Chapter Seventy-Seven: Transactions

The old palace maid answered the question.

Dou Qingshuang glanced at her, the old palace maid was still full of love, and she didn't feel that what she said was inappropriate, but just stuffed the medicine bottle back into her sleeve.

The old palace maid asked the servant to send Dou Qingshuang, and when she opened the door, she saw Zhao Yu standing under the laurel tree in front of the door, and when she heard the sound, he turned his head and his eyes slowly fell on Dou Qingshuang's body.

The sky was just white, the moonlight had not set, mixed with a little starlight rubbed into his eyes, shattered into countless points of light, flowing slowly like the Milky Way, like a big goblin who had practiced for 10,000 years, just raised his eyes, and even lost half of his soul.

The servants were stunned, Zhao Yu took away the light, put his hands behind his back, and the black whip under his feet seemed to crush the summer wind, crackling, and said to the old palace maid: "It's not too early, I should go back too." ”

"It's time to go back," the old palace maid put her hands into her cuffs, smiled amiably, and looked at him softly, "The sky before dawn is the darkest, and on the way back, there may be gravel blocking the way, and the water and river are disturbing, so in the old man's mansion, pick a lamp and go." ”

Zhao Yu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

"Go, bring that pair of glass lanterns," the old palace maid instructed to the people beside her, "Decorate some more snacks and send them to Dou Qingshuang to eat on the road, and pad your stomach when you sit in the carriage, so that you won't be so easily nauseous and dizzy." ”

"Thank you." Dou Qingshuang lowered her head, "I'm bothering you today, I'll visit you another day." ”

The old palace maid nodded with a smile, and said to Zhao Yu, who was smiling on the side, "Go ahead." ”

Zhao Yu nodded, and at this time, the servant just brought a pair of glass cups over, soft and orange, reflecting the warmth on his body, which made people inexplicably reassuring.

Sending both of them into the carriage, looking at the back of the carriage, the maidservant who had been following the old palace maid whispered: "In so many years, it is the first time I have seen the prince bring a girl to you, it seems that this girl is special to the prince." Lord, are we going to hurry up to make new clothes and add some jewelry? ”

"Although others are chic, they have never paid attention to the affairs of men and women," the old palace maid sighed, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she quickly held back, "Now it's just for the sake of my old age that I have found this girl." ”

The maidservant's nose was sour, and she hurriedly said: "Master, you will live a long life of 100 years, the prince once said that the 100 grandsons are asked to be sewn by your own hands." ”

"There will be this opportunity, it will," the old palace maid only felt a burst of bitterness in her mouth, and said with a smile: "He is still young, so he is not in a hurry." ”

The maid was almost choked, and looked at the old palace maid indescribably, but muttered in her heart, who is not married at the age of the prince in the capital? Even if you don't get married, you still have a few beautiful concubines by your side.

Only their prince has really done the butterfly from the flower, and the leaves do not stick to the body, and all day long he either has a flower name with this beauty, or a flower name with which lady.

In fact, there is not even a concubine!

At that time, the old palace maid was still worried about this and couldn't sleep for several days! Now that he finally brought a girl back, the old master actually thinks that the prince is still young?

I don't know who the person who was in a hurry at the beginning? The maid sighed silently, and when the summer breeze was grading, she helped the old palace maid back to the main hall to rest.

A remote place in Nanshu City, planted with all kinds of flowers, when the season comes, they rush to bloom, colorful, it is beautiful.

This is specially created by Zhao Yu for the old palace maid to let her retire here.

On the streets and alleys, there was a young man dressed in a fox attack, and he was followed by a thin and terrible girl, and in the distance, two groups of servants followed them, hanging their heads, not daring to make a sound.

"What's wrong with her illness?" Zhao Yu spoke slowly, reached out and grabbed the broken branch, pinched it in his hand and played with it, "Tell the truth." ”

"Lack of essence and blood, all five internal organs are damaged," Dou Qingshuang's eyes fell on his bandaged hands like two browns, his tone was light, he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs, but there was a trace of struggle in his heart, the old palace maid's loving face lingered in her mind anyway, "She should have been poisoned, she survived by luck, the toxins accumulated in the blood, seeping into the bones and blood for many years, and she wanted to remove them, unless she changed the bones and blood all over the body, and she had never recuperated on weekdays, she was too tired, As a result, the army is now defeated, and it is easier said than done to control it? ”

When the old palace maid chatted with her before, Dou Qingshuang took advantage of her unpreparedness and used the only remaining intact finger to catch the pulse of the old palace maid.

The poison in the old palace maid, the humiliation and beating, are all for the royal family, and now the royal family is not treating him well, and even the courtyard is Zhao Yu holding the urn into the palace and fighting for her.

Zhao Yu didn't seem to have a look on his face, looking at the orange sunlight reflected by the white sky of the fish's belly, "You mean, you won't live long?" ”

"Take care of your recuperation, maybe three or five years, if the recuperation is not good, it will be a matter of one or two years," Dou Qingshuang said, "You call your people to come out, write down what I said, make some spiritual porridge every day, enhance your physique, and have a good mentality, even if you live longer, there is no problem." ”

"Your people are here, so why do you need anyone else?" Zhao Yu'er smiled and said in mid-air: "Lu Yi." ”

A black shadow fell from the sky, knelt down on one knee in front of the two, saluted Zhao Yu respectfully, then took out a brush and codex, and said with a serious expression: "Miss Dou, please speak." ”

Dou Qingshuang said: "Shuifa shark fin three taels, seasoning five dollars each, decant the water shark fin to the original soup in the bowl, scald it once with boiling water, put it in the bowl again, pass the oil, add the seasoning to boil, stew the shark fin until soft, pour it in the jar, take it three times a day, you teach the old lady some healthy moves, accumulate over time, it will be effective." ”

Lu Yi's hand holding the brush stiffened.

Soup?

But after thinking about it, the prince would not really let him stew soup, his heart slowly fell again, and when Dou Qingshuang and Zhao Yu were not paying attention, he raised his sleeve and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

The two walked silently, Lu Yi silently followed behind them, and when they turned a corner, Lu Yi stopped, waited for the two to go farther, and then jumped down and followed behind the two from a distance.

Dou Qingshuang couldn't understand what Zhao Yu was going to do whenever he involved her in his affairs.

But Zhao Yu didn't speak, and she didn't bother to open her mouth herself, so she followed behind Zhao Yu and was silent. If he hadn't stopped suddenly, Dou Qingshuang would have hit him such a fleshy wall.

"Dou girl," Zhao Yu's lips curled into a smile, extremely evil, "How about we make a deal." ”