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An Eight-year-old Princess novel Chapter 502

"The aphrodisiac, ginger, Chinese parasol and thatches are all kinds of aromatic substances. It is not surprising that they could be used to make pungent incense. As far as I know, the ginger and Chinese parasol are herbs. Hasn't the seventh prince been ill in health all the time? As for the pepper... The Jin City is wet and hot. People here like pepper very much. " Yun Shang said peacefully, but then she stopped. Yun Shang and the seventh prince had seen each other several times, but she never smelled any of the smell mentioned by Wang Jinhuan.

Wang Jinhuan, however, didn't notice that Yun Shang slowed down her pace and said in a low voice, "no one will mix the fragrances together, because the mixed odor of these two kinds of aromatic substance is really pungent."

"Why do you care so much about the incense of the seventh prince? Do you fall in love with him?" Yun Shang smiled and joked. She didn't take Wang Jinhuan's words too seriously.

Wang Jinhuan turned around and looked at Yun Shang with contempt, "me? I like that weak man? "

Yun Shang thought he was going to explode with rage. Unexpectedly, he raised his hand, pointed at her nose, and snorted, "you... How dare you bully me like this? I'm going to tell Luo Qingyan. "

"……" After a long silence, Yun Shang turned around and looked at the other three expressionless men behind her. Her mouth slightly twitched. How could she forget that she would never expect Wang Jinhuan to behave normal.

Knowing Luo Qingyan would be back in any minute, Yun Shang was happy to hear that. And with her new identity, she didn't have to go back to the Li clan any more, but lived in the inn with Wang Jinhuan.

The post was originally a place to banquet the emissaries, and it was also very beautiful. Yun Shang simply brought Qian Yin here as well. The most important thing was that with the new identity, they could travel around the city without any scruple. By travelling, they also contacted with the hidden guards many times.

Recently, the most famous coroners in the city was being followed by the secret guards, but no abnormality was found. Yun Shang frowned. Maybe she was thinking too much. Was the person who stole the body not trying to find out whether the body was Lady Rui?

"Quickly! That piece of cloth is so beautiful. Please wrap it up for me!"

Yun Shang looked at the fabric Wang Jinhuan pointed at and frowned. "They are all red, aren't they? They were all the same, weren't they? You've already bought more than ten! "

Wang Jinhuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Shang, "the same? The secret texture of this one is plum blossom..."

"……" So did he want to buy every texture?

While they were talking, a gentle voice came from behind, "is there any purple new cloth?"

"Mr. Liu, are you going to give it to Mrs. Liu?" Yun Shang heard the attendant behind her asking.

Mister Liu?

Yun Shang turned around and saw Liu Yinfeng standing not far behind her, with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the fabric in the bag. His face was gentle.

Did he come back from Liu Jin's hometown? Yun Shang saw him said yes to the attendant, turned around and looked into Yun Shang's eyes.

Wang Jinhuan fiercely clashed with Xia Huanyu in the Taiji Palace that day. Originally, Xia Huanyu planned to leave him alone for a few days to reflected on himself, but he did not expect that the man with an insidious appearance had never taken him seriously. Instead, he took people with him to travel every day without any sign of anxiety.

Xia Huanyu frowned. He had talked about the death of Yun Shang with great anger in the Taiji Palace earlier, but he had put it out of his mind now. It was really unpredictable. Could it be that he was sure that Yun Shang was alive?

Although he was confused, he was annoyed by Wang Jinhuan's attitude. Yet, in the fifth day after Wang Jinhuan's visit, the servants in the palace sent a post to invite them to attend the banquet in the palace the next day.

Wang Jinhuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Shang. "The corpse of Lady Rui is not cold yet, but the emperor of the state of Xia is still in the mood to hold a glee feast and enjoy the song and dance to welcome the envoys of the state of Ning. It is really not good."

Yun Shang also raised her eyebrows and snorted, "yes, Princess Yun Shang's body have not been found. The envoy of the state of Ning has been wandering around the city all day long, looking as if he is not sad at all. When he was so angry in the Taiji Palace that day, now he is happily smiling. If I were Xia Huanyu, what would I think?"

"What?" Wang Jinhuan was shocked. After a while, he said, "how can I forget that? Well, I don't remember that. You're always in front of me. How could I remember Lady Rui's death? Why didn't you remind me? I'm doomed. I'm doomed. "

Yun Shang saw him scratching his head and scratching his ears. She couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I've always been curious how you met Qingyan? How could you become friends? "

Wang Jinhuan glared at Yun Shang, "you are still laughing. You must be on purpose. Forget it. I wanted to revenge for you, but you dared to treat me like this. Ah, I'm heartbroken. I really don't know why Luo Qingyan married you. You're a devil. You always have some crooked schemes in your mind. You even sold Qian Qian out... "

Yun Shang smiled and turned to Wang Jinhuan. Before she said anything, a voice came from behind her, "You don't need to know how I married my wife. You took advantage of my absence to bully my wife like this. Wang Jinhuan, haven't we fought for a long time? Don't you remember how it feels to kneel down and beg for mercy in front of me?"

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