Qingsongyuan, looking at the boxes and boxes all over the room, An Ruyu frowned and asked, “Are these sent by His Highness Duan?”
The women looked at each other, not knowing whether to answer yes or no, who knew what answer she wanted in her heart.
An Ruyu looked at her face and knew what was going on. Her face suddenly looked a little ugly. Zhao Zhengchun was simply crazy. Aren’t he a steady person? How could you do such a thing openly?
Fortunately, the Duke Jingguo’s mansion still put all his expectations on him, and she didn’t want to see him do such stupid things, even for her.
It is not appropriate to accept so many things. How many pairs of eyes are there in Prince Cheng’s mansion? It is hard to guarantee that the things here will not be known by others, and these things will not be handled.
Returning is not appropriate, so sending so many things back to Duan Wang Mansion is a big deal.
Lost them is also inappropriate, but I am afraid it will cause trouble.
She covered her mouth and nose with the handkerchief in her hand, and said in a buzzing voice: “Since it is the elder sister’s wish, then take it to the warehouse.”
Ripples’ eyes flashed unconsciously. There were many people in Qingsongyuan who knew the origin of these things. According to the princess’s methods, this is a major event that is at stake. Fortunately, the princess spoke, and that was determined.
She couldn’t help but feel a little regretful that if she had said this earlier, the princess would have rewarded her. She smiled and echoed, “Princess Duan is really worthy of being the legitimate sister of Your Highness. She is so generous to take action.”
An Ruyu’s delicate face suddenly had a slight wave, but
It was only a moment, and the next moment, her face returned to a calm state. She didn’t say anything, but just glanced at her coldly.
Seeing Lianyi felt a sense of fear, she understood that what she said just now was obviously flattering the horse’s legs.
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Of course, she knew that this was just the beginning, and whether he was taken as a disciple or not, it was a necessary stage.
In other words, if she performs well, she may be accepted as a disciple by others. If she performs poorly or the other party is unintentionally, then she will be in vain.
No matter what, it is very rare for the Medical Master to give her such an opportunity. She was too happy, so how could she be dissatisfied?
So, Liu Mingxi happily ran to the old man’s yard every day.
She took the initiative to take on all the work, whether it was drying it.Herbs, medicinal materials, decocting medicine and making juice, everything is done properly, completely beyond the expectations of the medical elders.
The same is true in life. Liu Mingxi is not a daughter who is not touching the spring water. She has always been able to support herself whether she was in the three years of Prince Cheng’s Mansion or the two years of Yaogu.
In addition, her cooking skills are indeed very good, especially her cooking skills. Not long after, the soldiers here were fascinated by the various beef and mutton she cooked by herself, and would buy various meats back from time to time to ask her to cook.
The soldiers here are generally not old and have simple and straightforward temperaments, which are similar to hers. Even though she was King Cheng’s woman, the soldiers were extremely friendly to her. This period of time has been the happiest time since she left Medicine Valley.
If you can put aside the past, Liu Mingxi is really willing to stay like this forever, even if you are always a cook, it would be quite good.
When Liu Mingxi returned to her yard, it was just dark and the huge yard was empty.
She was alone, feeling the cold wind blowing on her face, making people feel desolate.
As a burst of rapid footsteps sounded, Jinfeng rushed in quickly, “Mingxi!”
Liu Mingxi looked back at him and smiled sweetly. A simple touch, slender and slender figure, full of watery eyes, dark pupils as dark as obsidian, and a few strands of naughty hair were blowing up by the evening breeze.
She seemed to have just returned to the yard, with her plump cheeks slightly pink, especially beautiful and charming.
Jinfeng paused almost without hesitation, and in an instant he came to his senses and walked forward as if nothing had happened.