When Chu Lian arrived at Guilin Restaurant, Steward Qin personally led her to the private room of the person she was looking for.

As soon as Chu Lian entered the room, she heard voices coming from behind the screen.

"Brother Miao, if it wasn't for you today, we would have to wait an entire month to eat from Guilin Restaurant!"

"Oh?

Guilin Restaurant's business is this good? "

"Brother Miao, you've just arrived in Shengjing, so you don't know the situation here. The owner of Guilin Restaurant is extremely shrewd …"

Then, a deep and steady laugh sounded. "No matter how shrewd he is, can he compare to Brother Wang?"

Mr Wang of De 'an Restaurant sneered. "I'm not as good as that Jinyi Village Lord and I are not on the same level. His methods are much more brilliant than mine. Do you know how long it took for Guilin Restaurant to become so popular in Shengjing?"

"A month, two months?

Don't tell me it only took ten days?

Lao Wang, you can't brag like this. You have to do things step by step. When you brought me here just now, I saw clearly that this old alley isn't a good place to run a restaurant business. "

Mr Wang shook his head and chuckled. He pointed his index finger at his old friend, as if he had finally found something that could surprise his old friend. "Hmph, let me tell you, Brother Miao, it only took a day for this restaurant to become popular in the entire city!"

Doctor Miao, who was picking at the white pork with garlic paste, widened his eyes when he heard this. "Brother Wang, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Mr Wang of De 'an Restaurant glanced at his old friend with a pair of astute eyes. "Hmph, if you don't believe me, you can ask the village lord yourself when she comes."

"You're saying that the owner of this restaurant will come looking for us?"

Mr Wang didn't know what to do with his naive old friend. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Guilin Restaurant's three questions could only be answered by his old friend. This meant that these questions were originally prepared for Doctor Miao, and they were just there to wait for the fish to dive into the net.

The news had probably already reached Jinyi Village Lord's ears. It wouldn't be long before he would be able to meet the owner of Guilin Restaurant.

…

She took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement and agitation in her heart. She made her expression return to normal before slowly turning into the private room's screen. As soon as she went around the screen, she saw two people sitting in the private room drinking with each other.

Chu Lian bowed to the two of them and sat on the side of the square table facing the window.

Steward Qin personally stood guard outside the private room. An hour later, Chu Lian came out of the private room with her maidservant.

Steward Qin hurriedly followed behind Chu Lian and cautiously asked, "Has Third Madam's matter been settled?"

Chu Lian finally couldn't contain the excitement on her face anymore. She nodded and instructed Steward Qin, who was beside her, "Arrange for Miao Miao to stay in the courtyard house in Xuan A for the next few days. Seven days later, select a capable person to send Miao Miao to Count Jing 'an's estate."

After Chu Lian finished giving instructions, she brought her people back to Duke Jing 'an's estate.

As expected, the original text was right. Miracle Doctor Miao was a glutton. Under her intentional enticement and the bottle of wine that she personally brewed, Miracle Doctor Miao indeed came to an agreement with her. He agreed to personally visit Countess Jing 'an in seven days' time.

However, one of the conditions was that Chu Lian had to personally cook a dish that he hadn't eaten at Guilin Restaurant before.

This condition was too easy for Chu Lian. She didn't even need to think before agreeing to it.

On the way back to Count Jing 'an's estate, Chu Lian decided to make the crispy roasted duck that Royal Princess Duanjia had been talking about.

The carriage from Count Jing 'an's estate was traveling on the spacious bluestone streets when suddenly, a fast horse galloped towards them. One look and anyone could tell that the black horse wasn't an ordinary horse.

The manservant driving the carriage was worried that something would happen to the estate's carriage, so he slowed down and drove the carriage to the side of the street, trying his best to make way for the approaching horse.

However, the person on the horse didn't seem to appreciate his kindness at all. He continued to do his own thing and gradually moved closer to the carriage.

Without waiting for Count Jing 'an's manservant to stop him, the fast horse brushed past Chu Lian's carriage and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The curtain on Chu Lian's carriage was lifted slightly by the wind caused by the fast horse.

Inside the carriage, Chu Lian could only hear the galloping of the horse's hooves. Just as she was about to ask the guards outside what was going on, she saw a small bamboo tube being thrown into the carriage and landing on the carpet inside.

Chu Lian was just about to speak when she suddenly stopped. Her gaze slowly shifted to the bamboo tube.

She was all too familiar with the special patterns on the bamboo tube. When she asked for fresh oranges at Duke Zheng's Estate, she found the same pattern on the thin tube among the oranges. However, the pattern was even more subtle and smaller.

Xiyan, who was serving in the carriage, widened her eyes in shock. She also lowered her head to stare at the small bamboo tube on the carpet. She couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If it wasn't a small bamboo tube that had been thrown into the carriage but a hidden weapon, her mistress would have been injured by now.

Xiyan was just about to open her mouth to ask when Chu Lian tugged on her sleeve. Chu Lian frowned and shook her head.

Xiyan hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands and nodded at Chu Lian, implying that she wouldn't say anything.

At this moment, one of the guards on horseback came up to the side of the carriage and asked worriedly, "Third Young Mistress, are you alright?"

Chu Lian hurriedly calmed herself down and said, "I'm alright?

What's wrong? Did something happen outside? "

When he heard Chu Lian's voice, the guard seemed to finally let out a sigh of relief. "Third Young Mistress, if anything happens, please call me."

After waiting for a while, Chu Lian didn't hear any other sounds from outside the carriage. Only then did she reach out and pick up the bamboo tube. Holding it in her hand, Chu Lian took a deep breath and pulled out the stopper.

She poured out a rolled up piece of paper from the bamboo tube and gently smoothed it out. Two lines of thin gold writing could be seen on the paper.

Xiao Bojian's handwriting was completely different from He Changdi's. He Changdi's handwriting was powerful and majestic, but Xiao Bojian's handwriting was neat and tidy. There were very few places where it was connected.

It was said that a person's handwriting was like a person's, but no one would be able to tell that a person who wrote such meticulous handwriting was full of ambition.

It was clear that everything could be faked. What the eyes saw and what appeared on the surface could all be deceiving.

Xiyan stared at her mistress. She saw that Chu Lian's brows were furrowed and her expression wasn't good. She tried to call out softly, "Third Young Mistress, what's wrong?"

Chu Lian snapped out of her daze and casually handed the paper to Xiyan.

Xiyan took the paper and glanced at it. There weren't many words on it. It was an appointment for her mistress to meet at the Ying Duke's residence in half a month. Xiao Bojian had become the top scholar, and the old Ying Duke was his teacher. When the time came, he would hold a banquet to thank his teacher at the Ying Duke's residence.

Xiao Bojian hoped that Chu Lian would take this opportunity to return to her parents' home.

Xiyan pinched the paper and looked at Chu Lian worriedly. She pursed her lips uneasily, "Third Young Mistress, are you … going?"

Chu Lian stared at Xiyan for a while, then asked, "Xiyan, do you think I'll go?"

Xiyan lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Chu Lian. After a while, she finally said, "Young Master Xiao's status is not ordinary anymore …"

Chu Lian sneered. Not ordinary?

He was just a top scholar. Even if he had a mysterious force in his hands, so what? Chu Lian hadn't done anything that anyone had forced her to do.

Chu Lian took the paper from Xiyan's hand and instantly tore it to shreds. Then, she placed it in her hand stove and burned it to ashes. Chu Lian also threw the bamboo tube with the special engravings out of the carriage.

Xiyan's eyes widened as she stared at Chu Lian's actions. "Third Young Mistress, you're …"

"I'm not going. Even if he becomes a first-ranked official in the imperial court, it has nothing to do with me, much less if he becomes the top scholar. I'm now the third young mistress of Count Jing 'an's estate. I'm no longer the Sixth Young Mistress of the Ying Estate with no status or status." There were many people who were protecting her now!

Xiyan was stunned at first, but when she regained her senses, she smiled sweetly. There were even tears in her eyes.

Chu Lian was helpless. "Why are you crying?"

Xiyan hurriedly wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and smiled through her tears. "Third Young Mistress, I'm not crying. I'm happy!"

She was really happy!

Compared to the Sixth Young Mistress of the past, she preferred the current Third Young Mistress of Count Jing 'an's estate. It was great that the Third Young Mistress could think so clearly!

When the carriage returned to Count Jing 'an's estate, the master and servant both pretended that the bamboo tube in the carriage had never existed. Chu Lian continued to live her lazy life. She didn't believe that Xiao Bojian would send people to Count Jing' an's estate to capture her if she didn't go to the Ying Estate. Xiao Bojian didn't have the guts to do so.

Seven days later, Miracle Doctor Miao was personally sent to Count Jing 'an's estate by Steward Qin as promised. Chu Lian had already told Matriarch He about this.

On this day, Chu Lian invited Royal Princess Duanjia over. Because this matter involved Countess Jing 'an's health, He Erlang also returned to the estate despite his busy schedule.

The Dragon Guards of the Left Guard had been assigned a mission. He Changjue was going to leave for Zhangzhou, a neighboring city in Shengjing, the day after tomorrow. He Changjue wanted to take this opportunity to return to the estate and bid farewell to his family. When the time came, he would set off directly from the west gate with the commander of the Dragon Guards.

Chu Lian personally made roast duck to entertain this miracle doctor who loved good food.

When the miracle doctor came out of Countess Jing 'an's bedroom, even Chu Lian stood up anxiously to welcome him.

"Mister Miao, can Mother's illness be cured?"

Miracle Doctor Miao nodded affirmatively. "Don't worry, Xiangjun. Madam's illness isn't at its most serious yet. It can be cured. However, there are some things that I have to tell you."

Matriarch He, who was sitting on the main seat, suddenly felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her chest. She said with a relaxed expression, "Mister Miao, please speak. As long as it's something that our estate can do, we will definitely do it."

"This matter can be said to be simple, but it can also be said to be difficult." Miracle Doctor Miao stroked his half-white beard as he said this.

Chu Lian listened attentively. She didn't dare to miss a single word from Miracle Doctor Miao.