Chapter 10: King Qin is ill
"It's delicious!"
Nan Jinyu nodded, grabbed a chopstick noodle and was about to send it to her mouth, but suddenly the bowl in front of her was gone.
"I'll taste it."
The person on the other side said as if nothing happened, Nan Jinyu was stunned, and the chopsticks in her hand were gone.
"Huh?"
Miss Nan wanted to cry without tears, and she found the small can of chili noodles in the huge kitchen! Now that the chili oil is gone, do you want her to eat boiled noodles in plain water?
"Hmm......"
The demon ate a small bite of noodles, chewing and swallowing slowly, which looked quite eye-catching.
"Is it spicy?"
Nan Jinyu pestled his chin to watch him eat, and his saliva was so flooded that he wanted to kill.
"It's okay."
The demon blinked, and the speed of eating noodles was obviously much faster than before, and after the wind and clouds, only a shiny empty bowl of noodles was left in a large bowl of noodles.
Is the Qin Wangfu so poor? Even a bowl of noodles have to be grabbed to eat?
Nan Jinyu lay on the table, a little dizzy with hunger, "Your Highness is full, I'm still hungry!" ”
"Come with me."
Xiao Chen then remembered that he had just come to look for her, and led people out.
"Oh." Nan Jinyu's eyes lit up, and she followed in small steps.
There were many guards squatting on the treetops, and when I looked at it from a distance, I saw the South girl jumping up and following behind her master, obedient as a pet.
Back in the study, in the face of the warm fire meal that he had eaten for 20 years, Xiao Chen had no appetite.
"Are you looking at enough?"
Nan Jinyu opened the food box and laid out the exquisite food with three layers inside and outside, there were eighteen kinds of dishes, and her smile was sincere, "Enough!" ”
"Eat."
Xiao Chen returned to the front of the case, searching for information about Nan Jinyu in his mind.
It is rumored that the eldest lady of the Nan family, who is fostered in the Zhu family, does not go out of the door on weekdays, and has no interest in the things next to her except for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but now it seems that it is really not credible......
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Nan Jinyu smiled and ate unceremoniously.
After eating and drinking, seeing that King Qin was still studying at the desk, Nan Jinyu went back to the room with a good acquaintance.
Fang was looking for ingredients in the small kitchen, but he saw a lot of unusual medicinal materials, what hidden diseases did King Qin have that was unsightly?
Nan Jinyu looked up at the moon and thought about it.
"Hey......"
The man on the roof pricked up his ears.
"What should I do if I can't sleep after I eat too much?"
The man on the roof didn't move.
"Well, let's boil water and take a shower!"
The people on the roof of the house climbed and fell.
Nan Jinyu happily jumped out of bed and kicked into the ear room. After half a pillar of incense, the guards of the entire main courtyard of the Qin Palace's mansion disappeared completely.
Nan Jinyu squatted in the small kitchen, her eyes swept over the strange medicinal herbs, opened the bottles one by one and smelled them.
Ginseng, snow lotus, Ganoderma lucidum, blood swallow, pansy...... There are more than 30 flavors of medicinal herbs, and a few of them are unheard of.
She is a top surgeon with a bachelor's, master's and doctor's degree, and she has studied Chinese medicine with her teacher for ten years, but now she can't recognize all the medicinal materials, and she is so depressed that she wants to hit the wall.
Forget it, it seems that the road of curing the disease and saving people and hugging King Qin's thigh will not work.
Nan Jinyu sighed and obediently went back to take a bath and sleep.
The next day, the sun rises three poles.
As soon as Nan Jinyu opened her eyes, she saw someone standing in front of the bed.
"Miss Nan, you're awake," the woman put down the tray in her hand with an expressionless face, "The slave maid is called Tsing Yi." ”
"What is this?"
Glancing at the contents of the bowl, Nan Jinyu leaned in and sniffed it, then frowned, "Saffron?" ”
"The slave didn't know it was this kind of thing in it!"
Tsing Yi's complexion changed greatly, and his heroic eyebrows were twisted into two ropes.