After making lunch, Zhao Fuling went to the next door as usual.

Without Ying Qi's noise, Li Jingmo's desolation revealed a little bleakness.

The water in the courtyard is all dry, and even the bluestone steps are refreshing and clean.

Zhao Fuling deliberately glanced at it a few times, but after not finding the new moss, she slowly walked to the front of the house.

The door was open inward, and Li Jingmo was sitting at the table writing something with a pen.

He sat tall and straight, his long hair tied up high, and when he bowed his head slightly and bent down his long neck, the red strip of cloth that was tangled in his hair was clearly revealed.

The white silk behind the ears is intertwined with it, red and white, and the color is eye-catching.

The two occasionally swept towards the cold white face as if they were messing together, and were quickly brushed away by his slender fingertips.

Green shadows were thick, his snow-white coat moved with the wind, and his shoulders seemed to be covered with a deep and shallow moonlight in the daylight.

Every time Zhao Fuling saw it, she felt a silent palpitation.

The other party obviously heard her movements, the tip of the pen paused slightly, raised his head and looked straight towards the door: "Miss Zhao? ”

"It's me." Zhao Fuling came back to her senses and approached with her meal. Seeing a piece of ink smudged on the paper due to the pause, he immediately reminded him, "Du Gongzi, your paper is dirty." ”

Li Jingmo raised his wrist and put the pen on the side of the desk.

Zhao Fuling took a few glances and found that the pen was left by herself, and she could write without dipping it in ink.

At that time, I deliberately exposed this flaw, just to negotiate the conditions for leaving the palace with the other party, I didn't think about taking it back at that time, and now it is convenient for the other party to keep it.

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at the table, and found that in the several blank sheets of paper spread out, the names of Chinese medicines were written.

Zhao Fuling's tone was surprised: "Du Gongzi has changed the medicine?" ”

Li Jingmo shook his head and explained warmly: "It's just that the dosage of the medicine has been adjusted, but the medicinal materials remain the same." But...... I have to bother Miss Zhao to re-sort it for Du. ”

He spoke warmly and warmly, and at this time there was apology in his words, like a clump of flowers bowing their heads obediently.

Zhao Fuling glanced at him a few times, but didn't take the latter sentence to heart, and after the handwriting on the paper was dry, she picked up the prescription and looked at it carefully for a while.

Not only did she adjust the dosage of the medicine, but the other party also added the new flavor medicine she brought.

And the portion is not small.

But Zhao Fuling didn't say anything immediately, and after Li Jingmo finished eating, he asked calmly: "Every time Du Gongzi adds a taste of medicinal herbs, will he vomit blood and coma once?" ”

Li Jingmo paused, he knew that he couldn't hide it from Zhao Fuling, so he laughed helplessly.

"Maybe it will, but Du is not sure."

"Why do you want to do something you're not sure about?" Zhao Fuling stared at his face and said slowly, "Ying Qi entrusted Du Gongzi to me before leaving, if Du Gongzi had an accident during this period, I couldn't bear the responsibility." ”

Li Jingmo moved his Adam's apple, and after a while, he seemed embarrassed and ashamed, clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lowly.

I couldn't hear any movement from Zhao Fuling, so I knew that the other party was still waiting for an explanation.

Li Jingmo raised his head slightly, pressed his finger joints as if he was resigned to his fate, and his voice fell low and hoarse: "Even if you are not sure, you have to give it a try." ”

He has always been calm and clear, and he has always been calm and measured.

But at this moment, the slightly pursed lips collapsed into a straight line, revealing a slight imperceptible coolness: "I don't have much time to wait any longer." ”

After more than two months in the palace, it was fortunate that his broken body could be restored to this level.

There is chaos everywhere in Anxi City, and the Beifu Army is still waiting for him to return to preside over the overall situation.

He didn't have the time or the opportunity to spend it anymore.

If you want to live here for the rest of your life, what is the purpose of struggling to find the light?