Opening a restaurant, it's true that even good wine fears a deep alley.
Yang Ruxin was at a loss.
"Take your time to search, don't rush, Beijing is huge." Gu Qingheng couldn't offer much help and could only comfort her.
"General, madam, someone outside has delivered this." Just at that moment, Butler Qian came over holding a box.
Gu Qingheng took it and was surprised to find it was a deed to a property, a three-story building with a courtyard in the south of the city.
"Who would be so generous?" Yang Ruxin was astonished.
"There's a note here." Gu Qingheng took out a note from the box and handed it to Yang Ruxin after glancing at it, "It's from Princess Xuan."
"She..." Yang Ruxin was even more puzzled. She hadn't had any dealings with Prince Xuan, not even during her last visit to the palace, now suddenly receiving such a big gift, she didn't dare accept it.
