"yes."
Qiangwei agreed, thinking of the second prince's shadowy eyes just now, she felt a little chilly.
The man she liked so much before now makes her feel sick even when he is near him.
Neither of them stayed long and left the teahouse one after the other.
Worried about being followed, Jiang Wan made several rounds before returning to the mansion.
After resting for a while, she took an early rest and took the medicine box to see the Eighth Prince the next day.
At the gate of the palace, Jiang Wan did not expect to meet Jing Mo on a narrow road.
Thinking of the last time he recommended her to the queen, Jiang Wan didn't even give him a look.
As a result, Jingmo took the initiative to chase her, "Miss Jiang, can I ask about Cousin Yu's whereabouts?"
He knew that Yu Zelan was following the second prince, but he was a prince and he didn't have the courage to ask.
Thinking of Yu Zelan's fate, Jiang Wan's eyes were subtle, "Don't you hate her very much?"
"That being said, she is my cousin after all."
Jiang Wan was even more disgusted by Jing Mo's well-dressed appearance, and she smiled evilly.
"If you want to find her, you may have to commit suicide before you can see her."
Jingmo:? ? ?
He stared at Jiang Wan in disbelief, "Miss Jiang, is there any misunderstanding between us?
I want to see my cousin, why do I have to commit suicide? "
He thought Jiang Wan was deliberately humiliating him.
Jiang Wan twitched, "Because your cousin has already met the King of Hell. How can you meet her without committing suicide?"
"What?!!"
Jingmo was extremely surprised, his mouth opened wide, obviously he was very surprised by this answer.
"If you want to know the truth, you can ask the second prince. Don't look like I killed her."
Jiang Wan backed away from Jingmo, "I really don't like you.
Because you are scheming, don't deny that you were the one who instigated Yu Zelan during the competition.
And a few days ago, you deliberately encouraged me to show the emperor in front of the queen. "
"Miss Jiang, you misunderstood."
Jingmo said hurriedly: "I truly believe in your medical skills."
"Get out of here."
Jiang Wan turned around and left, not bothering to argue with the retarded man. If it weren't for the miracle doctor Gu Guzhu's medical skills, he would be fine.
Jiang Wan's hands itched, wanting Jingmo to teach him a lesson.
Forget it, Song Jiuyuan was planning something soon, she couldn't be impulsive.
Staring at Jiang Wan's hurried back, Jing Mo narrowed his eyes, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.
Jiang Wan went straight to the eighth prince's palace. When she arrived, the eighth prince was practicing his sword.
Maybe he heard her footsteps, but the eighth prince had already put away his sword. When he saw it was her, his face was filled with joy.
"Sister Jiang, let me show you my newly learned swordsmanship."
As he spoke, he jumped up, brandished the sword in his hand, and cut off the branches in the courtyard.
After being manipulated by a slut, the Eighth Prince looked like he was begging for praise.
"Sister Jiang, how do I dance?"
"It's less murderous."
Jiang Wan was fascinated by the sight, and inexplicably felt that this sword technique was somewhat similar to Song Jiuyuan's.
Could it be that he came to teach secretly?
The Eighth Prince scratched his hair and said, "I'm afraid of hurting Sister Jiang."
"How are you feeling lately?"
Jiang Wan smiled and changed the subject, and walked towards the flower hall with the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince smiled naively, "My face is so itchy that I dare not look in the mirror.
Every time I apply medicine in the dark, I also want to give myself a surprise. "
"sit down."
Jiang Wan pinched his wrist, felt his pulse carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Take off the mask."
"good."
The Eighth Prince was a little nervous. He raised his hand to touch the mask, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and quickly took off the mask.
He didn't dare to face them, and he didn't dare to meet the eyes of Jiang Wan, Qiu Yan and the others.
"ah……"
Qiu Yan exclaimed and covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner, which made the Eighth Prince cover his face in fear.
"Sister Jiang, how is my scar?"
"You have to believe me."
Jiang Wan pushed the small mirror she carried with her in front of the Eighth Prince and spoke softer.
"Let's see."
"I……"
The Eighth Prince was saddened by this situation. He took the mirror with trembling hands and did not dare to look at it.
"Let's see."
Jiang Wan said encouragingly: "It will definitely surprise you."
The Eighth Prince held the mirror tightly, faced his face, and slowly opened his eyes.
The next second, the mirror in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Jiang Wan anticipated his reaction and quickly grabbed the mirror.
"What are you so excited about?"
"Sister Jiang, my face is healed!"
The Eighth Prince was so excited that the half-grown boy almost cried.
Just now he clearly saw his own facial features in the mirror. It had been so long that he had long forgotten what he looked like.
"Lets see."
Jiang Wan handed him the mirror and said jokingly: "This mirror cost me a lot of money. Don't break it."
"good."
The eighth prince excitedly took the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and cried with excitement.
"Thank you, Sister Jiang!!!"
He never thought that one day he would be able to see his recovered face.
His facial features in the mirror are childish, and if you don't look carefully, you can barely see any scars.
At least it doesn't affect getting along with others.
If you look carefully, you can still see some faint traces.
However, the Eighth Prince was already very satisfied!
"Don't stop taking the medicine, and your face will be back to its original state soon."
Jiang Wan is particularly confident in her medicine, and since the Eighth Prince is still young, new flesh will grow after the scars are removed.
"Sister Jiang, thank you for your great kindness!"
The eighth prince's voice trembled with excitement, and Jiang Wan chuckled.
"You're welcome, the remaining poison on your body has been almost cleaned up, but this matter should not be publicized.
If not necessary, you should still wear a mask, we all need to hibernate. "
Calculating how many days are left before the half-month appointment with the emperor, how many days can Jiang Wan delay.
"Even if Sister Jiang doesn't say anything, I won't expose this."
The Eighth Prince clenched his fists. In the past, his disfigured brothers were so afraid of him.
If he knew that he had regained his appearance, he would probably be in danger soon.
The Eighth Prince has always known that there is no brotherly love in the palace.
Jiang Wan wrote another prescription and handed it to him, "Although the remaining poison has been eliminated, your body is severely deficient.
Go grab some medicine to replenish it. If you insist on taking it for about ten days, you will almost be able to stop. "
"good."
The eighth prince put away the prescription as if he had found a treasure, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
It's also like this that he looks a bit like a child.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but feel soft, "Take good care of your body and don't give others the opportunity to take advantage of you."
"Sister Jiang, don't worry, I can protect myself."
The Eighth Prince grinned again, and Sister Jiang was as warm as her elder sister again.
very nice!
Just at this moment, Eunuch Bai trotted in hurriedly, "Your Highness, Miss Jiang, the Emperor is here in a hurry."
Everyone was shocked. It was not a good thing for the emperor to come here, and they didn't know that it was the man who killed a thousand swords who brought him here.
Jiang Wan stared at the intact face of the eighth prince and quickly took out a small bag from the medical kit.
"Don't move, I'll give you some medicine."
