Ji was, not the memorial of his cousin.

"Wangye, I'm back. Can I come in?”It was Mu Heng's voice.

"Come in!" Upon hearing Tuoba Li's order, Mu Heng quietly entered the study.

"Reporting to Your Highness, everything went smoothly today. The flowers were bought faster than a few days ago. Today, the girl, we all call her that, and she thought of a way to write a 'contract'. It was very effective. Their business is very good. She is really smart, very…I can't describe it in words."

"Alright, listening to you talk about her isn't as realistic as me going to join in the fun. Go home often and report to me at any time."

Tuoba Li left the study room before Mu Heng.

Tuoba Li used his lightness skill and disappeared into the night.

Ever since he returned from the White Fox Hall, he had not slept for the entire night. He only left in relief after seeing her jump out of her room from afar.

When they returned to the Imperial Residence, they told Mu Heng to return home and visit her often in the future. When he came back, he would report everything about Lady Wang in a timely manner. He was not allowed to ask for the reason.

Although Mu Heng wanted to know the reason, he did not dare to ask and could only do as he was told.

He arrived at the palace and stood behind Tuoba Hong.

Dressed in a bright yellow color and exuding a faint sandalwood scent, this was Tuoba Hong's lonely figure.

"Cousin, you still came. I thought you never wanted to see me again.”Tuoba Hong said sadly.

"I just want to know where she is. Is she doing well?”Tuoba Li asked in a trembling voice.

Tuoba Hong slowly regained his senses. His usually calm face revealed an unusual smile.

"I still can't tell you his exact location, but I can tell you with certainty that she's living very well and is very happy. You don't have to worry. I'll take good care of her.”

Tuoba Hong's expression was quite serious, and his words were very sincere.

Tuoba Li turned around helplessly and disappeared from the imperial study once again, leaving his lonely figure behind the imperial study in a daze.

"Good morning! "My Yating," Baili Bing's gentle voice gave me goosebumps.

"Ah…Young Master Leng, you're busy, how do you have time to come to a commoner's house like ours?”

I really couldn't stand his bone-chilling greetings. And that 'good' that I don't know the reason for, I can't guess why he did this.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, right? Let's talk about business after you're done, okay?”Baili Bing's gentle gesture told me that he was really concerned about my stomach.

She wondered if it was acting or if it was serious. I won't be fooled. I know my limits.

"Official business, what exactly is it?" I thought as I ate.

" Yo, yo, what's wrong with you?" Bai Libing's 'soft bone' voice sounded again.

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