Chapter 162: Fat-reducing Ointment

Prince did not intend to make a move on you.

I don't want to know his thoughts; I have already told him that he is a prince, the Emperor's biological son, naturally closer to the Emperor. I am merely a stray dog of a bereaved family—how could I dare to climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix? The feud of the Bai family, I will avenge personally, I will not trouble him, and also. His eyes faintly glowed red, his voice as if bound by ten thousand years of cold ice: "If one day I confront him, I will not show any mercy."

Listening to his resolute words, Yun Shan realized that whatever she said would be useless; in the end, she could only recount once the matter concerning Miss Chi that Prince had instructed.

Heh, Miss Chi, I didn't expect Mo Junyan to have a moment of infatuation; you let him be at ease. Miss Chi is my lifesaving benefactor, no need for him to nag.

Yun Shan bowed to him, then turned and left.

After he left, Qing Shan's expression slowly returned to how it was before Chi Nan Yi departed.

One year, just being Qing Shan, seems not bad.

Chi Nan Yi returned to the newly purchased residence, and Zhou Hui Xin and her daughter were already waiting at the door.

At this moment, she was still wearing men's clothing, yet Zhou Hui Xin recognized her at a glance.

Seeing her return home, Zhou Hui Xin hurriedly grabbed her daughter A Man and knelt down.

Miss.

No need for such courtesy. Chi Nan Yi helped the two of them to their feet.

No, let me bow to you! If it weren't for you, Miss, my mother and I would probably already be dead. You are our great benefactor; please, let me bow to you!

As she said, she tried to kneel again.

Chi Nan Yi held her arm, her tone gentle yet carrying a soothing strength: "When I say it's unnecessary, it truly is unnecessary. Since I have saved you, it proves we are fated; just regard it as a blessing you accrued in a previous life."

Thank you, Miss.

Today I have come with a very important task that only you can accomplish, and I entrust it to you.

Hearing her say that, Zhou Hui Xin's eyes brightened.

Since she entered the city with Chi Nan Yi, she hadn't been able to assist her benefactor, feeling very guilty; now that she hears she will be given a task, Zhou Hui Xin couldn't be happier.

Miss, please give orders; I will definitely fulfill them well.

Chi Nan Yi took out a porcelain jar and placed it in Zhou Hui Xin's hand: "This is called Fat-reducing ointment."

Fat-reducing ointment?

This is used to even the complexion; after use, the skin becomes like solidified fat, icy flesh and jade bone, radiantly glowing.

"Radiantly glowing?" Zhou Hui Xin reached out to touch her rough skin, then looked at her hand, already dry and full of spines, and awkwardly said, "Miss, I'm afraid my face will ruin such a fine thing."

"How could it be a waste? Use it just right." Chi Nan Yi said with a smile: "That day you came into the city with me, and many people saw you. You were exposed to the biting wind outside the city, so your faces naturally became dry; that's exactly how others can see the effect." Chi Nan Yi took out a bit of the Fat-reducing ointment and evenly applied it to Zhou Hui Xin's face.

The clear, bright sensation accompanied by faint, elegant fragrance made Zhou Hui Xin exclaim, "So comfortable!"

Whether it's an illusion or not, the skin on her face instantly relaxed, becoming warm and moist, as if something were drilling into the skin.

Chi Nan Yi took out some more and applied it to her hand.

Zhou Hui Xin felt that in all her life, her hands had never been this soft.

This... this...

How is the effect?

Miss, the effect is too good! Is... is this my face? Is this really my face?

A Man looked up at her mother and said softly, "Mother, you're so beautiful."

As long as you continue using the Fat-reducing ointment, the skin will improve more and more; not only the face but the whole body should be applied.

But Miss, such a good thing should not be used on me.

I want you to use it; that's why I came specially. I intend to open a shop that sells Fat-reducing ointment.

Zhou Hui Xin instantly understood: "Miss, you want me to be the living signboard of the shop?"

Exactly, I not only want you to be the living signboard, but also to be the shop's manager.

"What? Manager?" Zhou Hui Xin waved her hands repeatedly: "Miss, that's impossible; I... I'm just a farmer's wife, a rough person, how could I be a shop manager?"

Whether you can do it or not, you have to try to know, and... She looked at A Man, speaking softly: "You are not alone; you also have a daughter. If you are incapable, the child will only be bullied, and later, even after marriage, will have no support. Have you thought of such a life? Do you want A Man to endure the same?"

Hearing her say that, Zhou Hui Xin's body shivered, her expression shifted, and finally grew resolute.

Miss, I can, I can.

Being a manager, though a merchant, you have silver in hand, life becomes prosperous, and you can suffer fewer grievances.

Yes, thank you, Miss, for the guidance.

A Man's age has reached the time to begin enlightenment; I will send her to a school.

She can study?

Miss, can you really send A Man to study?

Indeed.

Thank you, Miss! Thank you, Miss! Zhou Hui Xin pulled A Man to her side, and the two knelt again.

Quickly stand up.

Miss, your great kindness and virtue, my mother and I will remember for a lifetime, constantly grateful; I am willing to serve you for life, never betraying.

Chi Nan Yi acted swiftly, immediately having Ji Bai deliver a letter to Mo Junyan, asking him to find a school for A Man.

Looking at the contents of the letter, Mo Junyan smiled faintly and shook his head.

Although after being reborn many things deviated from the path of the previous life, Chi Nan Yi's personality also changed a lot, but what remained unchanged was the pure kindness at the core of her character.

That afternoon, Yun Shan delivered a recommendation letter and told Chi Nan Yi that with this letter, any school in Jingcheng could be entered.

Truly worthy of Prince Li.

Chi Nan Yi was extremely satisfied with Mo Junyan's efficiency; before Yun Shan left, she also gave Mo Junyan some medicinal dishes from the shop.

When Yun Shan returned carrying a food box, the household chef was serving dishes to Mo Junyan.

Prince.

Mm. Mo Junyan was looking at a folded paper, not looking up: "Is everything settled?"

Reporting to the Prince, it's taken care of; Miss Chi, to thank you, has specially prepared a meal for you.

Upon hearing those words, Mo Junyan instantly lifted his head, his gaze falling on the food box in Yun Shan's hand.

The cook who was arranging the dishes, hearing this, did not stop his hand's motion; his eyes were full of confidence in his own cooking.

The Prince has eaten his dishes for so many years, yet never once considered replacing him.

It is evident that the Prince is extremely satisfied with the meals he prepares.

Now it's winter; this kind of thing brought back from outside has already turned cold—how could it possibly taste better than what I make myself?

Seeing their Prince's expression, Yun Shan walked over to the table and ordered the servants to clear away the dinner that had just been set out.