Following.

There was a knock on the door of the General's Mansion from the very beginning.

The doorman roared, and the man simply knelt at the door and didn't leave.

But it seems that the person is dressed up, and he is the miscellaneous turtle man in the green building.

This kind of person kneeling in front of the general's mansion is all kinds of bad luck.

"Please, sir! It's a life-saving thing! My sister Xiang has had unbearable abdominal pain since Yin, and she has been looking for several doctors but she has not been able to find a good person——"

"You bustards are not feeling well, what are you doing in our General's Mansion? Don't hurry up, grind again, I'll serve with a staff! ”

"No, no, no, I'm here to find, to find Miss Heqi! She told Sister Xiang yesterday that if the abdominal pain is unbearable, remember to come to her to get medicine! ”

It's He Qi again?!

Is she really a miracle doctor herself?

The doorman was shocked, the general woke up at He Yunchu's hands yesterday, and the whole city knew about it.

Is there still a relationship between her and the old bustard in the green building?

Just as he was thinking, the door creaked open.

I saw that the woman in scarlet clothes was quite tall, yawning and stretching her waist, and I was not surprised to see this scene.

Gui Gong changed direction at the same time: "Miss He Qi! Please save Sister Xiang! ”

In order to ensure that Zhao Su was released from prison last night, He Yunchu waited late in the General's Mansion last night.

I simply borrowed it for the night.

Glancing at the turtle father, He Yunchu walked down the stairs and said, "Let's go." ”

It's exactly what I expected.

It seems that he is not going to the Qinglou, but to the Gaomen Hou Mansion.

The door servant is despised, this He Yunchu is really depraved!

He Yunchu didn't care about the eyes of others.

Her ambition yesterday was not a whim, women in this era are too weak.

He Qingyu can be so arrogant because He Yunchu has no support behind him.

Yesterday's escape was half of luck, in this powerful imperial capital, if she didn't care a little, she might be played to death.

However, since ancient times, money power is an aphrodisiac, if you want not to be bullied, the most important thing is that

Do!

Money!

So she had the foresight and left an introduction to Sister Xiang.

Yesterday, she told Meng Ke that she had somewhere to go, and it was not on a whim, but she made up her mind, and what she wanted to go back to was Qinglou.

When she returned to Liuxiufang, passers-by saw her with complicated eyes.

"You say, people who sell themselves in the Qinglou have a good appearance, what does it mean that she is disfigured like this, what does it mean that she has to go to the Qinglou?"

"People saved General Meng yesterday, and she is in the limelight, so it's hard to guarantee that no man will order her."

"Yes, and she is so graceful, and she was once the prince's woman, maybe someone will rush to it!"

"Shhhh

He Yunchu crossed his hands on his hips and said with disgust: "You think your voice is very small? Do you need me to shout to you with another trumpet? ”

'Whew'.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

The ears are instantly cleared.

The turtle swallowed violently, and a very amazing thought came to him-

If He Yunchu is in Liuxiufang in the future, will they at least be able to quarrel without falling behind?

When I entered the door, I heard Sister Xiang's cry for help from a distance.

"What about He, He Qi? It's not about to kill my mother! Why don't you get her for me! ”

He Yunchu leaned against the door frame and said lazily, "Sister Xiang is here." ”

"Ouch, my ancestors!" When Sister Xiang saw her, she almost rolled off the bed: "Grandma, what did you give me?!" ”

He Yunchu lowered his head, took out an equally dark pill from his sleeve, and squeezed it in his hand.

She made it clear that she was talking about the conditions.

How could Sister Xiang not understand?

The people who have come over know how to see things best.

Sister Xiang has already seen He Yunchu's posture yesterday.

She put that sentence down, which means that the matter is not over.

She rolled on the bed in pain: "What do you want to do, you say!" ”

"Cooperate, Sister Xiang."

He Yunchu was not afraid that she would turn her face and not recognize anyone, so he walked over and fed the medicine to Sister Xiang and sat down at the head of her bed.

Gui Gong said worriedly: "Sister Xiang, this, this woman can't believe it!" ”

He Yunchu admitted his mistake very bluntly: "I was offended yesterday, but I also have a chip in my hand, right?" ”

Sister Xiang swallowed the medicine and looked at He Yunchu with her eyes.

It's impossible to say not to be angry.

Even if she asks someone to send He Yunchu to the government now, this cheap hoof can't struggle for the slightest.

However, Sister Xiang firmly remembered He Yunchu's words.

"Do you want to be the richest woman in Fufeng City?"

Sister Xiang has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and her heart has long been as cold as the fan in her hand.

The only thing that appeals is money.

Who hates more money?

And He Yunchu repeatedly made her change her opinion, not only did she not suffer a loss in He San, but also showed her medical skills in the General's Mansion.

And the poison on his body, the doctors next to him can't see it.

After taking the medicine she gave, the pain in her abdomen gradually stopped!

This woman... Is it really as simple as it rumors?

Thinking of this, she hesitantly asked, "What can you bring me?" ”

He Yunchu clasped his arms with both hands, and he was interested: "Then it depends on what Sister Xiang wants?" ”

"If I want, you can do it?"

"Let me guess," He Yunchu approached her and nodded softly: "Sister Xiang wants this Liuxiu Fang to be the first to help the wind?" ”

That's naturally a lifelong thought, but how easy is it to talk about?!

She has been camping in Fufeng City for nearly ten years, and it has only taken shape that she has begun to take shape.

and the Zhaoyue Fang next door, it is completely incomparable.

"Give me a month." He Yunchu said: "Within a month, the business control will listen to me, not to mention the daily income, at least double the harvest. ”

Double the harvest?

One month?

Sister Xiang only thought that she was a fool and said dream: "Do you know what you're talking about? Even if I promise you, if you don't do it, what will you pay for the loss of January? ”

He Yunchu beckoned and asked Gu Gong to get a pen and paper.

The turtles and the little ones who didn't pick up customers during the day all gathered around.

looked at He Yunchu curiously, wondering what chips she would take out to talk to Sister Xiang.

You know, she doesn't want money now, let alone fame, and she's disfigured.

No matter how you look at it, there is no condition to exchange with Sister Xiang.

But He Yunchu was not in a hurry at all.

Because she didn't know how to use the brush, the ink was faint when she put down the pen, but when the three words of the deed of sale jumped on the paper, everyone was still shocked.

The former Miss Hefu Yanqi, the crown princess of the East Palace...

... actually sold himself in a green building.

He Yunchu presented it dignifiedly: There is a female surname He Yunchu, from now on, she will be committed to Liuxiufang, take over your fang within a month, and promote it to the first place in Fufeng City, otherwise, the deed of sale will be indefinite.

The pen was thrown and a red handprint was pressed on it.

Handing the paper to Sister Xiang, she looked relaxed: "Now relieved?" ”

Sister Xiang was shocked, she had seen many people.

But the official lady is the most hypocritical, and selling herself in the Qinglou is equivalent to having no future for the rest of her life.

She clenched the deed of sale in her hand and half-raised a smile: "You'd better do what you say." ”

That's a yes.

He Yunchu rushed the duck to the shelf: "In duplicate, Sister Xiang also pressed a handprint." ”

got the one stamped by Sister Xiang, and He Yunchu put it in his arms.

Sister Xiang was curious: "Where do you plan to start?" ”

"Don't worry, I've already thought about it, and I'll start tomorrow."

The next day, Sister Xiang got up early in the morning, looked downstairs, and almost fainted-

"Congratulations! Cloud! Beginning! ”