Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 288

Chapter 288

This medicine takes many days to prepare.

Shen Lingjun has nothing else to do right now, so he spends all his time watching over the clay pot and medicine jar.

It's not that they can't do without her for even a moment, but most of these medicinal herbs are rare and hard to come by. It's not easy to gather them all together again. They have to be successfully refined in one go, so it's more reassuring for her to personally take charge of the whole process.

On the first day, Shen Lingjun stayed up until late at night.

Qin Chuyao, dressed in his nightgown, came in yawning: "Mother, are you making medicine for Uncle?"

Qin Jianxi has gone to the outskirts of the capital to research firearms again, and now only Qin Chuyao is in the Yongning Marquis's residence.

Shen Lingjun was busy, holding the medicine scale in one hand and stirring the medicine soup in the pot with a spoon in the other: "Yes... why aren't you asleep yet? Go quickly, how can a child stay up so late?"

Qin Chuyao looked at Shen Lingjun, who was busy under the lamp, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he stopped and went out.

After a while, she heard footsteps behind her again. Shen Lingjun thought it was Qin Chuyao again and said without turning her head, "What's wrong? If you don't go to sleep, I'm going to spank you."

A cool, detached voice came from behind: "Whose butt are you going to spank?"

Shen Lingjun was startled and turned around abruptly, only to find Mo Zhonggui standing right behind her.

Shen Lingjun quickly smiled awkwardly, "No, no, please don't be offended, Chief Eunuch Mo. I thought Yao'er had come again..."

Mo Zhonggui pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at the room full of medicine jars, sieves, pestles and mortars that Shen Lingjun had.

"What kind of medicine are they making?"

Shen Lingjun wiped the sweat from his brow: "It's for treating my older brother's legs."

Ever since Mo Chonggui said he wanted to marry her, Shen Lingjun has been extremely uncomfortable in front of him. She doesn't dare to look him in the eye, and she doesn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Good heavens, didn't we postpone it to three years from now? Why is he coming to find her again?

Fortunately, the medicine simmering in the pot had finished by then, and Shen Lingjun quickly turned off the fire in the stove, finally freeing her from being so busy.

Mo Zhonggui, however, remained calm and composed: "The incident involving Empress Chu at the sacrificial ceremony was your doing, wasn't it?"

Now that Shen Lingjun was here, he no longer needed to hold back and directly admitted, "It was me. I was just giving him a taste of his own medicine."

She had some laxatives that she had previously stored in her space, which looked similar to spices. She secretly sprinkled a little on the sacrificial food and wine when she was bowing to Empress Chu.

This laxative was something she made a long time ago for fun. It's very potent; just a tiny pinch is enough to make someone have a severe bowel movement within fifteen minutes.

Mo Zhonggui's tone carried a hint of approval: "Not bad."

Shen Lingjun seized the opportunity perfectly; such a potent medicine could only be found in her possession.

Shen Lingjun gave Mo Zhonggui a dry laugh: "Chief Supervisor Mo, what brings you to my residence?"

Surely you're not just here to compliment her on her appearance, are you?

Mo Zhonggui said matter-of-factly, "Didn't we agree on the marriage last time? I've come to discuss the matters after the wedding with you. We have three years, which is enough time to prepare properly."

Shen Lingjun: "..."

What do you mean by "agreed upon"? She was just using it as a delaying tactic, okay? How did they start discussing things after the wedding?

Mo Zhonggui seemed completely oblivious to Shen Lingjun's expression and continued speaking to herself: