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Chapter 129: A Dou Can Help

However, Xia Zixuan could not be proud for a few more days before something big happened in Zhenfen Hall.

There were also some women gathered at the entrance of the Pink Hall. The difference was that they came to buy potpourri in the past, but now they came to seek justice.

At first, the people who came to seek justice were those who had suffered injuries on their faces and hoped to use potpourri to eliminate scars.

Who knew, after using potpourri, the wound would indeed heal much faster.

When the scab first falls off, the scar is faint and barely visible.

Who knows, day after day, the light scar will not continue to fade to nothing, but will become darker and thicker as if it is discolored every day.

In the end, the small scar became deeper and looked like a big scar on the girl's face, which was extremely ugly.

The scars on the face are the most tragic. Those on the arms and legs are naturally more fortunate than those on the face.

But the girl's family has such ugly scars on her body. She doesn't like it no matter what, and she is afraid that her husband will not like it in the future.

Therefore, these girls all want to ask Zhenfentang for an explanation.

After just one day, I don’t know who spread the word that the potpourri in Zhenfentang contains musk, which is why the fragrance is so long-lasting and charming.

It's just that the shopkeeper has done special processing so that most people can't smell the musk.

Although musk is also a valuable material, for women, musk is extremely harmful to the body and will make it impossible for women to conceive in the future.

Upon hearing the news, all the women who had used Potpourri turned blue with fright, and the elders of these women were even more furious.

Is a woman who cannot have children still considered a woman?

Even after giving birth to a daughter, a woman cannot gain a foothold in the family, let alone be completely unable to have children. Isn't this simply a disaster?

So, at the end of the riot, everyone who had used Potpourri came to the Zhenfen Hall to cause trouble, and the Zhenfen Hall was blocked up so tightly that it was almost demolished.

Xia Zixuan didn't even dare to come forward. The young women who received the guests were all caught in such a mess by the guests that their hair was in disarray, their clothes were torn, and their faces and hands were streaked with red marks.

The young ladies couldn't stand the situation, so they all asked Xia Zixuan to resign, not wanting to work anymore.

The little ladies walked easily and easily, but Xia Zixuan was in a miserable state. He was blocked in the shop and could not leave. Even the door was surrounded by people, making it airtight.

Xia Zixuan was sitting in the shop, his arms and legs trembling. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has sent someone to bring news to Aunt Qiu, hoping that Aunt Qiu will find a way to take him out. However, how can the matter of Baihuaxiang be settled?

While Xia Zixuan was waiting for Aunt Qiu's rescue, the door of the shop was knocked hard with "bang bang bang".

Hearing that sound, Xia Zixuan thought it was Aunt Qiu's people arriving.

Who knows, Xia Zixuan just walked over and tried to open the door, but with a "bang", the door panel was torn apart.

A man wearing a government uniform walked into the store and said, "Are you the boss of Zhenfentang?"

"Yes." Xia Zixuan wanted to deny it, but couldn't.

As soon as the yamen officer heard Xia Zixuan's admission, he immediately wanted to arrest Xia Zixuan and leave.

"What are you doing? How dare you treat me like this? You know, I am the eldest son of the Prime Minister!"

Xia Zixuan, who was only thirteen years old, was immediately a little uneasy when he was caught by the government officials.


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