nucmednet Chapter 56 is, of course, a medicine to prevent miscarriage.
Chapter 56 is, of course, a medicine to prevent miscarriage.
Su Mowan did not go to Fenghua Palace tonight.
She knew that the reason Murong Jing sent Granny Wei to urge her to return was not because he really wanted to see her, but simply because he wanted her to come back to the manor.
Just then, Granny Wei said that Manager Qian from Zui Jin Zhao had arrived a while ago, so Su Mowan headed straight for Huangfeng Garden.
However, she encountered an uninvited guest at the west gate.
Shen Muyue, accompanied by two maids, was waiting at the entrance of the west courtyard with an unhappy expression.
Su Mowan stopped in her tracks.
In front of Shen Muyue, she deliberately signaled to Yinshuang to go back and make a bowl of steamed egg custard, which she would send to Murong Jing later.
Yinshuang responded and entered the west courtyard.
Because Murong Jing had previously given an order for her not to step into the West Courtyard, Shen Muyue had no choice but to wait at the entrance of the West Courtyard to block people. However, as soon as she blocked people, she was caught in a display of affection that was not meant to be intimate, which made her face turn green with anger.
"Su Mowan, I heard you went to the palace with the prince today?"
She said bitterly.
Su Mowan lifted her eyelids and smiled somewhat roguishly.
"Yes, what's wrong? Oh, perhaps His Highness forgot to call Consort Shen. Next time, I will definitely remind His Highness to call Consort Shen next time."
This "whether you come or not is up to me" expression infuriated Shen Muyue.
Her chest heaved as she gritted her teeth and glared, saying, "Who wants to go with you! I don't care!"
"You don't care?"
Su Mowan's face showed an expression of understanding.
"No wonder I asked the Prince before I left this morning if I should call out to Consort Shen, but he said no. It turns out the Prince already knew that Consort Shen didn't care about entering the palace. He's so considerate that I'm jealous!"
"..."
Shen Muyue choked so hard that she almost suffocated.
Su Mowan smiled sarcastically to herself. She was really just looking for trouble. She didn't have time to argue with Shen Muyue. Manager Qian was still waiting.
"Since Consort Shen has nothing to say, I will go in."
As he spoke, one foot was already on the threshold.
Shen Muyue immediately yelled at her.
"Su Mowan, wait a minute!"
"Just say it all at once."
Su Mowan turned around, leaned against the courtyard gate, and said with a condescending expression, "I have things to do, I'll give you half a cup of tea's time."
Shen Muyue's face flushed red and then turned pale. In her eyes, Su Mowan's expression was nothing short of a provocation.
She gritted her teeth angrily: "So what if you think you're so great? It's just that I'm in charge of three unprofitable businesses, why are you working so hard?"
"Of course we have to work hard."
Su Mowan glanced at her, her words laced with sarcasm: "I'm not like Consort Shen, who controls the household's expenses and can allocate money to whomever she wants, or cut it off when she's unhappy. I'm really going to great lengths to ensure we have enough to eat in the future!"
Shen Muyue clenched her fists; Su Mowan was using the previous incident to mock her.
"Since you are so proud and willing to rely on yourself, I will of course grant your wish. I wish you great success and a miraculous recovery!"
"Thank you."
Su Mowan knew perfectly well that Shen Muyue was trying to annoy her, and immediately said impatiently, "We still have two more sentences to say."
Shen Muyue gritted her teeth: "Why did you go to the palace with the prince today?"
That's what you really want to ask, isn't it?
Su Mowan was quite honest and frankly said with a smile, "I went to see the Emperor and Empress, had a meal, and brought back some medicine."
Speaking of those medicines, Su Mowan felt a headache coming on.
"What medicine?"
Shen Muyue stared intently at her.
It's less about curiosity and more about seeking verification.
Su Mowan looked at Shen Muyue's beautiful face, which was now tightly taut, and couldn't help but laugh, "Of course it's a pregnancy-stabilizing medicine."
Even after she had walked away, Shen Muyue, who was still reeling from the shock, was still in shock.
Her face was deathly pale.
Caiwei and Caihong hesitated for a moment before Caiwei finally mustered the courage to step forward and persuade them, "Miss, everyone's gone. Shall we go back to the courtyard?"
Shen Muyue was completely stunned.
She muttered to herself, "That bitch got pregnant first, how am I going to explain this to Father now..."
Caiwei looked somewhat reluctant, but still whispered to comfort her, "Miss, don't be discouraged. Getting pregnant doesn't guarantee you'll be able to give birth!"
That one sentence instantly brightened Shen Muyue's eyes, which had been ashen.
She was almost frantic: "Yes, yes, how could I not have thought of that! If she's pregnant, so be it! Let her be smug for a few days! She's useless if she can't give birth!"
When Su Mowan returned to Huangfeng Garden, she indeed saw Manager Qian waiting in the side hall.
When she went in, a maid was serving tea to Manager Qian.
Upon seeing her enter, the maidservant curtsied and prepared to leave.
Su Mowan stopped her and instructed, "Go and get the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."
When the maid brought over the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, Su Mowan wrote out the Arabic numerals from zero to nine on the paper, and then wrote the Chinese characters for one to nine after the Arabic numerals to correspond with them.
"Manager Qian, come and see. I have written down all the corresponding symbols. You just need to remember the symbols corresponding to one to nine. It will be easier to keep accounts using these simple symbols."
Shopkeeper Qian took the Xuan paper and glanced at it. After scanning all ten symbols on it, he asked, "Why doesn't this circle have a corresponding number?"
Su Mowan smiled and said, "You should match the other nine together first, and I'll explain this circle to you later."
"Okay, but..."
Shopkeeper Qian hesitated for a moment, then spoke frankly: "It doesn't look that simple to me."
Su Mowan smiled faintly: "You'll find out in a moment."
After Manager Qian finally memorized the nine symbols, Su Mowan picked up a brush and dipped it in ink.
"Now, I'll demonstrate how to write these symbols."
Manager Qian quickly moved closer.
Su Mowan gripped her sleeve with one hand and began writing on the paper with the other.
"Although this looks simple, I'm afraid you won't be able to write it if you haven't done it before."
After reading it once, Manager Qian nodded: "I really couldn't write it, but it's almost done now."
Su Mowan took another piece of paper and began writing as she spoke.
"That's good. Now let's talk about this circle. Draw a circle after the number 1, and it's ten. Draw two circles, and it's one hundred. Draw three circles, and it's one thousand. Draw four circles, and it's ten thousand. Draw five circles, and it's one hundred thousand."
Suddenly, Manager Qian's eyes lit up. Taking advantage of her pause, he used this example to illustrate his point: "After the number 2, one circle is 20, two circles are 200, three circles are 2000, and so on for 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9!"
"Yes."
Su Mowan thought that Manager Qian's IQ was just average.
He immediately felt much more relaxed: "It's that simple. As for what you just said about not finding this method simpler than yours, why don't you and I have a contest?"
Manager Qian, no longer willing to admit to having said those words, immediately feigned amnesia and exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! Consort Su is truly brilliant!"
Su Mowan smiled and then wrote the number 27 on the paper.
She asked, "How much is this?"
Shopkeeper Qian hesitated for a moment: "Twenty-seven?"
"That's right!"
Su Mowan moved the paper aside and handed the pen to Manager Qian: "Now I will explain, and you will write. Use these symbols to write."
After trying about twenty numbers in a row, and Manager Qian hadn't made any mistakes, Su Mowan finally stopped talking.
With a broad smile, Manager Qian said he needed to go back to the restaurant to practice and gain more experience, and then, with his old arms and legs, he ran off like the wind.
Su Mowan had her maid tidy up the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone before returning to the main room.
Just then, Yinshuang came in carrying steamed egg custard, and Su Mowan turned and walked out before she could even sit down.
She waved to Yinshuang.
"Let's go to Fenghua Palace."