It's a pity that no matter whether Murong Xue is shy or not, she can't give Murong Xue a chance to blackmail herself.

But the show has already been staged, and she has to wait and see what happens.

By the way, he gave the egret a slightly calm look.

The shopkeeper suddenly realized, and his eyes quickly glanced at Murong Xi, and his attitude was more enthusiastic than before.

"Oh? It turned out to be the princess, the princess came by chance today, there are a few bottles of gyokuro cream in the shop, and the princess is sure that she has used it, and her skin is as bright as white jade. ”

"Really?" Murong Xue's exaggerated reaction was put on hold in modern times, a proper childcare.

She cooperated, "Take it out and see!" ”

"Okay, Miss Murong and the princess, please wait." The shopkeeper's waist rummaged for a long time, and finally found two porcelain bottles.

"Don't hide it from the two of you, don't look at the price of this jade dew ointment, but the scarcity is tight, whether the guest can buy it depends on luck-"

Murong Xue's eyes had already begun to shine with success, "Money is not a problem-"

Murong Xi hooked her lips slightly, thinking that it was time for her to perform, while touching the purse on her waist, she wanted to pull Murong Xue's arm, but the next second, what Murong Xue said made her pause on the spot.

"I haven't seen my cousin for a long time, and this gift should be all to make my cousin happy." She smiled and took out a silver ticket and handed it to the shopkeeper, "I want as much as I want." ”

"Okay!" The shopkeeper smiled happily, put away the silver ticket and packed the gyokuro cream.

Murong Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, could she be too worried?

It was difficult to accept the gyokuro paste given by Murong Xue "reluctantly", her face was full of smiles, and she frequently stroked her arm to show her gratitude.

Murong Xue's expression was not as natural as before, and she was a little evasive.

She took a step back, "Doesn't my cousin want to go somewhere else?" Then I'll not keep my cousin, I'll see if there is any rouge gouache that my mother can use, and I'll keep it for a while—"

Eviction order?

Murong Xi smiled silently.

Suddenly, I felt that the jade dew paste in my hand was heavy.

nodded, a thousand words were gathered in her pair of autumn water scissors, and left with the egret.

"Cousin remember to go back and use more gyokuro cream, that's a piece of Xue'er's heart!"

The figure walked away, and the corners of Murong Xue's slightly raised lips gradually drooped.

She asked the shopkeeper with a cold face, "Is it done?" ”

The shopkeeper's eyebrows bent, and he raised his head at Murong Xue, "Miss Murong, the county lord has been waiting in the back hall for a long time. ”

Murong Xue patted the sleeve that had just been touched by Murong Xue in disgust, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her fingers, and walked into the back hall with disgust written on her face......

"Princess." The egret followed Murong Xi without saying anything, her eyes always glancing at the jade dew paste she was holding in her hand, "Princess, is it still the slave maid who will help you hold it?" ”

"Okay."

Murong Ji's face was unwavering, he looked back at the depressed rouge shop, picked up the fence and put it on, and no one saw his expression again.

The egret put away the jade dew ointment, and the position she was standing at this time was far away from the shop, and she whispered: "Princess, the slave maid has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not——"

Murong stopped and looked at the egret solemnly through the fence.

"Don't worry, I know it."

With the character of the egret, he had long seen that Murong Xue was not good.

Just came to Murong Xi's side, and she wasn't sure what her heart was, so she wanted to mention it again and again.

Murong Jimi's red lips were slightly hooked under the fence, and he patted the egret's arm, "Let's go back and talk about it, let's go to Jishitang first." ”

On the third floor of Jishitang, the medicinal fragrance is still strong.

Murong Xi still smelled a hint of a long-lost taste in it.

She paused in place and swallowed before stepping into her leg again.

Steward Zhang caught her shadow as soon as she appeared, and because there were guests in front of her, after nodding at Murong Xi with a smile, he immediately called the medicine boy and whispered a few words, and greeted the guests in front of him politely for a while, before he was able to get out and see Murong Xi.

"The girl can be called a little wait."

Murong Xi raised his head, "The person in charge is really a good businessman, he found the medicinal materials I needed so quickly?" ”

"It's not because of the herbs." Steward Zhang expressed his intentions, "It's the young hall master of my family who wants to meet the girl." ”

After saying that, Steward Zhang carefully glanced at Murong Xi's face again.

But Mi Fence blocked all her expressions.

Murong Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, and seemed to take a breath of thought, "Please lead the way." ”

Steward Zhang was overjoyed in his heart, and led Murong Xi straight to the back hall.

He smiled as he walked and said, "Thanks to the girl that day, not only did I save the leg of Prince Chu, but also saved the reputation of my Jishitang. ”

"After the young hall master returned to Beijing, he has been looking for an opportunity to meet the girl-"

Murong Xi understood, but still said: "That day, Gongzi Chu had already paid for the consultation, so the young hall master and the steward don't have to pay too much attention. ”

Steward Zhang's burning eyes suddenly dimmed.

Thinking about it, Murong Xi heard the meaning of his words, and also skillfully replied with a refusal.

Steward Zhang didn't give up, paused, and simply opened his words.

"Girl, the little one respects the girl's means very much, if you come to my Jishitang to do things, the reward and freedom given by the young hall master will be a lot, the girl may wish to consider it?"

As if thinking of something, Steward Zhang added: "We in Jishitang only look at traditional Chinese medicine, not at the calendar. ”

Murong Xi raised her hand and straightened the fence, "Thank you for the steward's love, I will consider the matter." ”

The steward smiled helplessly, and had to suppress the mind of the apprentice.

The guests who can go up to the third floor are either rich or expensive, he knows it.

But the conditions thrown out were so tempting, and Murong Xi still did not waver in the slightest.

He sighed silently, pushed open the door, and said respectfully: "Young hall master, the girl who healed Gongzi Chu is here." ”

There was only a low couch and a table and chairs under the window.

The men on both sides of the table and chairs were stunned, and the man with a tired face suddenly laughed: "Brother Chu, you are not wrong, right?" ”

He proudly raised his eyebrows at Chu Cheng, and got up to greet Murong Xi in person.

"Let's say that within seven days, the doctor girl will definitely come to the door again!"

Chu Chengshu glanced at Murong Xi indifferently, continued the movement in his hand, picked up the wine jug and poured the wine.

Murong Xi was slightly blessed.

Indeed, she counted the days.

If the young hall master in Chu Cheng's mouth did not return to Beijing, the follow-up treatment of the wound still had to rely on her.

With the attitude of giving it a try, I want to knock it out again.

However, her mind seemed to be clearly seen by the man in front of her.

His eyes involuntarily stared at the wine jug, then retracted his gaze, and said with a calm smile: "It turns out that the young hall master has returned to Beijing, presumably Chu Gongzi's leg should be saved." ”

"Thanks to the girl's timely action."

Dongfang Li smiled sideways, and gently pushed Chu Cheng, who was drinking with his head on his elbow, and the sound was not big or small throughout the room.

"Brother Chu, you don't want to listen to what I say, but you can't ignore what the doctor girl said, right? You're still recovering from your injuries, and you really can't drink this wine—"

After speaking, the corners of Dongfang Li's lips hooked up a bit of an arc to watch a good show, and suddenly returned to a calm posture, smiling at Murong Xi.

Murong Xi twitched the corners of her mouth, smelled the fragrant wine, and stared directly at the wine jug in Chu Cheng's hand, and the ghost nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's better for Young Master Chu to drink less."

She hadn't drunk in a long time.

As a wine lover, I still remember the last time I drank or the night before I crossed over-