Chapter 15 The Way of Medication (Part II)

Three years ago, Lao Qing Wang was seriously ill, and Xiao Qian's master, Master Yuanrong, came to visit. Master Yuanrong finished checking the pulse of Lao Qing Wang, and his expression became more solemn. He called Xiao Qian to him and stretched out two fingers to his heart. Xiao Qian was stunned, he didn't understand the master's intentions, and then he felt depressed and uncomfortable, as if he was pressed by a thousand catties of boulder, and couldn't help coughing urgently.

When he finally caught his breath, he listened to the master say:

"You're sick, and you need to take the medicine I prescribed every day to keep you safe. Pay more attention to the ...... of daily medication"

He didn't feel sick at all, but Master Harmony didn't decide that he would have to take medicine before he recovered.

The prescription for the ten days is different from usual, and the method of decoction is also special. In spring and autumn, the dew on the grass leaves is used to decoction, in the summer it is cooked with the dew on the flowers or rainwater, and in the winter, the snow on the plum blossoms must be used and the medicinal herbs are put into the medicine jar, and the two bowls of water are fried to one bowl, and the sweet plum is taken before noon.

Mo Yu was ordered by King Xiaoxian to go to the Water Pavilion Lotus Pond to collect dew. When I went out before dawn, my trouser corners and shoes and socks were wet from the grass and dew and had not yet dried.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and boil the medicine. Do you want me to do it? ”

Usually, even if he helps to collect dew, he will hand it over to the children of the Qingwang Mansion to decoction. Mo Yu stood there holding the white porcelain vase and waiting for orders, and King Xiaoxian suddenly felt that his attendants were a little dull.

Ink Rain Road:

"Peony has something to ask the little prince for help, and he is waiting outside the door."

The slave and maid follow the master, Xiaoxian Wang was born weak and white, and Mo Yu is also a delicate little girl, wearing a green shirt, with a round chin pressed on the white collar, and the appearance of low eyebrows and drooping eyes makes people want to be angry.

"I didn't say it sooner!" Xiaoxian Dynasty looked outside the door, motioned to Mo Yu to boil the medicine, and then turned his head to pull Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian was raising his eyebrows and looking at the beauty picture on the table. Only half of the picture of the beauty is blurred, and King Xiaoxian focuses on clothing, and does not seem to have a specific concept of the ideal object in his heart.

Xiao Qian was dragged by King Xiaoxian and walked out of the door together.

Peony Fuli explained the intention, and when he saw that King Xiaoxian nodded in agreement, his eyes drifted to the ink rain that was holding the white porcelain vase far away.

Xiao Qian saw that the scene in front of him was intentional, and the flowing water was slowly and lightly, and it seemed that there was no emotion.

Last night, he asked Mo Yu for help for supper, and Mo Yu came back and asked his mother in the kitchen to make it, without mentioning the name of Peony.

"Can I please write a recipe? It's interesting! ”

King Xiaoxian has always been curious about the female neighbor next door, and when he returned to Chaoyun Pavilion just now, he deliberately glanced into the neighbor's door and didn't see anyone. At this time, the neighbor asked him to come to the door to help, and he hurried forward with curiosity.

Xiao Qian slowly followed Xiao Xianwang into the room.

"Eleventh girl, the little virtuous king is here."

Yan Shiyi got up and turned the round table to salute, and saw two pairs of men's feet in front of him from his drooping eyes, and knew that King Qing and King Xiaoxian had come over together.

It's really in and out together, like glue!

It's just to write a prescription, and the peony dares to alarm the prince, isn't it a bit of a fuss?

Of course, she didn't know that King Xiaoxian's grandmother and the county lord's maternal grandmother were her best friends, the Jinlan sisters. The county lord was raised by his grandmother's side since he was a child, and he often walked around the Xianwang Mansion, and when he got married, he also added a lot of red makeup to the Xianwang Mansion.

The county lord treats King Xiaoxian like his little brother. It is common for the maids of the county lord's mansion and the Xianwang's mansion to get married.

Xiaoxian Wang was sitting precariously, holding a lacquer rod in his hand, and waving his pen while listening.

Yan Shiyi stood at the table, occasionally glanced at Xiao Xianwang's brushstrokes, and said quickly, just wait for him to catch up before talking about the next medicine.

Peony stood behind King Xiaoxian, the corners of his mouth and eyes full of admiration.

Xiao Qian's gaze once again caught Yan Shiyi's brushstrokes looking at Xiao Xianwang, and frowned slightly.