This is indeed true that Zhao's ginseng is true. Zhao Jin did not lie, but he did what he said. This ginseng actually has no effect. Although it is precious, it can only help to save lives at best. It is impossible to think of resurrection. Therefore, the Zhao family does not really regard these two ginseng as treasures. They really want to ask for it again and find some from their hometown to come back.

Dong Ying'er stretched out her hand and gently picked up the old ginseng in the box. A smile appeared on her face immediately. She untied a sachet from her waist, then took out another locked small box from under the dressing table, took out a bottle of water-like things from it, poured out some powder from the sachet and mixed it in the bottle, and shook it carefully, then gently soaked the roots of the old ginseng from bottom to top in the water in the bottle. I don't know how long it took to take it out.

After putting the things back in, Dong Ying'er put the old ginseng back into the small box, returned to the couch, pulled out a jade hairpin from her head, and played with it carefully, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips.

Friendship, fate, what is that? The so-called friendship is just a betrayal of Mingzhe, and fate has always been in the hands of those who are in power. The world has always been so unfair. Since it is so unfair, why should she follow those rules? Love? It is worse than grass!

Dong Ying'er thought hatefully that only people like Zhao Jin would believe her words in this world. But why did Zhao Jin believe that it was stupid or naive? Dong Ying'er believed that it must be the latter. Because Zhao Jin was protected in a stable environment, he was qualified to be innocent. If he wanted to climb up in the palace, if he was innocent, he would be crushed to pieces by accident. Why is this, why is this?

Dong Ying'er's nails were embedded in her palms, but she didn't seem to feel pain. Her smile was a little distorted: "Zhao Jin, this is what you owe me. You stole my life and happiness. Now, it's time for me to get it back from you."

She called a palace maid who walked in and said, "Check out the things Miss Zhao has sent. The box contains two thousand-year-old ginseng. Remember to send them to the imperial kitchen and boil a few pieces of them when you boil medicine for His Majesty later."

The palace maid sent Zhao Jin outside the palace, and Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Go back, I'll get on the carriage." The palace maid left, and Zhao Jin was about to step onto his own carriage, but suddenly he heard someone calling his name behind him: "Jin'er."

Zhao Jin turned around and Jiang Xinzhi was walking towards this side. Zhao Jin was a little surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come to the palace to discuss A Ruan's affairs with the Queen Mother, and want to divide some troops out to find people." Jiang Xinzhi replied briefly, and nodded when he saw her and asked, "Why have you entered the palace?"

"Ying'er asked me to come." Zhao Jin said, seeing Jiang Xinzhi's somewhat unfamiliar appearance, he took the initiative to add: "Dong Xiuyi, Dong Ying'er."

After saying this, Jiang Xinzhi understood. Thinking of seeing Dong Ying'er with a strange face that day, he couldn't help but frown and said, "What did she ask you to go to the palace to do, but is it for you?"

"No, no." Zhao Jin waved his hand quickly, thought for a while, then pulled Jiang Xinzhi's arm and walked towards his carriage: "Let's talk."

Jiang Xinzhi followed Dong Ying'er into the carriage. There was a small table in the carriage, so Dong Ying'er poured a cup of tea for Jiang Xinzhi. At this moment, when he got on the carriage, he realized that Jiang Xinzhi's face was full of fatigue, and the stubble on his chin was not cleaned, which seemed a little decadent and embarrassed. Zhao Jin and Jiang Xinzhi had not met for a long time. Since Jiang Ruan was abducted, Jiang Xinzhi was busy investigating Jiang Lin's whereabouts every day. Zhao Jin knew that he was very busy, but now it seemed that perhaps Jiang Xinzhi was even harder than he thought. Zhao Jin couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Jiang Xinzhi drank the tea handed over by Zhao Jin and wiped his mouth. Zhao Jin asked, "Is there still no news about Sister Ruan?"

When Jiang Xinzhi heard this, his eyes darkened and he shook his head.

Zhao Jin also became sad with her. Jiang Ruan's relationship with her was incredibly good. After Jiang Ruan had an accident, Zhao Jin also asked his brother to mobilize his friends to go out to find someone, but for dozens of days, there was no news about Jiang Ruan. Zhao Jin was very anxious, and some bad rumors were even more controversial here. He said that Jiang Ruan might have encountered an unexpected situation. As Jiang Ruan's good friend, Zhao Jin naturally didn't believe it. But what it meant after no news, Zhao Jin was also very scared.

"How come there is no news?" Zhao Jin asked: "These people are never able to run away. There are people guarding the gates of the capital that day, and they have never seen any suspicious people. Since we are in the capital, we have almost browsed the entire capital these days, but there is still no news? Could it be that those people will fly to the sky and escape? How could there be no news for a living person? It must be that those officials are unfavorable to do things, so no one can be found." Zhao Jin threw the responsibility on Jing Zhaoyin's head in a furious manner.

Jiang Xinzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "These people were originally planned. Now that they hide A Ruan so well, no one can find them, and it is even more accurate. People who can't even find the Jinyiwei are really a bit difficult to deal with. Besides, these people are very likely from southern Xinjiang..." Jiang Xinzhi said that, and he couldn't hide his worries. You must know that the methods of the people in southern Xinjiang are the most cruel. What he is most worried about is that those crazy people in southern Xinjiang treat Jiang Ruan with cruel means. As soon as he thinks about the torture that Jiang Ruan may suffer, Jiang Xinzhi feels biting pain. He and Jiang Ruan have been dependent on each other for so many years, and he is still Jiang Ruan's eldest brother, but he can't even protect his sister. If Jiang Ruan really has any flaws, Jiang Xinzhi will never forgive him in his life.

"Xinzhi, I'm a little scared." Zhao Jin held Jiang Xinzhi's hand: "I... I feel very uneasy." Even the daughter of the military general's family, she has heard of the cruelty of the secret techniques of the southern Xinjiang people. So many days have passed, and Jiang Ruan has no news at all. What does it mean if there is no news? Could it be that an unexpected incident? Everyone will think so.

"No." Jiang Xinzhi held Zhao Jin's hand instead. His big hand wrapped Zhao Jin's little hand in his palm. The grip was warm and powerful. His tone was also low, slow but firm: "No, A Ruan is very smart and strong, and will never give up in any adversity. She is my sister, and I know her better than anyone else. She will definitely find a way to protect herself and wait for us to save him."

Zhao Jin smiled comfortably when he heard this, as if Jiang Xinzhi's words had made her feel much more at ease. He immediately stopped saying anything, but just leaned his head on Jiang Xinzhi's shoulder. However, Jiang Xinzhi suddenly remembered something and asked, "What do Dong Ying'er wants you to enter the palace today?"
Chapter completed!