Rebirth: Her Herb Garden Space

"Wow, you're so smart!" Zhan Xiaolou gave a thumbs up in embarrassment. "This is too simple. Many people know it."

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over, sized up the contestant and then said, "Guess the right three puzzles and then enter the competition. The contestant will be the contestant and the contestant can choose any prize they want."

It was a custom of the Moon Curse Country, which was commissioned by the imperial government to host the biggest merchant back then. Many people also attended, because there was no need to spend money, so it didn't matter if they lost or lost. If they were lucky, there would still be a big prize, so almost everyone would come to participate.

In truth, Zhan Xiaolou was not interested in that great prize. She only wanted to help Qu Li win that sword spike.

"I would like to ask, how does that sword hanging on elder sister's end up winning?" Zhan Xiaolou asked the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman looked over impatiently. As soon as she saw Zhan Xiaolou, she immediately smiled. Of course she recognized Zhan Xiaolou. It was Zhan Xiaolou who had cured her husband of his infertility.

"Oh, so it's the Battle God Doctor. Since you have taken a fancy to that sword tassel, I can just give it to you."

Lou Lan shook his head. "Just tell me how to win."

She wanted to win on her own, not be bestowed on by someone else because of her identity, because she wanted to give it to him, and she wanted it to be a meaningful gift.

"You only need to answer five riddles consecutively, but you cannot participate in the final competition." The middle-aged woman said with some regret.

"It doesn't matter. Can I choose the riddle myself?" Zhan Xiaolou suddenly thought of an idea.

"It's fine. All the mysteries are hanging on top of it. You can pick one yourself." After saying that, the middle-aged woman tactfully stood to the side.

Zhan Xiaolou, on the other hand, raised his head to look for the riddle he needed under the rows of colorful lights above him.

After going around in a circle, he picked up all four of the riddles she would have to guess and looked at them together with Gu Qishao.

Zhan Xiaolou opened the first one. On it was written: Mr. White-headed One.

Qu Li frowned slightly. After some thought, he blurted out, "One hundred!"

"Brilliant and smart, what about this?"

As Zhan Xiaolou said this, he pulled out the second puzzle: There was a gap in the middle of the noon calligraphy.

Qian Jin frowned and thought for a moment. "Center?"

Zhan Xiaolou shook his head.

"It's the new year!" Suddenly, someone next to him said something that sounded familiar. Zhan Xiaolou turned around and saw a familiar figure standing tall and straight behind him.

"Jing Jue? "Didn't I say …" When Zhan Xiaolou saw that it was Jing Jue, his tone became slightly displeased.

Before she came, she had told Jing Jue to rest well and detoxify him at night, but he had actually come here.

"Yes yes yes, I know you're unhappy, but all of you come to this bustling night market to play, and I'm alone …" Jing Jue lowered his head, feeling wronged as he spoke in a low voice.

He had always lived on the first floor and had never set foot down. This was the first time he had celebrated his new year in the capital …

Zhan Xiaolou sighed. Everyone was celebrating. It was unfair to let Jing Jue lie on the bed without moving.

Her heart softened and she said, "Follow us well then. If you feel the slightest bit of discomfort, ask Nan to bring you back immediately. I don't want that to happen again."

Jing Jue knew what Zhan Xiaolou was talking about. However, when he saw that Zhan Xiaolou had let go, his originally discouraged face instantly brightened up.