Chapter 877: Jade Pot

"Master, what do you mean?" Menghua hadn't read many books, and he didn't know the meaning of this sentence.

Fu Ruolan didn't answer, but asked Menghua with a smile: "Then why do you think General Feng didn't give you hairpin rings and jewelry, but gave you this thing?"

"Who knows what he thinks." Menghua couldn't think of why, but felt that this jade pot was delicate and very pleasing.

Fu Ruolan nodded Menghua's forehead fiercely: "Let all the books you read go to your stomach."

Menghua opened his big eyes and looked at Fu Ruolan innocently: "Master, tell me if you know, I've always been stupid, and you don't know."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Fu Ruolan shook her head gently, imagining that if Menghua and Feng Ming really walked together in the future, General Feng's family was afraid that it would be a commotion.

"This piece of ice heart in the jade pot means that General Feng is confessing to you, and his heart is with you." Fu Ruolan said succinctly.

At this time, Menghua was stunned for a moment, she blinked several times with red eyes, as if she couldn't react to what Fu Ruolan meant.

"Silly girl." Fu Ruolan said with a smile.

Menghua, who had always been chattering, was silent, and then Menghua was more careful every time he played with the jade pot, and he blushed to look at it carefully.

Seeing Menghua's duplicity at this time, Fu Ruolan couldn't help but tease her: "If you really don't want to, I'm afraid you're going to cry."

Menghua saw Fu Ruolan teasing her, and she was already used to it: "I won't do that."

Nan Yuchen and Wen Mingxu listened to the two girls joking, and their mood was much smoother.

mentioned Menghua at this time, Fu Ruolan said: "Menghua, you were bought back when you were young. Do you still have any memories of when you were a child? I want to help you find your parents. ”

At the mention of this, Menghua was silent.

She has no memory of her childhood, and she has been a slave since she can remember.

She didn't know if her parents were still alive and where she should look for her roots.

If she hadn't met such a good master as Fu Ruolan, where would she have any chance to get married, let alone find her own life experience.

"Master, you are good to the slave and the slave, and the slave and the maid will never be forgotten." Menghua looked at Fu Ruolan gratefully: "But I don't remember anything."

Fu Ruolan also sent her own men to find the origin of Menghua before, but they found nothing.

Feng Ming said that Menghua was like his playmate when he was a child, and he didn't think it would be fake. Maybe from Feng Ming, you can find out Menghua's identity.

Nan Yuchen and Wen Mingxu, who had not interjected anything, hurriedly said, "I'll send someone to investigate and see if I can find any clues."

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuchen and Wen Mingxu glanced at each other, their faces a little ugly.

Menghua hurriedly thanked him: "Menghua thanks the masters."

As he spoke, everyone had already finished eating.

Fu Ruolan sent someone to remove the dishes and chopsticks, and several people fell into embarrassment again.

She wondered if she shouldn't invite Wen Mingxu over today, and Nan Yuchen of the province didn't deal with him.

But after thinking about it, she felt that she had done the right thing.

"Nancheng." Fu Ruolan called Nan Yuchen's fake name: "I'm going to send Senior Brother Wen back now, you don't have to follow anymore."

Nan Yuchen glanced at Wen Mingxu, thinking that Wen Mingxu was a big man, why did he send him.

However, Nan Yuchen thought so in his heart, and he didn't say it after all. Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he felt that he was still honest at this time.

"Go and get back." Nan Yuchen said.

Fu Ruolan ignored him, and directly got up and said to Wen Mingxu, "I'll send you back."

"Hmm." Wen Mingxu nodded in agreement, got up and left with Fu Ruolan.

Menghua knew that it was important for him to follow his master at this time, so he lowered his head and followed.

In addition to the gate of Chengyang Palace, Fu Ruolan felt a little more relaxed.

"Am I embarrassing you?" Wen Mingxu looked at Fu Ruolan's tired appearance, and felt a little distressed.

Fu Ruolan knew what Wen Mingxu meant, everyone was also a smart person, and they wouldn't be unable to see what kind of situation it was.

For Wen Mingxu's intimacy, Fu Ruolan was even more embarrassed.

"No, it won't." Fu Ruolan shook her head, and went to his residence with Wen Mingxu.

In order to make trouble before, Wen Mingxu lived in the outer hall outside the harem, and Fu Ruolan lived in the queen's Changchun Palace.

Now she lives in the Chengyang Palace, and Nan Yuchen also lives in the Chengyang Hall by mistake, but Wen Mingxu has lived alone in the side hall from beginning to end, which is too pitiful.

"I feel like I haven't spoken to you in a few days." Fu Ruolan realized that she had ignored Nan Yuchen, and felt a little apologetic in her heart.

"It's okay." Wen Mingxu didn't mind in his heart, the smile on his face towards Fu Ruolan never dissipated, it was always so soft.

Maybe the word Wen Runru Jade was created by the turnstile for Wen Mingxu, looking at Wen Mingxu, Fu Ruolan can always think of these beautiful words.

They walked side by side in the shadows under the palace walls, and from time to time they could hear the chirping of cicadas.

"Ruolan, what did you think of to cure the prince's disease?" Wen Mingxu couldn't help but wonder what the method was.

Fu Ruolan told him the general direction: "Because Nan Cheng's words made me think that the blood of people who have had the plague may be the antidote. As for the specific method of treatment, I have not yet thought of it. ”

I thought I had thought of a solution, but in fact, after going around in circles, I just started again.

Hearing Fu Ruolan's answer, Wen Mingxu was surprised and fell into deep thought.

Even if the blood of a person who has survived the plague is the antidote, how do you get it? Is it possible to drink blood directly?

But whether it will work or not is another question, and it is better to try.

"It's a bit difficult." Wen Mingxu groaned.

It seems that Fu Ruolan can't find a solution for a while, and he can't leave from Wuxi country.

In this case, Wen Mingxu is not ready to leave for the time being. Staying here, maybe you can help Fu Ruolan with something.

"But don't worry, I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out." Wen Mingxu believed in Fu Ruolan and thought that she would definitely be able to.

Fu Ruolan's heart was not in a hurry, she felt that as long as she had enough time, she would definitely be able to study the method.

It's just that Fu Ruolan's heart is faintly uneasy, and she always feels that something is wrong.

"Everything has a cause, I can't figure out where this plague started and why?" Fu Ruolan expressed the doubts in her heart all along.