MTL - The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry

Chapter 41: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Robbed a Folk Girl

 The heavy snow has stopped for the first time, roads are difficult to clear, goods are backlogged, and water transportation is on the rise.

Although it was the Su family, a large family in the main city of Xiliang, who started water transportation this time, with a stable foundation and wide connections, many people still have a wait-and-see attitude.

 After all, water is dangerous and no one dares to risk it.

The third young master of the Su family is young but very adventurous. When he saw all the merchants, he didn't dare to stretch his legs, so he gritted his teeth and reduced the cost of water transportation to 10%.

If road transportation requires one hundred taels of silver, then water transportation only requires ten taels.

 Faced with such a huge temptation, some people are willing to try something new.

The few medicine shops in the main city of Huajia have medicinal materials exchanges with shops in other cities. The medicine shop of Huajia also accumulated a lot of medicinal materials during the snowstorm.

The third young master of the Su family wants to talk to the Hua family, but he has been unable to choose the person to come forward.

Ling Wei, the eldest daughter-in-law in charge of the Hua family, did not agree with water transportation at all, but Tao Yuxian thought it was worth a try.

Since Fan Qingyao got rid of the charcoal business, he has been taken by Tao Yuxian all day long, always accompanying his grandmother and his eldest sister-in-law.

Whenever the eldest daughter-in-law Ling Wei sees Fan Qingyao standing next to the old lady, her eyes are on fire.

Fan Qingyao is very self-aware that she is disliked by others, but every time she wants to avoid being disliked, her grandmother will hold her hand and say firmly, "You are my granddaughter."

On this day, Fan Qingyao had just returned from his grandmother's stay. Nanny Xu said anxiously, "The little miss is not good. The miss is ill."

Fan Qingyao's expression changed and he rushed directly into the yard.

The mother on the bed looked sallow and her brows were furrowed.

Fan Qingyao carefully checked her mother's pulse. Although the problem was not serious, she still couldn't relax. "My mother's pulse is weak and slippery. It's obvious that she has been overworked, but what happened?"

Xu Yan knew that some words did not say that she shouldn't say, but she looked at her lady's face that had just raised her complexion and faded again. How can this heart not hurt?

Hunting her teeth, Nanny Xu turned around and took out a bunch of things from the bed cabinet and stuffed them into Fan Qingyao's hand.

 “Little miss, you’d better see for yourself.”

Fan Qingyao lowered his head slightly, but his face completely darkened with just one glance.

She thought that after that day, her irresponsible father would realize something, but instead he started to secretly write letters to her mother, asking her mother to take her back.

 Looking at every word in the letter that seemed to be sincere, Fan Qingyao felt very ridiculous.

"Crescent moon, why don't we go back." Huayue Lian on the bed didn't know when she opened her eyes.

Only by going back can her Yueya have a serious status, and only by going back can her Yueya find a good husband.

 She cannot delay her only crescent moon just because of her temporary comfort.

Fan Qingyao lowered his head and asked softly, "Mother, do you want to go back?"

Hua Yuelian suddenly laughed, with such bitterness and helplessness, "It doesn't matter whether mother wants it or not? Mother just wants you to go back, and I want you to have an upright identity."

Fan Qingyao held his mother's hand tightly, his raised eyes were extremely cold, "In addition to giving me a surname, what else has the Fan family given me over the years? If I really rely on begging to get a so-called identity, then this It’s okay not to have an identity!”

 “Crescent moon…”

“Mother, I believe that your Crescent Moon can carry me and you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Qingyao stood up and left.

Hua Yuelian was a little stunned.

She always thought that returning to Fan Mansion would be the best destination for her family Yue Ya. She also always thought that Yue Ya wanted to go back and acknowledge her ancestors, but looking at Yue Ya's determined look just now...

 Could it be that she had made a mistake?

On the other hand, Nanny Xu comforted her and said, "Miss, don't look at me because I am small, but my brain is not inferior to others. Miss, please don't worry about me."

Hua Yuelian nodded, and after a long time she murmured, "It seems that I really thought wrong..." In the room in the side courtyard, Fan Qingyao's eyes were cold and his heart was even colder.

 What a Fan family!

First he treated her softly and hard, and now he put a sharp knife engraved with virtue on her mother's neck.

 It’s really a shame for them.

The next morning, Fan Qingyao went out early.

Looking at the murderous look on her little lady's face, Aunt Xu was afraid that something was going to happen and hurriedly followed her out. However, before she could speak, Fan Qingyao blocked her back.

Facing Nanny Xu’s worried gaze, Fan Qingyao showed a reassuring smile.

 It's just a Fan Mansion, so why bother with so much effort?

Tightening the cotton cloak around him, Fan Qingyao hurried out of Hua's house, but before he could take a few steps, he felt something pressing on his feet.

Fan Qingyao looked down and saw a white dough bun on her feet. As if he noticed her gaze, the bun also turned its little head and raised its head.

A pair of blue eyes were as round as glutinous rice balls, and it seemed to have noticed that Fan Qingyao was also looking at it. It stood up slowly and proudly, but it was too small, and Fan Qingyao accidentally followed it. Qingyao's shoes fell down.

　　The furry little head was inserted directly into the snowdrift, leaving only two short legs standing against the wind.

Fan Qingyao stretched out his hand to pick it up and pressed its pink and tender nose, "Whose kitten are you from?"

The little thing seemed to dislike the name kitten very much. He raised his head proudly and even the tail behind his buttocks was pouted.

 Fan Qingyao, “…”

Although the calves are only two inches, they are quite impressive...

"Taxue, come here." A cold voice sounded slowly.

The voice was very soft, as if it was gone with the wind.

Fan Qingyao couldn't hear the sound of wind in his ears. Instead, the little thing in his hand heard it clearly. He immediately twisted his soft little body and jumped out of Fan Qingyao's hand. Go down.

Fan Qingyao quickly lowered his head to look for it, only to see the little thing biting the corner of her skirt and pulling continuously.

It was really too small, and Fan Qingyao didn't want to hurt it, so he simply followed its wishes.

A carriage was parked quietly in the alley not far away. The little thing pulled Fan Qingyao until he saw the carriage before he let go. He completely ignored the hem of the skirt where he had bitten a hole, and walked towards it with great effort. The carriage climbs.

Fan Qingyao sighed, picked it up, looked at the carriage and said softly, "Excuse me..."

Before he finished speaking, the closed carriage door suddenly opened, and a hand that looked like white porcelain stretched out.

Pure white expanded sleeves half-cover the back of the hands, and the slender fingers bloom slowly like an epiphyllum.

Fan Qingyao quickly put the little thing in his arms over, but unexpectedly the hand actually grasped her wrist. His eyes were dazzled when the sudden force pulled her into the carriage.

In the dim carriage, leaning on a soft couch made of white fur, a young man who was as quiet as a valley and glowing with the moonlight was leaning.

Fan Qingyao looked at the familiar face wearing a golden crown and frowned, "What does this mean, Your Highness?"

Baili Fengming looked at her, with a half-hearted smile in his bottomless eyes, "Robbing a common girl by force."

 Fan Qingyao, “…”

 Do you still remember that you are the crown prince of Xiliang?

Baili Fengming looked at the speechlessness written on the palm-sized face, smiled softly, and then shouted to the outside at a slightly too loud voice, "Let's go."

As the wheels rolled slowly, Fan Qingyao became quiet.

After all, His Majesty the Crown Prince can even do such things as robbing civilian girls. Even if she is struggling, it will be in vain. She might as well cooperate, and maybe a quick victory can be achieved.

 (End of this chapter)