The wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. At the beginning of spring, the farmers all go to work in the fields, and the streets are busy doing business, plus this strange-looking but very cute thing, only the little girl likes, which has expelled a lot of people.

However, the girls from the peasant families have a harder life, and they don't have the money to buy them if they like them, and the young ladies from the rich families also accompany the elders of the family to worship God and Buddha, and no one dares to be naughty at this time.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoyue's doll sales can only be put on hold temporarily. Before this, Feng Xiaoyue had never made any decisions with such setbacks, but this time she made a mistake, forgetting that the ancient and modern social structures are different.

Sitting under the west window, the thin window paper let through the daylight that had not yet been fully lit outside, and the candles in the room were flickering, trying to compete with it.

The wind blowing in through the cracks stirred the branches and leaves of the orchids, and laughed at the candles' inadequacy. Cheering up, Feng Xiaoyue was thinking of other solutions.

In order for Feng Xiaoyue to solve the problem of inventory in the store, the rent of the Xianyi store was only half charged, and it happened that all the income at these times was handed over.

If you don't want to lose out, you need to find another way. But the inspiration in her brain was not achieved overnight, and for this reason, Feng Xiaoyue's face was a little pale, and she didn't even realize it.

Murong Lin sat beside her, looking at her busy figure in his eyes, and he was also very distressed. Xiaoyun carefully brought a bowl of chicken soup with her mouth shut, Feng Xiaoyue was still looking at the information in her hand, and she didn't even raise her head.

"Miss, you haven't eaten well for a few days, and you always move a few chopsticks and put them down. This is the black-bone chicken that the slave maid went to the market to sell today, it is very fresh and nourishing, you can drink a little to nourish your qi and blood. Xiaoyun saw that Feng Xiaoyue's cheeks were faintly thin, but he was getting plump day by day, and couldn't help but wonder if he was too conscienceless.

"I don't want to drink." When Feng Xiaoyue said this, Xiaoyun blamed herself even more. Murong Lin looked at the actions of these two people and knew that their master and servant were deeply affectionate, but he didn't expect that Xiaoyun's current identity was like an old mother, and he bitterly persuaded the disobedient Feng Xiaoyue.

Hiding the smile from the corner of his mouth, Murong Lin snatched the treasure information from the wayward Feng Xiaoyue's hand, and after he had done it well, he pressed it under her paperweight.

"The poultry in the south market is the best, you love Xiaoyun so much, don't let down the kindness of your maid." Feng Xiaoyue was in a depressed mood, and when he snatched things, her temper became even hotter, but after hearing Murong Lin's words, she stopped again.

Murong Lin knew that she would inevitably be angry, and it was better to vent it than to hold it back, but she suddenly stopped, which made Murong Lin a little uneasy.

"What did you just say? Market? Feng Xiaoyue's hand stopped in mid-air and landed lightly on Murong Lin's shoulder.

Murong Lin was stunned for a moment, picked up the chicken soup and fed her a mouthful, and Feng Xiaoyue actually drank it obediently. gave Xiaoyun a look, and Xiaoyun consciously retreated.

Murong Lin took out Feng Xiaoyue's handkerchief, gently wiped the water stains on her mouth, and asked with a light smile,

"What did you think of?"

"Hmm." After Feng Xiaoyue figured it out, she felt a little empty in her stomach, so she took the bowl over and put it in her hand and stirred it slowly.

"These dolls do not sell well, in fact, there is no problem with its production and publicity, the only deficiency is the regulation of the market." Feng Xiaoyue swallowed the chicken in her mouth, Murong Lin was afraid that she would eat it while talking, which would not be good for her stomach, so she didn't urge her.

When she put the bowl down, Feng Xiaoyue took another sip of tea, diluted the fishy smell in her mouth, raised her eyes and said seriously: "The market here is too narrow, then we should develop elsewhere." ”

"I'm worried these days, and I don't know where to transport the doll." After all, she is not the original inhabitant of this world, and Feng Xiaoyue doesn't know much about the geographical location and distribution of the domain here.

Asked Xiaoyun to fool the four books to steal some maps from Murong Lin's study, Feng Xiaoyue studied these times, but she didn't find anything, the map was full of mountains, rocks, grass and trees, and a few lines that looked like contour lines.

It was very boring to return the map, and Feng Xiaoyue hit a bottleneck again. However, Murong Lin's coming over today made her mind pop up.

"So what are you going to do now?" When it comes to understanding these regions, the only person Feng Xiaoyue can rely on is Murong Lin.

Murong Lin suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked at her seriously.

"It was you and Xiaoyun's words that reminded me that the poultry in the southern market is fresh, and someone must have been there to come to this conclusion." Feng Xiaoyue's eyes lit up,

"There is no shortage of merchants in this city, and instead of meditating here, I should ask practical questions."

"You" how did you come up with this idea. Murong Lin wanted to ask, but saw Feng Xiaoyue stand up.

"Xiaoyun, let's go out." When the words landed, Xiaoyun pushed the door in, still holding a cloak in his hand.

Feng Xiaoyue walked over and just tied it up for her. Then, Feng Xiaoyue didn't say goodbye to Murong Lin, and the master and servant went to the backyard to call someone to set up a car.

Murong Lin sat alone in his original position, and smiled helplessly: I want you to ask me for help, is it so difficult.

Seeing that Feng Xiaoyue had regained her vitality, Xiaoyun was overjoyed. It wasn't until the two of them were on the street that she came to her senses.

"Miss, it's rare for the prince to come to see you today, let's leave him there, isn't it a little bad." Feng Xiaoyue had just lifted the curtain and let the cool breeze outside blow her refreshed, how could she hear Xiaoyun say this, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Murong Lin always worked tirelessly for her business, busy before and after, and thoughtful about everything, he was so kind of to him, he was indeed a little suspicious of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Outside, I happened to pass by a newly opened dim sum shop, and there was a long queue in the shop, which seemed to be doing a good business.

"Let's stop." Feng Xiaoyue patted the wall of the car, and after the car stopped, she got down with Xiaoyun.

"Miss, if you want to eat snacks, just ask the slave maid to buy them." Xiaoyun said as he followed Feng Xiaoyue to pay for it.

Feng Xiaoyue smiled faintly,

"I just think you're right, you can't forget your roots. I went to buy it myself, and it seemed a little sincere. ”

"It turns out that the young lady bought it for the prince, and the prince must be very happy." Xiaoyun clapped his hands and handed over the purse in his arms.

"Not so much." Xiaoyun is really generous in terms of eating. Feng Xiaoyue only took two small pieces of silver, and asked Xiaoyun to put away the rest.

"I see that every time he comes back, he brings some sweets, and I don't think he hates dim sum." Why did Murong Lin bring sweetness every time, it was not that he thought that Feng Xiaoyue liked to eat it, but it caused such a misunderstanding.

Xiaoyun, who knew the inside story very well, saw that Feng Xiaoyue was rarely so interested, so he had to keep his mouth shut. Sighing imperceptibly, Xiao Yun just wanted to take the purse back, but he didn't know who snatched it.

Xiaoyun thought it was a pickpocket, and immediately looked over angrily, who knew that she saw a bright sharp knife stabbing towards Feng Xiaoyue in front of her.

At that time, there was no way to tell Feng Xiaoyue to take precautions, Xiaoyun gritted her teeth, hugged Feng Xiaoyue and pushed her back, blocking herself in front of her.

Bright red blood suddenly gushed out, wetting Xiaoyun's little jacket and staining the snow-white ground. The thief was so frightened that he didn't even dare to ask for his purse, so he dropped his things and ran.

Feng Xiaoyue didn't know what was going on, until she heard someone shouting,

"Murdered!" There was a vague reaction. Feng Xiaoyue returned her hand to hug Xiao Yun in the middle sword, and at the same time reflexively kicked the assassin.

The assassin didn't expect that he would miss, and he was kicked by someone, and he was immediately on fire, and no matter what move, he raised his sword and was about to cut Feng Xiaoyue's head.

As soon as it was too late, a small Hidden Arrow flew out of nowhere and broke the Assassin's sword.

After the sword body broke, it gently cut off a few of Feng Xiaoyue's flying hairs, and then fell to the ground crisply.

The Assassins looked in the direction from which the Hidden Arrows were coming and saw several guards dressed in embroidered gold silk flying down from the sky.

"Xiangrui Divine Beast Pattern, quickly withdraw." These assassins are estimated to be Jianghu killers, and they somehow recognize the patterns on the dark guards, and after knowing that they can't deal with them, they are in a hurry to retreat.

Several secret guards chased after the assassin, and the secret guards led by them walked in front of Feng Xiaoyue and saluted first.

"The subordinate Tiger Roar, is the chief of the secret guard of His Royal Highness the King of Han, I don't know if the princess and concubine are injured."

"You help me see if Xiaoyun is okay with her first." Feng Xiaoyue's tone was anxious, after the assassin pulled out the sword, the blood on Xiaoyun's back couldn't stop flowing, and her face was almost pale.

"Forgive my subordinates for being incompetent, and my subordinates don't understand medical skills." Tiger Roar faced her anxiety, and he was extremely indifferent.

"Fang Cai too," Feng Xiaoyue's face suddenly became gloomy,

"You've been all the time, why can't you make a move earlier, and now there are such pretexts, what's the use of asking you!"

"Subordinates know their mistakes." Tiger Roar said this, but there was no fluctuation on the surface, and slowly led the carriage that ran away from the coachman, and then carried Xiaoyun into the carriage.

Tiger Roar sat outside, driving the carriage quickly and steadily to the best medical hall in the city.

The people in the medical hall were so frightened by Xiaoyun's blood that they didn't even rush to see it, and only let them go in first.

The owner of the hospital is away from home, leaving only one daughter here. The daughter's name is Hanging Pot, and it is much more convenient to treat Xiaoyun's injuries.

I don't know how the man stabbed it, the wound was very rough, and some of the flesh threads hung on the silk thread of the robe, which looked very abrasive.

But fortunately, Xiaoyun is afraid of the cold, and the clothes he wears are thick, which resists a little bit of strength, but he is afraid that if he goes a little deeper, he will break the artery.

Hanging pots

"Girl, please cure my maid." Not because Xiaoyun is the closest person around her, she rushes to her life-saving grace, Feng Xiaoyue is also very self-blaming, and she can't wait to give up everything just to let her live.

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