As the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, Wen Si naturally knew these things.
Not only did she know it, she also used it frequently in the past.
After all, after her mother passed away, she was the only daughter in the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion, so whenever Wen Quansheng got something at that time, he would give it directly to her.
But later Wen Yue came to the Wen family.
Wen Yue said she liked it, and the number of Yu Ru Snow Cream that was originally sent to her room decreased from three bottles, to two bottles, to one bottle, and finally to none.
Wen Si, who knew nothing at that time, ran directly to find Wen Quansheng.
She asked her father why he gave the Yu Ru Snow Cream to Wen Yue when she didn’t even have a bottle left?
What did her “good father” say at that time?
Wen Si thought about it.
By the way, he frowned and said unhappily, “Because she is your sister, she has suffered so much since she was a child. As a sister, can’t you be more humble?”
For the title of “sister”, Wen Si had to give in even if she felt aggrieved.
At that time, she naively thought –
Forget it, it’s just some Yu Ru Snow Cream. Since my sister wants it, I’ll give it to her.
But later on, Wen Si realized that Wen Yue wanted more than just the Yuru Snow Cream.
“Why are all these Yuru Snow Creams in big bottles?
Wen Si held the bottle carefully in her hand.
She opened the cork and smelled the long-lost fragrance in the bottle, a look of joy on her face.
Wen Si would not doubt that these Yuru Snow Creams were fake.
After all, with Beichen Yuan’s identity, he could have as much Yuru Snow Cream as he wanted, so why would he use fake ones to deceive people?
“They were freshly made from the palace’s pharmacy. I thought their bottles were too small, so I asked someone to bring me some bigger bottles.”
Beichen Yuan stared at the little expression on her face, “Why, do you like those little bottles?”
“It’s okay, it just came in a different bottle, so I didn’t recognize it at first.”
Wen Si waved her hand. Not here?
The Yu Ru Snow Cream she used before was indeed packaged in colorful glass bottles from the palace, which were small and exquisite.
Unlike the ones sent by Beichen Yuan, these were all packed in ordinary white porcelain bottles, but each bottle was as big as an adult man’s palm.
One bottle was more than the three she used before.
And there are six large bottles in this box.
They are all neatly placed in a box. If you don’t know, you might think it’s a medicine stall on the street.
With so many of them, Wen Si didn’t dare to be so self-righteous as to think that they were all given to her.
So she asked curiously: “Who are you going to give so many to? Why don’t you give them to others first and then come over?”
“Who else?”
Hearing this, Beichen Yuan couldn’t help but chuckle, and his deep voice gently tickled Wen Si’s ears like a feather.
He said: “Of course, those sent here specially are for you.”
“So many? Are they all for me?”
Wen Si opened her eyes wide and looked at Beichen Yuan in disbelief.
Beichen Yuan saw her stunned expression and felt inexplicably itchy.
“Well, they’re all for you.”
He said, “You’ve been injured a lot recently. I asked someone and they said that this Jade Cream is the best for healing wounds and removing scars.”
So he went to the palace’s pharmacy and asked for a few bottles directly. They were all freshly made and must be effective.
“But even if that’s the case, I can’t use so much, right?”
Even if she used these six large bottles every day, it would take until next year.
“Then leave it there. Use it if you want to, or don’t use it if you don’t want to. Or you can give it to whoever you want.”
Wen Si: “…”
Who could she give it to?
She used to have two or three close friends, but later two of them became estranged from her, and one of them moved away with his family because his father was transferred out of the capital.
So now she is indeed alone.
Seeing Wen Si suddenly fall silent, Beichen Yuan guessed something after a little thought, so he coughed lightly and changed the subject, “By the way, I heard that you cultivated land in Shuiyue Temple to grow medicinal herbs?”
Wen Si came back to her senses, “Hmm? Yes, I’m free anyway.”
“Do you need me to help you collect some herb seeds?”
Beichen Yuan asked her.
Wen Si smiled and said, “I dare not delay His Royal Highness the Regent’s time.”
After all, this person is second only to the emperor and has a lot of things to do every day.
It’s not good for her to always cause trouble to others.
Next time, just ask the senior sister who goes down the mountain to buy to bring some to her.
That’s what Wen Si thought.
Beichen Yuan heard her and said nothing.
After sending someone to help Wen Si move all the things in, on his way back, Bei Chenyuan turned to the street with the most medicinal herbs in the capital.
The next day.
“Junior sister, the Regent Prince is here to see you again today.”
Today, Wen Si was still doing morning lessons with her senior sisters, and the senior sister who just came in whispered something to her.
Senior Sister said with a smile, “This Regent Prince has been coming here quite frequently recently.”
And every time she would bring something for their little sisters.
Wen Si, who hadn’t thought much of it, suddenly reacted when she heard her senior sister’s words.
It seems that His Royal Highness the Regent really comes here very often.
I just brought her Yu Ru Snow Cream yesterday, why is she here again today?
Does Your Majesty have any instructions?
Or did His Royal Highness the Regent bring something else?
Wen Si felt inexplicably curious.
She peeked at the entrance to the hall behind her and saw the tall and handsome figure leaning against the door, looking in her direction.
Unexpectedly, Wen Si’s gaze suddenly met his, and he felt as if it was burned, and he quickly retracted it.
Beichen Yuan at the door did not miss this scene. He raised his eyebrows slightly and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.
As soon as she smiled, a nun’s voice came from behind her: “Your Highness, the Regent, I have two words to say to you. May I borrow your time?”
“certainly.”
Beichen Yuan retracted his arms, stood up straight, and followed Master Mochou to walk a few steps outside.
After finding a good view, Beichen Yuan looked into the hall again. After making sure that he could see a small figure, he turned his head and set his gaze on Master Mochou opposite him.
“Master Mochou, please say whatever you want to say.”
Master Mochou saw everything he did just now. She frowned and said coldly, “Your Highness the Regent Prince, if you don’t have anything important to do in the future, you’d better not come to Shuiyue Temple.”
With just one word from Master Mochou, Beichen Yuan put away the smile on his face.
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