Hearing that Jing Ziyan brought back a disfigured girl, Mu Yuxiao, the county lord of Mu Wangfu, hurriedly came to join in the fun, looking at Liu Jingyi's face that could no longer be called a face, Mu Yuxiao's face was full of surprise.

"Brother Ziyan, why did you bring such an ugly girl back, she is still so young, what can you do."

"Her face is also so disgusting that it makes people uncomfortable to look at." Mu Yuxiao couldn't hide her disgust.

"Yuxiao, she is also pitiful, she was sold into the Qinglou by her brother, since she happened to let me meet it, I can't ignore it." Jing Ziyan said gently.

"But... What can she do... is so small, not to mention that anyone who sees her will avoid her, what if she scares her father and mother. ”

"Let her be a rough girl in Yijing Pavilion first, as long as she is not allowed to enter the house, she will not scare the prince and the princess." Jing Ziyan paused and continued, "What's more, with her appearance, she can't enter the room, let alone be a big girl." ”

So Jing Ziyan would not have thought that what he said would be broken one day, Liu Jingyi not only became her big girl, but also regarded her as more important than her own life. Of course, that's all for later.

Liu Jingyi, who first entered the Mu Palace, Liu Jingyi was extra cautious, respectful to everyone, in order to survive, with a disfigured appearance, it was extremely difficult to survive in the palace. In order not to be kicked out, she put her posture to the lowest.

What can a little milk doll that is less than 4 years old? If it is a young lady from a wealthy family, she should be surrounded by a girl and a nurse at this time, her clothes come to stretch her hands, and her mouth is opened when she eats, and she can be held if she doesn't want to walk, and she is coaxed if she doesn't want to eat.

But at this time, Liu Jingyi was not a high-ranking lady, he was just a peasant girl who was picked up by Jing Ziyan and was almost sold into the Qinglou. "Then there can't be Miss Gaomen's hypocrisy!" She said to herself.

The little county lord of Muwangfu is 15 years old and named Mu Yuxiao. If Liu Jingyi is not disfigured, she may be able to be a girl for this little county lord. Because of her ugly appearance, no one wants to keep her around. Even Jing Ziyan didn't say what she wanted her to do.

Liu Jingyi's identity became embarrassing, but after all, Jing Ziyan bought it back, and no one could drive her out.

"Gotta stay. Only by staying can you live. ”

Liu Jingyi, who has always been clever, although she is less than 4 years old, has learned to read words and colors. She didn't want Jing Ziyan to be embarrassed, she could see that Jing Ziyan's status in the palace was not high, although he was the righteous son of King Mu, and King Mu also valued him, but he was not biological, and his status was obviously inferior to his biological son.

As the righteous son of Mu Wangfu, 19-year-old Jing Ziyan was raised by Mu Keyang since he was a child, young but always calm, thoughtful, intelligent, Mu Wang Su valued him, and has been inviting famous teachers to teach him, Wen Taowu is superior.

Jing Ziyan, who is outstanding in all aspects, has a fatal shortcoming, because he was born prematurely at seven months, he fell into lung problems prematurely, coughed more than he had a slight fever, and also had a weak disease, so Jing Ziyan has always been sick, headaches and coughs are common, and even coma.

The premature child himself was weak and sickly, coupled with the diseases in the womb, the people in the entire Mu Wangfu thought that he would not live long, but after soaking in the medicine jar for a few years, coupled with the practice of martial arts, Jing Ziyan also survived, and when he did not get sick, he was no different from ordinary people.

One day, the girl in Jing Ziyan's dormitory forgot to close the window, in the early autumn season, although there is still the heat of summer, but it has turned cool in the morning and evening, Jing Ziyan blew a cool breeze all night, and there was no accident that the old disease recurred, and the fever and cough did not stop. Looking at Jing Ziyan lying on the sickbed, holding back his disgusting desires, and swallowing bowls of black medicinal juice into his stomach, a trace of pity rose in Liu Jingyi's heart. She knew that maybe Jing Ziyan was her destined savior.

What Jing Ziyan didn't know was that Liu Jingyi was not only literate since childhood, but also studied medicine since childhood. In my memory, since the age of two, I learned medicinal materials with my mother, and other Miss Gaomen may still be playing tricks on her parents when she was 2 years old, Liu Jingyi began to be guided by her mother to learn all kinds of medicinal materials at the age of 2, and she remembered that the first medical book she came into contact with was "Compendium of Materia Medica".

At a young age, she doesn't know many words, but Liu Jingyi has a ability to never forget. Although when I was a child, I read a lot of medical books with my mother, but most of them were half-understood, after all, I was young, some rare words could not be recognized, and some terms were also half-understood.

Liu Jingyi's mother, Kaiyang County, studied under the King of Medicine, and her medical skills are not comparable to those of the idle people. Under the guidance of the lord of Kaiyang, Liu Jingyi learned a lot of pharmacological knowledge. If it weren't for the flying disaster and the great disaster that caused the family, Liu Jingyi is expected to grow into a female doctor with extraordinary medical skills.

Liu Jingyi remembered that before the Hengsheng accident at home, she was sick and didn't like to take medicine when she was young, so in order to let her take medicine, the lord of Kaiyang County used medicine to eat and make all kinds of pastries to avoid the bitter taste of the medicinal juice. Liu Jingyi tried hard to find her memory, she knew that Jing Ziyan's illness could be solved by licorice, but the licorice had a sweet taste at first smell, and then it was difficult to taste the sweetness and bitterness, which made people sick.

Liu Jingyi tried to use her mother's way to make pastries from the boiled licorice soup according to the recipe. The thoughts of the whole palace are on Jing Ziyan on the sickbed, naturally no one cares about this clown doll anymore, and naturally no one cares what Liu Jingyi is doing. This gave Liu Jingyi time and space, she grabbed the medicine according to the recipe, boiled the soup, and made plum blossom-style pastries, Liu Jingyi was only 4 years old after all, and it took a lot of effort to get down.

Finally finished it, I took a piece and tasted it, well, yes, it's okay, although it's not as delicious as my mother's cooking, but at least it's better than the decoction, and I put it in a food box and brought it to Jing Ziyan.

"Childe, this is the pastry I made, you can eat a little and taste it." Looking at Jing Ziyan on the sickbed, Liu Jingyi knelt in front of the sickbed, her eyes were extremely firm.

"Oh, why did you ugly bastard squeeze in front of the sickbed, Childe is already sick like this, you actually came over to block it, look at your face, how can Childe be in the mood to eat, get out quickly." Seeing that Liu Jingyi actually arrived at the sickbed, she cherished her aunt as if she were facing a great enemy, for fear that Liu Jingyi's ugly appearance would frighten her high-ranking son.

"You can still make snacks, put it there first, I have been taking the medicine for the past two days, and I can't eat anything." Jing Ziyan didn't pay attention to this girl who was saved by mercy for a while, after all, on the sickbed, she couldn't bring up any interest and thoughts.

"Childe, just eat a little, eat a little and taste it. You might even be able to whet your appetite. Look at it, this pastry looks so good. Liu Jingyi looked at him expectantly and said beggingly.

"Go and go, Childe can't eat anything, you little hairy girl, what kind of delicacy can you make. Don't make a block for Childe here. Aunt Yu said disgustedly.

"Childe, take a look first, maybe you have an appetite." Liu Jingyi knelt on the ground in a formal manner, kowtowed solemnly, and pleaded over and over again.

"Bring it." Looking at Liu Jingyi, who was kneeling on the ground, Jing Ziyan was a little unbearable. The moment he opened the food box, Jing Ziyan was a little surprised, although the pastries on the plate were a little dark in color, but they were better than the crystal clear, plum blossom-like style, and decorated with some candied fruit, which was indeed attractive.

Jing Ziyan picked one up and put it in his mouth, it melted in his mouth, sweet and slightly bitter, but not greasy, fresh and refreshing. "Is this really what you did?" Jing Ziyan felt a little incredible.

"Hui Gongzi, it was Jingyi who did it." Liu Jingyi was still respectful, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that she could stay. She didn't call herself a "slave" like everyone else, it was her last struggle against her identity, after all, she was once a lady of Gaomen, and she was wronged and suffered to fall here.

"What's this snack called? How is it made, it is so delicious. Jing Ziyan had a great appetite, and before he knew it, the pastries on his plate had bottomed out.

"Hui Gongzi, this pastry originally had no name, it was made for Jingyi by Jingyi's dead mother when Jingyi had no appetite."

Jing Yi saw that Gongzi had been decoction all day for the past two days, and he definitely didn't have the appetite to eat, so he remembered that this pastry made by his mother might make Gongzi have a little appetite. It is the blessing of this pastry to make the son have an appetite. ”

At a young age, he can be so good at speaking.

"So, I'll give this pastry a name, sweet but not greasy, sweet and slightly bitter, crystal clear, um. . . Let's call it smoothie. The corners of Jing Ziyan's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the child he rescued and asked, "Do you make other snacks?" ”

"Back to Gongzi, when Jingyi was sick in the past, her mother would make all kinds of pastries for Jingyi to eat. When her mother made it, Jingyi watched from the side, so Jingyi would also make some snacks. He replied without humility.

"Okay, then you will be the chef of Yijing Pavilion in the future, and make me snacks to eat."

Fortunately, thanks to Jing Ziyan's illness, Liu Jingyi finally had a place in King Mu's Mansion.