In addition to her friends, Ye Qingyu's eyes when she looked at her were also mixed with a hint of scrutiny and ridicule for her future brother-in-law.

"Look at me with a strange look." Luo Xijun found Ye Qingyu's abnormality and said coldly.

"Ahem...... What's weird? Ye Qingyu asked.

"I don't know." Luo Xijun hit the nail on the head, "You know it yourself." ”

Ye Qingyu steadied his mind, put on an innocent face, casually pulled a reason to fool the past, and then quickly changed the topic,

"What kind of pill do you want to make? You can list the medicinal materials you need, and I will ask Shopkeeper Qin to help you purchase them. ”

Luo Xijun didn't pursue her weirdness, and when he heard her words, he said,

"One cures cough and asthma, and the other replenishes blood."

"They are all extremely useful pills, and if they are effective, they can be sold for a lot of money." Ye Qingyu hesitated and asked again,

"Can you show me the recipe for this pill?"

The recipes for the preparation of pills are all called secret recipes, and naturally they cannot be easily told to others, and even the secret recipes of some medicine halls are only passed on to the descendants of the descendants, and the collateral lines in the family cannot get it at all.

Luo Xijun answered, quickly wrote the recipe, handed it to Ye Qingyu, and asked her to check it.

Ye Qingyu took it, looked at it carefully, and found that this method was feasible, but on this basis, she still saw the way to improve, so she said to Luo Xijun.

Luo Xijun thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Your use of herbs is more sophisticated than mine, and I want to ask you for more advice." ”

Ye Qingyu smiled embarrassedly, "I'm much older than you, and the more I see, the more I understand." You are much smarter than me, and your medical skills will be better than mine in the future. ”

Luo Xijun raised his eyebrows, "You are too modest." ”

Ye Qingyu didn't talk to her about being modest or not, and discussed with her about the improvement method of another recipe, and when it was all confirmed, Ye Qingyu said,

"Then I'll let Qiu Ye go to Uncle Qin to purchase medicinal materials, what else do you want besides these?"

"I'm ready, you can call Jia Niang." Luo Xijun said.

“…… Good. Ye Qingyu nodded.

"Then let's go to the West Wing, you lie down, relax, and communicate better." Ye Qingyu said.

Luo Xijun had no opinion, stood up and walked to Ye Qingyu's side, but suddenly leaned over and sniffed her,

"The fragrance on your body is not because of the sachet, but because of the body fragrance?"

"Hmm." Ye Qingyu saw that she found out, and she didn't hide it, "It's body fragrance." ”

"Then what did you do with the sachet you gave to Jia Niang before?" Luo Xijun frowned a little puzzled.

"Guess." Ye Qingyu winked at her.

Luo Xijun stared at her for a moment, suddenly grabbed her wrist and gave her a pulse, and after a while, she said with some surprise,

"Your pulse is very healthy, and there is no sign of poison, but although these dark spots on your face have faded, they have not completely faded, isn't this a toxin?"

"Guess." Ye Qingyu smiled slightly, "I won't tell you the answer." ”

This attitude was somewhat underwhelming, but Luo Xijun was not angry at all, but became a little interested, "Can you let me take a little of your blood?" ”

“…… Yes, yes, but I have one condition. Ye Qingyu saw that she had found the point all of a sudden, was slightly stunned, and spoke.

"Well, what conditions do you say." Luo Xijun nodded.

(End of chapter)