The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Not only the stall owner, everyone present was not optimistic about Mu Zhiqing.

In the third year, no one in the entire imperial city can answer it. How could such a young girl answer it?

"Any paper and pen?" Mu Zhiqing asked.

The stall owner took out a pen and paper and handed it to Mu Zhiqing. As soon as the latter took it, he wrote on it.

"This Mu Zhiqing really doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, and she looks a lot like her."

Jiang Mengxiang looked at Mu Zhiqing's pretending to be calm, eyes full of sarcasm.

This woman is only relying on her own good luck from beginning to end. Gu Zening and the Sixth Prince and the rest are there to help. She is nothing at all on her own!

"Let her pretend, it won't last long anyway."

Luo Xiyao sneered, watched the play calmly, thinking in her mind that she had made two million taels with such skill, what should she buy...

Mu Zhiqing finished writing quickly, and she slowly passed the note to the stall owner, her radiant eyes flowing with confidence.

"Vendor, take a look, is my answer correct?"

The stall owner took the note casually, only treating it as a farce, but he didn't mind cooperating with a farce of sky-high price.

However, when he saw the contents of the note clearly, the inattentive expression suddenly disappeared...

His eyes were fixed on the content of the note, and even the hand holding the note began to tremble slightly.

Luo Xiyao was waiting to see Mu Zhiqing's jokes, and even the words he had to say were piled up in his throat, blurting out at any time.

However, the change in the expression of the stall owner was not ignored by her. When she found that the stall owner who had never cared about anything showed an expression that she had never seen before, her heart couldn't help but drum up...

Impossible...

Everyone's eyes fell on the stall owner, his changes were naturally noticed by everyone, and an incredible conjecture also quietly spread in everyone's minds.

"Is this girl really right?"

"I have never seen Tan mainstream show this expression before, there must be something wrong..."

Among them, Mu Zhiqing was the most indifferent, she quietly looked at the stall owner, waiting for an answer.

Suddenly, Mu Zhiqing's hand was caught.

With excitement, the stall owner grabbed Mu Zhiqing's wrist directly, his eyes pierced with unprecedented seriousness, and the previous laziness and depression seemed to have all disappeared, full of hope and tension.

"The stall owner, what are you doing?"

When the three Gu Zening saw the stall owner's sudden gaffe, they came over and stood behind Mu Zhiqing.

"Hurry up and let go of my little junior sister's hand, this broad day, it's so beautiful..."

The stall owner then noticed his gaffe, and withdrawn his hand apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's ok."

Mu Zhiqing smiled slightly, obviously not taking it to heart.

"The stall owner, I don't know if my answer is right?"

At this moment, even if the stall owner hasn't answered yet, everyone can guess that the answer is right from the previous reaction, otherwise the stall owner would not be so excited.

"Right!" The stall owner nodded, "Your answer is correct."

Nangongxi and Lu Qianxun looked at each other, the eyebrows filled with wonder.

"Zhi Qing actually answered correctly. We tried so many times before, but none of them was right..."