After checking several packets of medicine, Li Jingmo habitually stretched out his hand to the side to ask for a handkerchief.

Zhao Fuling paused for a moment, and then asked consciously: "I'm going to fetch water for Du Gongzi to wash?" ”

Li Jingmo came back to his senses instantly, he withdrew his hand, and his voice was a little softer: "No, thank you Miss Zhao." ”

Zhao Fuling nodded, and her gaze fell back to the table: "Among these medicinal materials, is there any truth?" ”

"It's all true." Li Jingmo clenched his fingertips lightly, and as he spoke, his lips brought out a faint arc, "It seems that Miss Zhao is lucky this time." ”

Zhao Fuling's eyes lit up.

Since the medicinal materials are all true, then the reputation value of the shops that sell the medicines is also high, and the remaining two medicinal materials may also be able to get from them.

She hurriedly opened the mall and prepared to collect these shops, thinking of Ying Qi's words, she paused again, looked at Li Jingmo and asked, "Listen to Ying Qi, Du Gongzi has recovered a lot now?" ”

If she can see one or two vaguely, she will definitely not be like this in front of the other party in the future, and she will have to be more restrained.

Unexpectedly, Li Jingmo shook his head, with a little helplessness on his face: "If you don't say that, Ying Qi won't leave with confidence." ”

Zhao Fuling understood, she quickly collected the store, and then gathered her clothes again and sat down across the table.

She looked at Li Jingmo and asked, "Is the amount of medicinal herbs enough?" ”

Li Jingmo just checked it, and roughly estimated that it should be enough, so he nodded.

Zhao Fuling asked again: "If you get the remaining two flavors of medicine, how long will it take for Du Gongzi to fully recover?" ”

Li Jingmo didn't speak at first.

Sensing that Zhao Fuling's burning gaze fell on his lips, he opened his mouth uncomfortably: "Yueyu." ”

One month?

It's okay too.

Although Li Ce was interested in himself, he was a high emperor after all.

After today's experience, what he will do next is not to immediately release himself as a concubine, but to humiliate and stimulate him in other ways.

This kind of high-ranking man always wants women to be attached, worshipped, and relied on him.

The original Zhao Fuling was arrogant and arrogant, holding the shelves of Zhao's daughters everywhere. Today's Zhao Fuling is wanton and doesn't take him seriously.

The same obtain, the same concern.

And the way Li Ce is worried about is probably to destroy a person, pull that person off the altar to suppress and torture, wait until the other party admits defeat and begs for mercy, and then does everything he can to pocket.

So as long as you grasp this degree well, it is not impossible to have a tug-of-war with Li Ce for a month.

Zhao Fuling thought for a moment and got up: "Then Du Gongzi should rest early, I'll go back first, and I'll come over early tomorrow to boil medicine for Du Gongzi." ”

Li Jingmo raised his head, but before he could speak, he felt a night wind of Meng Lang coming towards him.

Although there was no one around and there was no need for the two of them to avoid it, after Zhao Lingling came in, the door of the house was kept wide open. At this moment, the night wind was fierce, as if it had been poured in from the door with twelve points of force.

Zhao Fuling's skirt was blown messily flying, and even the long hair tied up high covered half of her face.

She tore off the messy ends of her hair, stood at the door and looked at the dark sky at some point, and sighed: "Summer is so bad, the weather can change." ”

As soon as the words fell, a thunderclap struck, and half of the sky was lit up by lightning.

Immediately afterward, torrential rain followed.

The raindrops the size of beans crackled and smashed on the ground, and the bluestone steps instantly became slippery and reflective.

The rain even tilted wantonly, unknowingly wetting the upper of Zhao Fuling's shoes.

Zhao Fuling stepped back a little and added, "...... The rainstorm is coming. ”

Her voice was not low, but it was mixed in with the raging storm and turned into a low murmur.