While making rabbits with Yan Fei, Mu Yunge said, “One for Father, one for me; one for Mother, one for me; one for Crown Prince Brother, one for me; one for Brother Hao, one for me; and one for Xiao Xi!”
Hearing Mu Yunge’s words, Yan Fei’s mood inexplicably improved.
After Mu Yunge finished making the pastries, she said, “Alright, bake all these pastries and then send them to Father and the others. I made them myself!”
Hearing this, the palace maids immediately nodded.
Then, Mu Yunge looked at Zi Ling and asked, “What else can you do?”
Upon hearing this, Zi Ling knew her chance had come.
“Your Highness, this servant also knows embroidery, hairdressing, and perfumery.” Zi Ling said, bowing her head.
Mu Yunge looked at Yan Fei curiously, asking, “Xiao Xi, what is perfumery?”
“Your Highness, it’s probably something like making rouge and face powder, right?” Yan Fei replied.
Mu Yunge seemed intrigued: “I see. Then, show me!”
Zi Ling nodded immediately: “If Your Highness wants to see, please wait a moment. The perfumery requires some flower petals and essential oils…”
“Have someone fetch whatever you need right away. Hurry up!” Mu Yunge urged impatiently.
Zi Ling nodded quickly. Then several palace maids asked her what she needed.
Soon, the flower petals and other items that Zi Ling needed were brought over.
Mu Yunge stepped forward, her face full of curiosity.
Seeing her interest, Zi Ling became even more serious, as this concerned whether she could stay.
However, Zi Ling never expected that shortly afterward, small red rashes would appear on Mu Yunge’s body!
“Xiao Xi, my body is so itchy!” Mu Yunge looked at Yan Fei.
Upon seeing this, Yan Fei’s expression changed slightly. He quickly stepped forward, picked up Mu Yunge’s body, and moved her away from Zi Ling, while shouting, “Quickly summon the imperial physician! The Ninth Princess seems to be having an allergic reaction!”
After saying that, he coldly looked at Zi Ling and said, “Hurry up and take all those pollen and essence oils away!”
Hearing his words, the eunuchs and palace maids in the side hall immediately panicked, while Zi Ling stood there, her face pale.
The Ninth Princess…is allergic to pollen or essential oil?!
It’s over! It’s all over!
Now she’s not only not going to stay, but she’s also probably going to lose her head!
Looking at Zi Ling’s pale face, Mu Yunge smiled coldly to herself.
She was merely giving her a taste of her own medicine.
In the original story, under Zi Ling’s influence, Zhou Yu developed a passion for perfume making. However, she never expected that at the Daughter’s Festival, Zi Ling would add an aphrodisiac—a substance that wouldn’t take effect for a while—to the rouge she used.
So when she saw the loyal male supporting character, she thought that he was sent by Zi Ling to find her, and she was completely unsuspecting. Later, when the drug took effect, she was naturally powerless to resist!
Later, Zi Ling repeatedly hinted that since she had lost her virginity to that man, she could only marry him, trying to get her to accept that loyal male supporting character.
But how could the Emperor possibly allow his beloved daughter, whom he had doted on since childhood, to marry a mere guard?!
The loyal male supporting character was naturally executed in secret, but before he died, he was extremely gratified that he had finally helped the heroine and that his death was not unjust!
Mu Yunge’s body was naturally not allergic to pollen; after all, she often went to the Imperial Garden to pick flowers without any problems. However, after adjusting her body, she became allergic to essential oils.
Seeing her scratching her face, Yan Fei immediately grabbed her hand and said softly, “Princess, please bear with it a little longer. The imperial physician will be here soon. It won’t look good if you scratch your face.”
Hearing this, Mu Yunge whimpered, “But it really itches!”
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