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Chapter 254 Really Fragrant(1/2)

Jiang Yanming looked up and found that the person she bumped into was actually her cousin Yao Yuyi who hated her so much.

"It turns out it's you, cousin Yuyi."

"Huh, no wonder I'm so unlucky. It turns out I met you."

Yao Yuyi snorted coldly.

Jiang Yanming felt that Yao Yuyi's prejudice against him was a bit excessive, but the original owner did not do anything in the past, and Jiang Yanming had nothing to do about it.

"Ah, isn't this cousin Yanming?"

Beside Yao Yuyi, Bai Jin covered her mouth and smiled.

"Sister Bai Jin, you are here too."

Jiang Yanming breathed a sigh of relief. With Bai Jin here, there was no such awkwardness between her and Yao Yuyi.

"Speaking of cousin Yanming, the invitations to our Zhenwu Mountain have been sent out. When will you come to our place as a guest?"

Bai Jin looked at Jiang Yanming with a smile.

"I will go if I have the chance, I will, I will."

Jiang Yanming laughed, she had already forgotten about it.

She didn't even go to the invitations from those martial arts sects, and she let go of several pigeons.

But Jiang Yanming is not worried, after all, it is the other party who wants something from him.

"I'm waiting for cousin Yanming."

"Senior sister, hurry up and stay away from this guy."

Yao Yuyi pulled Bai Jin and left in a hurry. Before leaving, Bai Jin didn't forget to give Jiang Yanming a wink.

"Yanyan, is that your cousin just now?"

Xu Youyun asked.

"That's your cousin who went to the mountains to learn martial arts since she was a child? It doesn't seem like a big deal."

Ji Xingyun said disdainfully.

"Well, let's put it this way, each of those two people just now can beat up a hundred palace guards."

The palace guards are all masters among ordinary people, but they are far from the real warriors.

When Ji Xingyun heard Jiang Yanming's words, his expression changed.

"I'm not kidding, my cousin is an acquired expert, she will be born soon."

The day after tomorrow? Innate?

Ji Xingyun was a little confused, and so were the Xu sisters.

They actually don’t know much about this, and they don’t even know what acquired nature represents.

But Ji Xingyun knew that her two brothers and Brother Zisu were all innate masters, and she knew their strength very well.

"So, Jiang Yanming, what's the grudge between you and your cousin? Aren't you afraid of her sneaking into your house at night?"

"She won't do that."

Yao Yuyi also has her own pride.

The four girls continued walking, and met the woman again on the road.

"Ah, what a coincidence? We meet again."

Yuan Yanyan said hello with a smile, she was alone this time.

"Cousin, where are you going?"

Ji Xingyun asked when he saw Yuan Yanyan walking in a hurry.

"This year someone held a monthly poetry party, and someone invited me to join in the fun."

Yuan Yanyan knows a lot of strange people, so it's not surprising to receive such an invitation.

"Hmm, Zhuyue Poetry Club? It sounds familiar."

Xu Youyun was thoughtful.

"Does Sister Youyun know about it too? That's just right, let's go together."

Xu Youyun shook his head, "I'm not interested."

Although Xu Youyun is a famous and talented woman, she hates such competition-type gatherings.

"Sister Yanming, as a new talented woman, do you want to participate?"

"In no mood."

Jiang Yanming refused very directly.

"Really? I heard that the prize for the first place is very generous."

"I'm not short of money." Jiang Yanming shook her head.

"It is said to be half a century-old ginseng."

"take me."

Jiang Yanming's attitude changed so quickly that Yuan Yanyan didn't even have time to react.

"I don't care about anything else, but I think I need to take a look at the century-old ginseng."

Jiang Yanming said seriously, "It doesn't matter what the ginseng is, the main thing is to feel the atmosphere."

"Sister Yanming is really interesting."

Yuan Yanyan smiled.

Although it was really fragrant, it was a century-old ginseng. Even if it was just half of a century-old ginseng, Jiang Yanming had to take it.

For a doctor, is there anything more attractive than rare medicinal materials?

Especially for Jiang Yanming, whose main field of study is pharmacy.

"It's just a century-old ginseng. If you want it, I can give it to you."

Ji Xingyun pouted.

Although century-old ginseng is valuable, as a princess, is it not easy for her to get it?

"It's not like Mr. Jiang Guo doesn't have it, but it doesn't hurt if he prostitutes himself for free."

Jiang Yanming and others followed Yuan Yanyan to the so-called Moon-by-Moon Poetry Meeting.

The poetry meeting was very lively, and many people were attracted by the half century-old ginseng.

Centennial ginseng will not lose its effectiveness just because it is only half cut. This precious medicinal material, even just one ginseng root, has a great tonic effect.

"Although I don't know who is organizing this Moon-by-Moon Poetry Party, but someone who can produce a hundred-year-old ginseng must not be a simple person."

Yuan Yanyan said.

Jiang Yanming shook his head, "I'm not interested in this."

She just wants ginseng.

However, they were stopped outside the venue.

"I'm sorry, ladies, the Moon-by-Moon Poetry Club only welcomes truly talented people to participate."

"So we're not allowed in?"

Yuan Yanyan narrowed her eyes and smiled.

The man was stared at by Yuan Yanyan and actually felt a little afraid.

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, the man said, "That's not true. The ladies have to prove their strength first."

"How to prove it?"

"It's very simple," the man took out some pieces of paper, "Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full night of August and the fifteenth, so I just need to write down a poem about the moon."

"Do you want to create it yourself on the spot? It's indeed a good idea."

Yuan Yanyan took the rice paper and wrote her own poem without much thinking.

"What a poem!"

When the man saw the poem written by Yuan Yanyan, his eyes lit up.

"Please leave your name, Miss."

"Oh? I usually don't give out my signature casually, but let's forget it this time."

Yuan Yanyan took up the pen and wrote her name,

When the man saw that it was Yuan Yanyan, his expression immediately became respectful.

"It turns out to be Miss Yuan, I'm disrespectful."
To be continued...
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