This is the first time Zeng Rong has truly realized the four words that the Queen Mother once mentioned, "there is nothing to do".

Zeng Rong didn't know what he had experienced in the past few days, but a few days ago in Puji Temple, he did see that he had improved, some talked and laughed, and there was light in his eyes, it was starlight, not water.

After hesitating for a moment, Zeng Rong smiled at him, "Yes, there are all kinds of possibilities every day. For example, when I met Amei, and then I met me, the two of us did a lot of impossible things before, flying Kong Ming lanterns, flying kites, shopping, and going to restaurants. So, maybe tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, someone else will surprise you in a different way. ”

Zhu Heng smiled back at Zeng Rong, "I thought I would be persuaded to look away, I have no legs, hands and eyes, and a normal mind, but I didn't expect it to be unusual." ”

"I didn't take the ordinary way, and our understanding was not the ordinary way, I was a little palace maid, and I actually taught the second prince a lesson, and I was ashamed to act as a nurturing aunt in front of me many times, and I dared to disobey the dignity, and I even connived at me."

After Zeng Rong finished speaking, without waiting for Zhu Heng to respond, he said: "Actually, the last point really has to be changed, if you leak your mouth in front of outsiders one day, you will be scolded for a small matter, and you will be in trouble if you are punished." ”

"It's okay, I will, I'll remind you." Zhu Heng originally wanted to say that he would protect her, but thinking about his own situation, he swallowed it back.

"Okay, then there is His Royal Highness Lao Er." Zeng Rong smiled playfully.

When Zhu Heng saw it, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of her head, Zeng Rong was frightened by this, and sat on the ground, "Go back to the second highness, don't bring such a scary." ”

This action hurt Zhu Heng, and Zhu Heng manipulated the wheelchair to take two steps back, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Zeng Rong realized that she had hurt someone, but there was no way, Fang was her subconscious reaction, although she sympathized with Zhu Heng and wanted to help him get out of the predicament, but this is not the same thing as the relationship between men and women.

The problem is that Zhu Heng's situation is so special, Zeng Rong really can't bear to hurt him, so he has cooperated with the Queen Mother and the Emperor as much as possible these days, and has also cared about him as much as possible to enlighten him, so he gave the other party an illusion and mistakenly thought that she had acquiesced to this arrangement.

The moment she got up from the ground, Zeng Rong accidentally brought out the purse in her sleeve pocket, so she hurriedly handed the purse to Zhu Heng, "Come, look at my craftsmanship, are you satisfied?" ”

Zhu Heng's eyes were attracted by the purse, took the purse, held the purse in one hand, touched the bamboo and small insects on the purse with the other, his eyes finally had a look, and there was a smile on his face, "I like it, I remembered it?" ”

"That's natural, I'm the best embroiderer in the Shang Gong Bureau." Zeng Rong deliberately played tricks.

"Yes, our Ah Rong is the best." Zhu Heng sincerely agreed.

This accompaniment made Zeng Rong uncomfortable.

Fortunately, at this time, Xiao Haizi came up with two bowls of goat's milk, but before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first, Zeng Rong was busy to avoid embarrassment, and hurriedly went over to pick it up.

"Why is it red?" Zhu Heng looked at this bowl of goat milk and didn't dare to drink it.

"I added cherry juice, and the emperor ordered me to send it." Zeng Rong explained.

It's okay not to say this, but Zhu Heng is in a bad mood when he says it.

"Please also ask the Second Highness to look at the share that the lower officials have worked so hard to bring, and also ask the Second Highness to see the idea that the lower officials racked their brains to come up with, and also for the sake of the little Haizi who bothered to pound these juices, the Second Highness must appreciate his face and taste it." Zeng Rong sent the goat's milk to Zhu Heng.

"There's always so much reason to mess around." After speaking, Zhu Heng picked up the goat's milk, took a small sip, and saw Zeng Rong staring at him with his head half-tilted without blinking, Zhu Heng couldn't bear to disappoint her, and drank the bowl of goat milk in a big gulp.

It doesn't seem to be as bad as expected.

No, it should be much better than before, sweet and sour, and the most important thing is that he doesn't have that feeling of nausea and wanting to vomit.

"How?" Zeng Rong asked.

"Okay." Zhu Heng gave a two-word evaluation.

Zeng Rong pursed his mouth, picked up another bowl by himself, and tasted it twice, which was slightly better than the taste in her memory, the smell was not so strong, and the sweet and sour cherries diluted the richness of the goat's milk, which made Zeng Rong a little in love, and she drank the rest of the bowl.

"Your own idea?" Zhu Heng asked.

Zeng Rong nodded, and talked about the situation when she picked raspberries and mulberries with Ah Hua in her hometown, especially mulberries, which would easily spoil if they couldn't be eaten, and she liked to squeeze them into juice to drink.

As she spoke, Zeng Rong was silent, she remembered another kind of juice, Qingtuan rice crackers made of wormwood juice.

Looking at "Baicao Collection" in the past few days, Zeng Rong has a further understanding of wormwood, this thing has the best effect on dispelling cold, and it is also helpful to symptoms such as joint pain, Zhu Heng has no joint pain She doesn't know, but he stayed in the well water for a night, the cold must have entered the body, if it is not treated in time, it will definitely cause some damage to his joints.

"Do your legs and joints hurt?" Zeng Rongyou wanted to lift the other party's trouser legs to check it, but first, she couldn't wipe her face, and secondly, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see anything if she saw it, so she had a reputation in vain.

"How did you come up with this?" Zhu Heng's hand clenched involuntarily again.

"I think of a kind of Qingtuan in my hometown, called wormwood rice crackers, and wormwood thinks of the cold-dispelling properties of wormwood, and I think of the legs." Zeng Rong told the truth.

She is still waiting for Zhu Heng to cooperate with her treatment, and she can only try some herbs with no side effects in the early stage, and it is best not to alarm anyone.

"It's useless, I've done moxibustion." Zhu Heng quickly understood Zeng Rong's intentions, and couldn't bear to let her be busy in vain.

"Well, listen to me, insist on soaking your feet in wormwood every night for three months, and tell me if it has any effect for three months? Also, I'm in charge of finding wormwood, but don't tell anyone about it. Zeng Rong proposed.

Zhu Heng stared at Zeng Rong for a long time, and after a long while, he asked, "Why?" ”

"No, I just want to do it, can't I?" Zeng Rong pretended to be domineering and replied.

"Okay." Zhu Heng spit out a word.

"Remember, even the Queen Mother is not allowed to tell." Zeng Rong admonished.

Zhu Heng nodded again.

Later, Zeng Rong asked some about Zhu Heng's leg massage, only to know that Xiao Haizi and Xiao Luzi would help him massage a stick of incense before going to bed, but even so, his legs inevitably atrophied.

For this reason, Zhu Heng felt that there was no possibility.