All the way back to the backyard, Feng Zi's expression fluctuated, and a complex suspicion also spread in the bottom of her heart.

When she returned to the backyard, the medicine slave was holding a shovel and rummaging the herbs in the pot for her.

"Thank you." Feng Zi was stunned and whispered to the medicine slave.

The medicine slave glanced at her, didn't say a word, just loosened the shovel and turned away, taking care of himself.

Feng Zi took the shovel and turned over the medicinal herbs in the pot a few times, seeing that the fire in the stove was booming, and the soup in the pot was boiling, she let go of the shovel in her hand, sat on the low stool on the side, and then turned over the ink paper in her hand and watched carefully.

I have to say that although Murong You's character is not good, he writes well. The handwriting on these ink papers is indeed a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, but it has a bit of scholarly elegance, which is not in line with his character.

I thought that the words written by narrow-minded and biased people like Murong You must be petty and not atmospheric, but I didn't expect that they would be so atmospheric.

And as the saying goes, the handwriting is like a person, but at this time, there are also mistakes and inappropriate sayings.

Feng Zi's heart fluctuated a few wisps, and her complexion sank more and more, and after reading all the drug formulas on the ink paper, she began to prepare the medicinal materials according to the steps on the paper.

Because Murong You wanted to test the pills he made, and he didn't know if he would invite Xiao Jin over again tomorrow evening, which caught her off guard, so that Feng Zi didn't dare to slack off at all when making medicine this time.

The hours passed, and the smell of medicine in the house was intense and heavy.

The medicine slave tidied up the medicinal flowers and herbs in the house by himself as if he didn't realize it, and then moved all of them out of the house to dry them again, and he wouldn't come over to take a look at Feng Zi, let alone the attention or guidance he deserved.

I was nervous, because Feng Zi started to do things, and she was also extremely serious, and after the first medicine was boiled into pills, it was already dusk, and she was so busy that she even wasted her lunch.

After all the pills were filled into the empty porcelain bottle, Feng Zi didn't dare to delay the time, and continued to sort out the medicinal flowers and herbs, preparing to boil the next medicine.

On the few pieces of ink paper that Murong You gave her, a total of four Chinese medicines were displayed, and now she has only boiled one, the progress is worrying, thinking about tonight, she naturally can't rest, and even needs to stay up all night.

At this point, Feng Zi's face sank a little, and she only said that Murong You deliberately targeted her, so that she could make these kinds of medicines in such a short period of time.

It's just that even if she is unhappy and even angry in her heart, she has a lot of worries, and she doesn't want to really offend Murong You, so she will make a big deal about this matter completely, if not, then Murong You will definitely not let her go.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my thoughts were churning, complicated and surging, and a strong anger and sadness slipped through the bottom of my heart.

Thinking about the infinite scenery in the past, but now being sent under the fence and being bullied by others, I know that people's hearts are not ancient and it is not easy to survive.

And the blood feud of her regent family, how can she avenge it? Whether to directly assassinate Jun Liyuan, or to wait for an opportunity to find the remaining military power of the regent palace, so as to rely on the power of the 100,000 army to kill Jun Liyuan and overthrow the entire Jokhang Dynasty.

"It's dusk, and you're not leaving?" Just as Feng Zi's eyes were far away and he lost his mind, a numb and deep voice came not far away.

Feng Zi suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyes and followed the sound, only to see that she didn't know when, the medicine slave was already standing not far away, looking at her expressionlessly.