His Royal Highness chatted with Wanru for a while, then left the Xuan Courtyard, and Zimo also returned to Xiangguo's Mansion. Wanru lived in the courtyard for seven days to recuperate, and basically her body was fine, but the rash on her body had not completely subsided.

The most important thing is the red rash on her face, what Wanru cares about most is the red rash on this face, which looks all over her face, dense, when she sits in front of the dresser and looks at the bronze mirror, she can't believe that the face in the copper mirror is her own.

Lingxi has not been idle these days, she has been decocting medicine to Miss Wanru all day long, studying the ointment applied to her face, and writing a letter to ask Gongzi Xiao to bring her the Tianshan Snow Lotus from the Empty Valley.

This Tianshan Snow Lotus is extremely rare, and it is generally impossible to take out such rare medicinal materials as Tianshan Snow Lotus in the Empty Valley.

A few years ago, when Master was in retreat, the two of them went out to collect medicine together, and they went to the land of the Tianshan Mountains, where the Tianshan Snow Lotus grows in the alpine region, and is in the rock peaks and stone walls near the Alpine Snow Line.

When I picked it that year, I left some for myself, I wanted to stay and study the medicinal effect of this Tianshan Snow Lotus, but when I saw such a good-looking, crystal white Snow Lotus, I was reluctant to destroy it, so I kept it at that time, and now it just comes in handy.

No matter how precious the medicinal materials are, they are not as precious as human lives, not to mention that he promised His Royal Highness and the Prince of Beigong that he would definitely save Miss Wanru.

Since you say it yourself, you must do it. Not only must Wanru's illness be cured, but also the rash on her face must be cured, this woman's appearance is the most important, once she is disfigured, this life will be over.

Wanru lived in the Xuan Courtyard, and as her condition improved, her mood gradually improved, and she began to have a smile on her face, and she was no longer the depressed woman who was in Xiangguo's mansion before.

The sadness on this face is gone, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the woman who usually wants to laugh will not be too lucky.

A few days later, Lingxi came in with the ointment.

Wanru was practicing calligraphy at her desk, and she was so bored during this period of recuperation. Zimo brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to Wanru, and Miss Wanru usually likes to practice calligraphy at home.

As the daughter of Xiangguo Mansion, not only must know how to work as a female worker, but also the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are indispensable, Xiangguo has invited Mr. to teach Wanru's homework at home since she was a child, Miss Wanru has been very smart since she was a child, and she can master the books that Mr. said.

And she especially likes to practice calligraphy, and writes very well with a brush. This is all the result of hard work, no matter how talented a person is, if he or she does not usually practice, he will not be able to produce results.

Therefore, there is no shortcut to being a man, that is, to be down-to-earth and walk out step by step.

"Sister Wanru, take a break!" Lingxi placed the ointment on the table and walked over to look at the handwriting written by Miss Wanru.

The writing is really good, people who don't know still think it is a man's handwriting, the font is strong and powerful, and the atmosphere is vigorous.

Wanru put down the pen in her hand, washed her hands, and sat next to Lingxi.

"There is Sister Lao Lingxi, who has been decocting medicine for me these days."

"Promise me that no matter what happens to me in the future, I can't give up my life by myself." Lingxi is really a very good-hearted person, even if Wanru is not related to her, she can treat and take care of her as her own relatives.

"Hmm!" Wanru nodded slightly.

Lingxi slowly applied the ointment to Wanru's face, and the hard work of these days was finally not in vain.

The red rash on Wanru's face has almost receded now, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it, the most important thing is the effect of this Tianshan Snow Lotus.

At dusk on this day, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually came to the Xuan courtyard by himself, and the afterglow of the sunset shone in the lotus pond in this courtyard, shining and shining, very beautiful.

Everything here is like a golden veil, far away from the hustle and bustle of the capital of Fancheng, everything here seems so quiet, so quiet that even the sound of fish swimming in the pond can be heard clearly.

When Qin Yu walked through the door of the Book Pavilion, he saw that the door here was open, so he walked in.

Wanru was practicing calligraphy, probably because she was very focused when she practiced calligraphy, so she didn't even notice that His Highness walked in.

Qin Yu saw that Wanru was so devoted to writing, he didn't bother, and stood quietly four meters away from Wanru's desk, watching her practice calligraphy.

A quarter of an hour later, Wanru stopped the pen in her hand, and when she looked up, she found His Highness standing in the study. This really surprised her, His Highness actually came over today, but she didn't know it yet.

"Your Highness!" Wanru walked over and bowed.

"Sister Wanru doesn't have to be polite!" After speaking, His Royal Highness walked over, picked up the writing on the desk, and looked at it carefully, no wonder he watched Wanru write for a long time just now, and it turned out that he had written so much content:

rank and rank of Sigan,

Secluded South Mountain.

Such as bamboo buds,

Such as pine luxuriant.

Brother and brother,

The formula is good to,

Nothing else.

Qin Yu picked up another piece of paper and wrote the last two paragraphs of the lyrics:

Naibeng male,

Bed.

Clothed clothes,

The Bearer of Teasing.

Its weeping,

Zhu Fusihuang,

King of the Muro.

Naisheng Woman,

A place to sleep.

Clothed in clothing,

The tiles of the carry.

Nothing more than no ceremony,

Only wine and food are discussed,

No parents are dying.

Qin Yu didn't just look at Wanru's words, but also saw the thoughts in Wanru's heart. He put down these pieces of rice paper and said with a smile: "It seems that Sister Wanru not only writes well, but also writes well." Although she is a woman, her talent is better than that of a man, but it is a pity that she is a daughter, otherwise she will be able to serve the country. ”

"Your Highness has a good reputation." The prince praised her, and she felt embarrassed.

"This is a song to congratulate the completion of the palace of the king of Zhou, the last two chapters, reflecting the idea of male superiority and inferiority of women, Wanru sister does not feel that as a woman, although talented, but never a man, it is difficult to display their talents in this era." Although Qin Yu is a man, he is very careful.

In Yue'er's words, everyone will be at a glance with him, and no one can hide secrets.

Wanru looked at His Highness quietly, what he said was not wrong at all, he didn't expect that he could write the words of the Book of Poetry at will, and he could see through himself, which is really admirable.

For a moment, the meaning of this song came to mind:

The water is clear and the flow is non-stop,

Quiet and deep that South Mountain.

Green bamboo bushes are beautiful,

The green pines are lush and the mountains are full.