Chapter 179: Chapter 179

In the evening, Yu Xiaolian and Miao Yingyao lay on a bed, chatting about everything from the sea to the sky, discussing the Witch Clan, the Imperial Family, having a great time.

Yu Xiaolian was glad she didn’t turn a blind eye. She discovered Miao Yingyao was quite amusing, always making her laugh out loud.

Of course, fearing that Sun and Yu Changhe might hear, she always covered her mouth while laughing.

As the conversation continued, they eventually started talking about Xi Sijin.

Miao Yingyao gnashed her teeth and said, "That old witch Xi Sijin, I will never let her go."

When Xi Sijin was mentioned, Yu Xiaolian couldn’t help but think of the Fluffy-Feathered Bird, hastily asking, "Can any Fluffy-Feathered Bird find someone who has Gu on them, and can it identify what type of Gu it is? For example, the Longevity Gu on me, can Xi Sijin find me through that bird?"

Miao Yingyao replied, "Rest assured, that’s not possible, the bird isn’t that magical. It can only smell up to a hundred meters, beyond that it can’t detect anything. If the Fluffy-Feathered Bird was that miraculous, do you think you could have hidden for over ten years?

People with Gu have a special scent, which we call Cold Condensed Fragrance. The Fluffy-Feathered Bird finds people from the Witch Clan in a crowd using its sense of smell.

But, I don’t know if Brother Yunfan or Aunt Yuesheng ever told you, your blood has a different scent from others, it’s best you protect yourself and not get injured. I was able to track you from the post station because of the scent of your blood. Where did you get injured?"

Yu Xiaolian raised her hand, "Just a small cut on my finger."

Miao Yingyao further advised, "You should make a sachet with Xinyi Flower, Mugwort, Didan Grass, and... then wear it on you. This sachet can interfere with the Fluffy-Feathered Bird’s sense of smell.

I thought that Fluffy-Feathered Bird, which had been with Xi Sijin for over twenty years, had long died. This bird sure has a long lifespan.

However, if Xi Sijin dared to capture me, I will have my revenge on both her and the bird."

Yu Xiaolian asked, "Didn’t you say Xi Sijin’s Gu poison is unparalleled and that your clan couldn’t deal with her?"

Miao Yingyao said, "How could it be that there’s no way to deal with her. Back then, those sent to capture her grew up with her, either had familial ties or friendships. They merely couldn’t bear to capture her when they saw her pregnant.

After being kidnapped by Xi Sijin, my clan in the Flower House will certainly inform my father. This time, my father will not let her go."

Yu Xiaolian secretly thought, if Miao Chengwang could really deal with Xi Sijin and her Fluffy-Feathered Bird, that would be great. But she feared Miao Chengwang might not have the capability.

The next morning after Yu Xiaolian got up, washed up, and left some food and drink for Miao Yingyao, she went next door to have breakfast.

At noon, Fu Zihan came over to give Yu Xiaolian the fragrance pills she had concocted. "Just place this fragrance pill in the incense burner and light it. After burning, the whole room will be filled with fragrance. Try it out, it’s ’Goose Plow’s Account Fragrance,’ my favorite scent, it smells so good."

Talking about her expertise in fragrances, Fu Zihan’s expression carried a trace of satisfaction as she enthusiastically explained to Yu Xiaolian the method of making the fragrance.

"I made this fragrance pill this morning, and it hasn’t fully dried yet. Dry it completely after you get back before using it."

Yu Xiaolian thanked Fu Zihan and accepted a small box of fragrance pills.

It was obvious Fu Zihan had dressed up today. With makeup on and a grass-green embroidered floral brocade dress, she looked like a summer fairy, ethereal and lively.

In terms of looks, Fu Zihan surpassed Xiao Fangfei, but why did Jun Yian leave Fu Zihan unloved, favoring Xiao Fangfei alone?

Compared to Fu Zihan, Xiao Fangfei, though slightly inferior in looks and family background, was a genuine talent in literary and artistic fields, excelling in all.

Yu Xiaolian glanced again at the bold and forthright Fu Zihan.

If not for her strong family background, Fu Zihan might be the kind of character in a palace intrigue drama who wouldn’t survive more than two episodes.

But relying solely on family background probably isn’t enough to maintain an undefeated position in the scheming royal harem, right?

Fu Zihan practically had everything except Jun Yian’s heart.

Sometimes, a man’s true affection can be the most unreliable thing.

Yu Xiaolian concluded that Fu Zihan was probably someone who appears foolish but is actually wise.

After showing Yu Xiaolian her makeup, Fu Zihan peeked at the opposite side, "In the next few days, those female students will send their maids over to buy things from you. Just wait for them to bring you money. I’m leaving now."

Yu Xiaolian saw Fu Zihan to the door and coincidentally ran into Fu Qing coming over. Fu Zihan paused, obediently greeting, "Sixth Uncle."

Fu Qing had come to Taotao Residence to buy wine for Jun Mobai. Unexpectedly, he ran into Fu Zihan. Seeing Fu Zihan and Yu Xiaolian’s close behavior, he raised an eyebrow, "You two know each other?"

Yu Xiaolian remained silent, Fu Zihan replied, "Xiaolian is a new friend I met in Luocheng. Sixth Uncle, why aren’t you with Jun Mobai?"

Her Sixth Uncle was Jun Mobai’s most trusted personal guard, often inseparable from Jun Mobai.

Fu Qing frowned, "Zihan, don’t be rude!"

Fu Zihan pouted, so what if she called Jun Mobai by name? Jun Mobai calls you Granduncle Old Fox behind your back, and I’ve never seen you displeased!

Fu Zihan didn’t feel she was rude. She waved at Fu Qing, "Sixth Uncle, I’ve got something to do, I’m off now!"

Fu Qing shouted at Fu Zihan’s back, "Next time remember to call him Princely Heir!"

Fu Zihan climbed into the carriage, lifted the small curtain, and stubbornly said, "Then make Jun Mobai stop calling my grandpa an old fox, he was the one who was rude first."

After Fu Zihan finished speaking, she had the carriage leave immediately.

Fu Qing furrowed his brows, his cousin was still as straightforward as ever, with no subtlety, expressing all her emotions openly.

You might say she’s foolish, but she’s not. She has very good relations, even favored by the Empress, and the Concubine who is at odds with the Empress likes her too.

Even the mother of their Princely Heir, Princess Consort Huainan, liked her.

Fu Qing couldn’t understand what made Fu Zihan so likable?

This girl’s straightforward nature, lack of elegance, and unsweetened words sometimes could be really annoying. That irritating manner had a certain resemblance to her cunning grandfather.

No wonder among the many younger generations of the Fu Family, Fu Yi liked Fu Zihan the most.

Grandfather and granddaughter were very alike.

Fu Qing silently vented, then turned to Yu Xiaolian and asked, "What’s the name of the wine with the tin bottle from that day? Is there any left? I want a hundred bottles!"

"The wine is called Old White Dry, there is still some, but not a hundred bottles. The shop currently only has eight bottles.

However, we’ve got other kinds of wine in the shop that are also very good. Would Master Fu like to try them?"

That was a peculiar name for a wine.

Yet, Fu Qing soon realized, compared to the name Old White Dry, it was relatively normal.

Names like Niu Er and Burned Knife are the real oddities.

This Old White Dry is what the Princely Heir specifically requested. He wanted a lot because he plans to take it back to the Capital, where their Prince loves wine like life itself. The Princely Heir, being so filial, rarely finds such good wine and surely wants to take plenty back. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

Fu Qing thought, since they’re not in a hurry to leave, he gave Yu Xiaolian ten days to prepare a hundred bottles of Old White Dry.