After about an hour, Thyme came over with a cup of decoction.

"Lord Wang, this is the little girl who personally boiled it for you."

She brought the soup cup to Yin Nanchen, and between her every move, a faint aroma of herbs came out of her cuffs.

"Thank you, girl." Yin Nanchen bowed slightly, took the soup cup, and was just about to scoop a spoonful with a spoon, when he saw thyme stop his movements.

"Lord Wang." With affection in her eyes, she called softly, "I'll feed you the medicine." ”

"No, you don't." Yin Nanchen flicked his sleeves slightly, blocking her hand, and his eyes were full of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Thyme withdrew her hand embarrassedly, and said resignedly: "The prince misunderstood, this decoction has a special way of taking it, if the little girl feeds you, it will speed up the efficacy of the decoction." ”

"Don't you still have anything on you?" Yin Nanchen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Not really." The corners of thyme's mouth were slightly hooked, with a faint smile on her pale face, her eyes rolled, and the lie came easily, "Before swallowing this medicine, it has to be shaken differently each time to maximize the effect of the medicine."

Yin Nanchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, he had never heard of such a strange way of taking medicine.

"Lord Wang, let me feed you once, you will soon be able to feel the effect of the medicine."

Looking at her serious appearance, Yin Nanchen had no choice but to bow slightly, "I'm tired of the girl." ”

Thyme took a spoonful of the decoction, shook it gently, and then handed it to Yin Nanchen's mouth.

"Oh, please use it."

Leng Ying stood aside and watched, cold sweat was about to be left out, fortunately, this scene was not seen by the vinegary side princess, otherwise he would have to lift the table.

Although Yin Nanchen had doubts on his face, he still opened his mouth and swallowed the decoction.

It is said that this decoction has a light taste and a fragrant taste, and it is a little bitter at first, but it will gradually become slightly sweet, which makes people have an endless aftertaste.

"I didn't expect that there is such a delicious medicine in this world." Yin Nanchen was fed with thyme, and soon drank the medicine, and the rich sweetness accumulated in his throat and lasted for a long time.

"People in the world say that good medicine is bitter, but in fact, those medicines that taste good often soothe the patient's emotions and promote the healing of the patient's pain." Thyme said with a smile, "Lord Wang, you can try it with your internal strength now, and see if it will be like a hundred ants in the past, and the pain will be unbearable." ”

Yin Nanchen didn't speak, gathered the dantian qi in the palm of his hand, and then waved it to the windowsill casually.

"This medicine really works."

His face finally brought a little joy, and if he continued like this, he would be able to regain his old strength in less than a month.

"Don't be anxious." Thyme hurriedly dissuaded, "This medicine must be taken for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and then combined with other therapies to cure your body, if it is less than one day...... That's all that goes unturned. ”

She looked at the spoon in her hand, and after forty-nine days, if she still couldn't make this prince feel sorry for herself, then she would go into hiding and never touch again

Other men.

Yin Nanchen stared at the eyes of the person in front of him, where he seemed to be able to see some shadows of Mu Qingge.

The doctor is benevolent, this thyme should not lie to him.

Yin Nanchen pondered for a moment, "The king of this book has thanked the girl here first, if this king can really cure this disease, he will repay the girl with five thousand taels of silver as a thank you." ”

Ordinary doctors treat diseases and save people, but they only charge three or five taels of silver, and the most are only a dozen taels, and Yin Nanchen's wave of his hand is five thousand taels, which is not generous.

"The little girl doesn't want silver, but she just wants something." In the face of all that money, Thyme was unmoved.

"What's the matter? As long as this king can do it, he will do his best to fulfill the girl's wish. ”

At the moment, I am afraid that there is only one person in the rivers and lakes who can cure this incurable disease, and Yin Nanchen has to show some sincerity.

"The little girl treats the sick and never accepts the patient's silver, if the prince is sincere enough to let me heal you, call me a fragrant fragrance."

Yin Nanchen was slightly stunned, he had never seen such a strange reward.

"If the prince refuses to ......," Thyme's eyes showed a bit of loss, "then the little girl can only refuse to continue to heal the prince." ”

"Oh, Lord Wang, isn't it just a fragrant sentence, what's this!" Leng Ying watched from the side and was anxious.

Yin Nanchen turned his eyes to look at him, his eyes were a little angry, "Eventful." ”

"Poof." Thyme raised her hand and took her sleeve to cover half of her face, and laughed softly, "Yes, Lord Wang, it's just a name, I don't know what you're thinking?" ”

After Bai She said this, Yin Nanchen seemed to be the person with bad intentions.

He stretched his face, his thin lips slightly opened and closed, "Xiangxiang." ”

Thyme listened to the fragrant fragrance, and her delicate face was suddenly dyed with a faint red glow.

"Lord Wang, you and I are doctors and patients, so is it harmless for me to call you Nanchen?" Thyme said inch by inch.

In the face of a cold and arrogant person like Yin Nanchen, it is necessary to get closer to him as soon as possible, and then leave immediately.

Yin Nanchen's face was a little gloomy, to say that the two doctors of the Baili family, one old and one young, were really weirder than the other.

Could it be that the extraordinary medical skills should become strange even with their personalities?

He let out a long sigh and spoke slowly, "That's nature. ”

"Nanchen." Thyme called out happily, "Then lie down on that bed quickly, and I'll give you an injection." ”

"Needles?" Yin Nanchen stared at her with some confusion.

"Yes, Nanchen, there are three steps to cure this disease, drinking medicine, applying needles, and medicinal baths, all of which are indispensable, although you don't have to do these three steps every day, but today is the first day, and you should increase the power of the medicine."

"Okay." So far, Yin Nanchen can only nod.

For some reason, he felt that coming to this Hundred Grass Valley seemed to be a mistake.

From the moment he got to know the girl, he gradually shed control of the situation, like a fish on a chopping board, and let thyme fiddle with it.

Although Yin Nanchen lost for this kind of scene

The feeling of control was slightly uncomfortable, but the smell of this strange herb fragrance on her body slowly dissipated.

"Then the prince, I'll ......" Leng Ying swallowed his saliva, "I'll withdraw first." ”

"Remove what, you come and change the clothes for this king." Yin Nanchen said with a gloomy face.

"Ah, yes!" Leng Ying then thought that now that he didn't have a maid by his side, wasn't he just being used by him as a maid.

"No need." Thyme waved at him, "It's dinner time now, this son will go to dinner first, and I'll change Nanchen's clothes." ”

"But......" Leng Ying hesitated to stare at the prince's cold face, "Girl, now that this lonely man and widow are in the same room, I'm afraid it's not ......"

"What's this?" Thyme raised her eyes slightly, with a straight face, "The little girl was born in medicine, how can there be any difference between men and women?" According to what this son said, is it possible that the little girl has touched Nanchen's wrist, and she can't get married? ”

"This, this is." Leng Ying looked embarrassed.

Lord Wang, this is really not a subordinate who doesn't care about you, who called this little girl look weak, but she is so sharp-toothed?

Before Yin Nanchen got angry, Leng Ying hurriedly slipped away.

"This kid!" Yin Nanchen gritted his teeth and said.

"Nanchen." Thyme called him with a smile as she pulled his clothes.

The moment the cold fingertips touched his wheat-colored skin, Yin Nanchen still couldn't help but tremble.

"The king himself will come." He wanted to think about Mu Qingge's appearance again, but found that her face suddenly became blurry in his mind.

What's going on?

Yin Nanchen felt a little weird, obviously when Thyme was not there just now, he still longed for Qingge to the bone, and everywhere he looked like there was the shadow of this little woman.

But as soon as this thyme came, why didn't he seem to be able to remember the appearance of the little woman?

He closed his eyes and carefully recalled, and finally, Mu Qingge's face seemed to become clearer.

"Nanchen, what are you thinking?" Thyme stared at the man in front of him, only to see that his eyes were closed, but the corners of his mouth had a smile that was richer than when he talked to him.

"Nothing." Yin Nanchen opened his eyes suddenly, he had always been an unsmiling person.

"In that case, then you can lie down on that bed." A hint of loss quickly slipped through Thyme's eyes, but she still forced a smile and pointed to the bed with the curtain on the side.

"No one has ever slept on this bed except for the little girl, and if the prince dislikes it, he can only go to the straw mats of those ordinary patients outside."

As a prince, when did Yin Nanchen sleep on a straw mat?

He glanced out, and the mats, though not dirty, had been slept on by an unknown number of people.

"This king is a dignified eight-foot man, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to sleep in the boudoir of your girl's house." Yin Nanchen glanced at the straw mat outside, sighed, and was about to walk outside the house.

"Why not?" Thyme walked a few steps quickly and blocked in front of him, "The little girl has already said that the doctor is benevolent, regardless of men and women, and the prince is the king."

Why do you have to be so mindful all the time? What's more, this is not a little girl's boudoir, just a place to take a break when you are tired. ”

Thyme's sincere expression infected Yin Nanchen, he hesitated for a moment, and walked into the curtain.

Lying on the bed, he yawned again for some reason, and soon fell into the meeting with Zhou Gong again.

To say that this dream is extremely strange, the scenes with Mu Qingge in the past are replayed in front of his eyes like a horse, but the woman in it is not Mu Qingge, but has become thyme.

The place is quirky.

Yin Nanchen held on to a trace of sanity, trying to break free from this strange dream, but he fell deeper and deeper.

Thyme gently smoothed the man's tightly knit brow with her index finger, incense burned at the head of the bed, the smoke slowly drifted in, her expression was faint in the smoke, and she couldn't see clearly.

If she hadn't opened the window in advance, I'm afraid Yin Nanchen would have fallen for this psychedelic incense a long time ago.

But Thyme knows in her heart that Yin Nanchen can have such a great reputation in the rivers and lakes and in the court, and he must not be like those ordinary men who are fooled at a glance, and if he is not careful, everything will be self-defeating.

Everything has to be inadvertently infiltrated in the slightest.

(End of chapter)