Faced with Nan Huaqing's affectionate confession, Fu Ruolan had no waves in her heart, just nodded and didn't speak again.

This time Fu Ruolan followed her to the Qing Palace, she rarely went to the Qing Palace, and she didn't want to go, but Nanhuaqing insisted on pulling her there, saying that it was her future residence.

Once upon a time, Fu Ruolan did fantasize about being the mistress of this palace, but with the experience of her previous life, she knew how much she had to pay to be the mistress of the Qing Palace.

She can't afford that big price, and she can't afford it.

Some flowers and plants were planted in the backyard of the Qing Palace, and Fu Ruolan could smell a burst of fragrance as soon as she walked in, and Nan Huaqing accompanied her beside her.

Fu Ruolan covered her nose and said with a disgusted expression: "It stinks, Brother Huaqing, have you smelled a strange smell?" ”

Nan Huaqing was stunned, sniffed hard, and couldn't smell anything, but he didn't want to tell Fu Ruolan, so he just answered and asked his subordinates to remove all the flowers in those potted plants.

The people who moved the potted plants all looked at Fu Ruolan with some puzzlement, and didn't understand why she said that such fragrant flowers stinked.

Could it be that Fu Ruolan is different?

Fu Ruolan's mind moved slightly, and she went to the dining room to make some food for Nan Huaqing, her cooking skills were quite exquisite, and she specially wrapped sweet soup.

She deliberately held a bowl of sweet soup in front of Nan Huaqing, "Brother Huaqing, you taste it, this is the medicine I specially boiled, it is very bitter, but it is very good for the body." ”

Nan Huaqing took it directly with his big hand and drank it all without hesitation.

Fu Ruolan was stunned, Nan Huaqing believed in her so much, wasn't she afraid that she would poison the soup?

"How's it taste?" Fu Ruolan looked at him with hope.

"It's delicious." Nan Huaqing didn't blink his eyes, looked at her and said directly.

He didn't seem to have tasted anything, and he didn't know if it was because the soup had no taste or because of his own sense of taste.

"Isn't it bitter? I tasted it myself just now, and it was very bitter. Fu Ruolan frowned at the moment, as if she felt a little uncomfortable recalling the smell just now.

In fact, this bowl of soup is a sweet soup, not bitter at all, but she added a lot of sugar, especially sweet, the kind that is so sweet that it is greasy.

"A little." Nan Huaqing frowned.

He didn't taste anything, but he didn't want to tell Fu Ruolan directly, for fear that she would be sad, after all, this bowl of soup was made for him by her hard work.

Fu Ruolan nodded and took the empty bowl away, leaving no words.

Such a sweet soup, Nanhuaqing actually said that it was a little bitter? Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

It seems that he has not only lost his sense of smell, but also his sense of taste.

Fu Ruolan's brows furrowed even deeper, thinking that this time, she also smelled this floral fragrance, and then she drank Zili's tea because she was thirsty.

Zili probably didn't know what was in that tea, but Shen Yu didn't have to.

She didn't sympathize with Zili, on the contrary, even if Zili didn't mean it, she inadvertently helped Jing Ying'er hurt herself, and she couldn't sympathize.

It's just that she didn't have the idea of retaliating against Zili, whether that incident had anything to do with Zili or not, whether Zili did it or not, it didn't matter.

Zi Li, someone will clean it up.

And what she has to do is to protect the Fu Mansion and take revenge on Jing Ying'er.

Fu Ruolan has been gone for a while, and Nanhuaqing has noticed that something is wrong, although he has not tasted Fu Ruolan's craftsmanship before, but since Fu Ruolan said bitterness, how can he taste a little.

But he couldn't taste anything, and it wasn't supposed to be a problem with the soup, but with himself.

Nan Huaqing immediately asked his subordinates to take a candied fruit, put it in his mouth and chewed it, but it was the same as just now, there was no taste at all.

His pupils widened suddenly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Has he lost his sense of taste?

"The eldest prince still wants a candied fruit? And here's more. The servant glanced at Nan Huaqing's expression and said respectfully.

Nan Huaqing waved her hand and motioned for her to go down.

He stood up and walked towards the dining room, Fu Ruolan is a miracle doctor, he should know this.

Although she has now lost her mind and forgotten a lot of things, her medical skills are with her and she should not forget them.

Fu Ruolan ran into Nan Huaqing on the way back from the dining room, "Brother Huaqing, why are you here?" ”

"Sister Ruolan, I have something to ask you, is the soup you just asked me to drink really bitter?" Nan Huaqing asked questioningly, and he was very concerned about this answer.

"Yes, what's wrong with Brother Huaqing? Is there a problem with the soup just now? Fu Ruolan looked at Nan Huaqing with wide pupils, and there was a worried look on her little face.

Nan Huaqing's face became more and more ugly, "I didn't have a taste when I drank it just now." ”

Fu Ruolan was relieved.

I know that Nan Huaqing is not a fool, and such a big thing can be detected at once.

"Did you eat something bad to lose consciousness for a while?" Fu Ruolan asked puzzled.

Nan Huaqing shook his head.

"Brother Huaqing, we only went to Jingyang Palace just now, and we didn't go to other places, so it stands to reason that we won't be successful." Fu Ruolan analyzed carefully.

At the mention of Jingyang Palace, Nan Huaqing frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

didn't think that Jing Ying'er was okay, when he thought of Jing Ying'er, he felt that the loss of consciousness was related to Jing Ying'er, he didn't know Jing Ying'er's viciousness, but he didn't believe that Jing Ying'er would attack him.

If this thing was really done by Jing Ying'er, then what was Jing Ying'er's purpose? Do you want to kill him?

Seeing Nan Huaqing's deep thinking, Fu Ruolan knew that her goal had been achieved, and smiled faintly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence, Brother Huaqing, you still want to think about whether you have eaten anything bad in the past two days." ”

"Will you take the pulse? Show me. Nan Huaqing said suddenly.

The light in Fu Ruolan's eyes flashed, and she whispered: "I learned a little from my mother when I was a child, and I don't know if I have learned it, if Brother Huaqing wants me to give you a pulse, I will give you a try." ”

Her hand rested on Nan Huaqing's pulse, which was normal and beating rhythmically.

I don't know what this floral fragrance is made of, but it can make people lose their sense of smell and taste without realizing it, which is really magical.

If it could be used by her......

"Brother Huaqing, I can't see anything, your pulse seems to be a normal person." Fu Ruolan said hesitantly, like a beginner.

If it weren't for Nan Huaqing knowing that Fu Ruolan had the title of a miracle doctor, I am afraid that Fu Ruolan would really be just a person who had just learned medical skills.

But hearing Fu Ruolan say this, he was a lot more relieved.

I just don't know when and how the sense of smell and taste will be restored.

"Then I'll be relieved." Nanhua Qingyun responded lightly, planning Jing Ying'er's affairs in her heart.