According to Chu Yao's instructions, Caihua packed the coal in a new basket, dragged Mama Li, who refused to leave, and walked towards Lanqi Palace.

Along the way, the swagger is spectacular.

Soon, the things of "Mama Li making trouble in Ninghe Palace" and "Fei Meiren being reduced to a talented person" spread throughout the harem.

Ning Hegong, who originally had no sense of existence, once again appeared in the eyes of everyone.

There was a lot of discussion in the palace.

Everyone left, and Ninghe Palace finally quieted down.

Chu Yao closed the palace door, turned around, caught a glimpse of a long figure in the afterglow, turned his gaze, and Chu Yao saw a man.

The man was dressed in a white robe, looking handsome, like a fairy, he held his hands behind his back, standing in the backlight, and looked at Chu Yao with a bit of inquiry in his bright Danfeng eyes.

Rao is the third time he has seen this man, and Chu Yao can't help but sigh with emotion, woe to you!

There really is such a handsome man in this world, Chu Yao still opened his eyes.

Retracting his extremely appreciative gaze, Chu Yao walked back to the stone table, sat down, opened another teacup, poured the tea, took a small sip, and chuckled: "The tea sent by the prince the day before yesterday is really good." ”

Son?

The man's brow furrowed.

Not very satisfied with the title.

After taking a few deep glances at Chu Yao, he walked to the opposite side of Chu Yao and sat down, his voice was like an aged wine, deep and magnetic: "This is the best tea." ”

Chu Yao sniffed the fragrance of tea, nodded, and agreed.

It is indeed the best tea.

It is also her taste, and she once begged her father to ask for some in Chu Xiangfu, but she could only come and try a few taels.

But this man, the shot is a few pounds!

I thought he was a guard, or the son of an adult, but now, Chu Yao suspected that this man was from the palace.

Rajah?

Although Chu Yao's father is Xiangye, Chu Yao has not had much contact with the royal family since he was a child, even if it is really the prince, Chu Yao does not know which one.

Besides, which prince will run to Lanqi Palace if he is seriously injured?

The first time they met, it was half a month ago, the day she woke up from a dream.

The man appeared in her room covered in blood, with a sharp dagger stuck in his chest, and his life hung by a thread.

The healer's instinct, she subconsciously, saved the man's life, and when she came back to her senses, the man had already left.

Later, when Tingqin came in to change the incense, he saw a pool of blood, thinking that it was Chu Yao's, and he was so frightened that he cried, thinking that Chu Yao couldn't think of killing himself, if it wasn't for Chu Yao's quick reaction, Tingqin would almost go with him.

The second time I saw this man, it was three days ago, the man carried a few catties of expensive tea, appeared in front of her out of nowhere, looked at her for a while, and finally left quietly without saying anything.

Today, we are meeting for the third time.

If it weren't for the prince...... Could it be the emperor?

But after listening to Qin, the emperor went to Qingcheng and personally supervised the construction of the polder, and he didn't return to the palace for a month.

Chu Yao squinted his eyes, took a small sip of tea, and the fragrance of tea overflowed, spreading between his mouths.

In view of this excellent tea, Chu Yao felt that he should continue his job as a doctor.

Putting down the teacup, his eyes fell on the man's chest, he pondered for a moment, and routinely inquired about his condition: "Now, how is Childe's injury?" ”

The man cherishes words like gold, and has no feelings: "Thanks to the queen, it's much better." ”

But that gaze was fixed on Chu Yao.

Chu Yao's overly straightforward gaze made Chu Yao a little uncomfortable, she responded softly, staggered the man's gaze, took out the two celadon vials prepared from her sleeve pocket, and handed them to the man.