《The Divine Physician's Overbearing Wife》Chapter 96: Collaboration I
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“I still have things to do. Excuse me.”
She stepped away, ready to leave.
Jiu Ming’s expression changed slightly. He blocked Feng Ruqing’s path.
“What do you want then?”
Feng Ruqing stopped short after hearing the man’s deep and evil voice. His eyes narrowed and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
“I want half of Paramount!”
Boom!
Extreme anger exploded from Xu Lao just as Feng Ruqing finished talking. There was great fury in the man’s eyes instead as they lost all of their calmness.
“Princess, you’re asking for too much. Do you know what Paramount means? How could you simply ask for half of it?”
Feng Ruqing was not angry. She smiled and said, “Of course I know. I also know the significance of my herbal dishes. My herbal dishes are delicious; they can also treat illnesses and save lives. They are even more effective than the herbs given by the doctor. If you have my herbal dishes, you can have all the profits you want.”
Xu Lao was stopped by Jiu Ming just as he was about to say something in return.
Jiu Ming smirked at Feng Ruqing. “Little girl, aren’t you afraid that I might kill you and snatch all your herbal dishes from you? Or I might just kill you after I take all your herbal dishes.”
Feng Ruqing smiled and pointed to her head. “I have all the prescriptions for the herbal dishes in my mind. Furthermore, I’ll create new herbal dishes too. If you kill me, you’ll suffer more loss than you can imagine.”
In fact, Fu Chen and Qing Han were the ones who helped her to modify the herbal dishes.
On a side note, China had so much power and spirit herbs were abundant. If they did not change the prescriptions, they most probably could modify ordinary herbal dishes until they become spirit herbal dishes.
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Spirit herbal dishes are Feng Ruqing’s only bottom line. She did not want to reveal anything. Normal herbal dishes have only one percent of the spirit herbal dishes’ effectiveness. It did not affect Feng Ruqing.
“I cannot give half of Paramount to you.” Jiu Ming glared at Feng Ruqing. His voice was soft but evil. “But, half of all the profits from Paramount and the other restaurants and tea shops under its name will go to you. Moreover, you will be treated as an honorary elder in Paramount. How about that?”
Feng Ruqing stroked her chin and fell into deep thought.
“Little girl.” Jiu Ming slowly moved nearer to Feng Ruqing. He lowered his eyes and smiled. His hot breath was on her face. “Paramount is only showing a little bit of its power. If you promise me, I can help you investigate the cause of Empress Nalan’s death.”
Feng Ruqing suddenly balled her fists tightly. She raised her head and stared at Jiu Ming.
“You mean… my mother did not die from difficult labor?”
Everyone told Feng Ruqing that her mother had died because of difficult labor when she was born. But, she thought that her mother’s death was not as simple as that after hearing what Jiu Ming had said.
“Hmm.” Jiu Ming snorted. “The power of Liu Yun Kingdom is weak. It will not be easy if you relied on your father to uncover the truth behind that incident. If not, His Majesty would have been able to discover something by now after all these years of investigation.”
Feng Ruqing lowered her eyes. Her breath became heavy.
‘Empress Nalan did not die because of difficult labor! But, even my father could not find out the truth behind that incident.’
How powerful was the influence behind this?
“Why are you telling me all these things?” Feng Ruqing sneered at Jiu Ming.
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