Chapter 210 Sincerity
The next day Wen Mingqian went to Liu Cuiyi's place and found Lingxi Incense. The reason Liu Cuiyi had this thing was because Sang Sanyang gave it to her.
In his early years, Sang Sanyang went to the Western Regions to do business, and by chance he got a bottle of fragrant incense.
Liu Cuiyi asked Mother Zhao to open the box and find it.
Seeing that she was recovering well, Wen Mingqian asked: "Your mother-in-law didn't cause you any more trouble, did she?"
"It's calming down, sister, don't worry." Liu Cuiyi smiled.
"It's only been a few days since I last saw this child, but he's already growing up. He's getting fairer and cuter." Wen Mingqian looked at Liu Cuiyi's son and said, "I guess he doesn't like crying, right?"
"He is still very well-behaved, but he will cry if there is no one to hold him at dusk." Liu Cuiyi looked at her son lovingly and said, "The nanny I found has a lot of milk, and the child can eat it."
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"Miss San'er is more careful than us and takes good care of this child. We all also said that despite her young age, she can actually take care of a child in confinement so well." Mother Zhao said Lingxixiang He handed it to Wen Mingqian and said with a smile.
Sang Er held the child in his arms and was carefully wiping his cheeks with a warm towel.
It can be seen that she really likes this child. Speaking of blood, this thing is really magical. After all, this child is her cousin.
"I will take this incense away first and return it to you in a while." Wen Mingqian said, "Sang'er should stay here. We will wait until the child is a hundred days old."
"Sister, just use it, it doesn't matter." Liu Cuiyi said, "I have recovered quite well these days. When the full moon comes out, I will go to my sister's place to sit."
After Wen Mingqian returned, he studied the spice carefully for several days.
She has most of the ingredients here, but there are only two auxiliary ingredients missing.
But this didn't bother her. Although the two missing spices couldn't be found, they could be blended with other spices to create a similar taste.
If you don't know Lingxixiang very well, you won't be able to tell the difference.
After another three days of work, Wen Mingqian finally mixed the incense and delivered it to Zhong's house in person.
Mrs. Fang was overjoyed and thanked Wen Mingqian: "I can't thank you enough. You've really helped us a lot."
"It's also a coincidence. I can make it, but you have to explain to Princess Chu that this is just an imitation of Lingxi incense, not pure. At most, it has an eighty-nine-point resemblance." Wen Mingqian said.
"This is already extremely rare. Don't worry, I will tell the truth. Your contribution cannot be covered up." Fang said and asked someone to bring a large box of precious spices to thank Wen Mingqian.
A few days later, Mrs. Fang came to Wen Mingqian's residence again and said happily: "The princess was so happy that she got that fragrance. I told her that it was all made by your skillful hands. She also said she wanted to meet her. As for you, she happens to be short of an incense maker and would like to invite you over.”
If such an opportunity were presented to ordinary people, they would readily accept it, but Wen Mingqian refused.
"The princess is kind-hearted, and I should appreciate it. It's just that everything comes in a first-come, first-served manner. The place I live in now was given to me by Princess Zhao. If I go to Princess Chu now, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate."
A word reminded Fang, and she hurriedly said: "Look at me, I'm so happy. I didn't even expect this, but what you said makes sense."
On the surface, it seems that Princess Zhao and Princess Chu have a good relationship, but there is an extremely important conflict between the two families.
Both the Crown Prince of Zhao and the Crown Prince of Chu were elected to the palace. Although Prince Zhao entered the palace first and was the Queen's nephew, there was no final conclusion.
What's more, many people say that the Prince of Chu is more outstanding than the Prince of Zhao, and seems to be more popular with the emperor.
After all, the queen originally chose Prince Zhao's son, and the emperor then proposed to welcome the prince of Chu into the palace.
It is said that if two people study together, it is easier to improve their knowledge.
But everyone knows that there are variables hidden here.
"Actually, it's nothing. If Princess Chu asks about it later, all you need to do is say that I've been sick these days, and there will be no more details about my coming and going." Wen Mingqian smiled. Sure enough, this matter reached the ears of Princess Zhao within a few days, and she was very concerned about Wen Mingqian.
Hearing that Princess Chu wanted to recruit her to her side, Princess Zhao chose to wait and see what would happen.
Wen Mingqian did not disappoint her, and he declined Princess Chu's invitation.
So that day, she ordered someone to invite Wen Mingqian into the house. After drinking a cup of tea, she slowly said: "I heard that you have been ill these days. Wouldn't you feel better?"
Wen Mingqian smiled slightly after hearing this and replied: "Princess Lao is feeling much better now."
"I heard that Princess Chu is attracted by your craftsmanship and wants you to serve her. Why don't you go?" Princess Zhao asked.
"I live in the east city, and the Prince of Chu's palace is in the west city. They are too far apart." Wen Mingqian pointed out, "I really can't afford the hassle."
When Princess Zhao heard what she said, she stopped asking further questions and just smiled.
At this moment, a maid hurriedly ran over and said, "Princess, the prince is suffering from asthma, but the doctor in the palace is not here."
"What? Then where has he been?!" Princess Zhao became anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly stood up and ran to her son's yard.
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Everyone hurriedly followed, and Wen Mingqian naturally couldn't sit there peacefully, so he also got up and hurried over.
Princess Zhao was too impatient. When she entered the door, she tripped over the threshold and twisted her foot.
Everyone hurriedly checked, and Princess Zhao said impatiently: "What are you doing around me? I can't die. Look at the child!"
The child was born in the same year, month and day as Gong Changan, but due to congenital deficiencies, he grew thin and pale.
At this time, he was lying there flat, his chest rising and falling violently, and hoarse breathing sounds coming from his throat from time to time.
"Where is the medicine bag you usually use?" Princess Zhao asked, "Have you smelled it for him?"
"I smelled it, I smelled it, but it didn't work very well." The people waiting around me cried anxiously.
"Princess, why don't you let me try it!" Wen Mingqian took off the purse he was wearing, "I also have mild asthma, so I will carry this with me."
In fact, she was lying. She would take this purse with her every time she entered Prince Zhao's Mansion, just so that it would come in handy one day.
The so-called emergency medical treatment, in such a critical situation, how could Princess Zhao not let her try?
What's more, she also thought Wen Mingqian was a stable and reliable person.
Wen Mingqian hurried to the child and gently placed his purse on his mouth and nose.
There are calming spices like benzoin and many medicinal herbs specifically used to treat asthma.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, the child obviously calmed down a lot.
"Amitabha, thank God!" People nearby couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name.
"Let the second young master breathe a little longer." Wen Mingqian said, "It seems to be quite effective at the moment."
After a while, the child's breathing was completely normal.
Princess Zhao was also helped to come closer, and she stared closely at her youngest son's face and asked, "My son, how do you feel about this moment?"
The child opened his eyes and said feebly: "I feel better."