"Miss, the third prince is here."
In the Su Mansion, the boy reported to Su Ruotang.
Su Ruotang was nestled in the soft and comfortable chaise longue, listening to Shang Cong tell her in detail about Xinglin Pharmacy and Health Store.
Hearing what the young man said, his delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Is he the only one?"
If he doesn't boil medicine at home to treat his illness, why is he here with her?
"Your Highness and Commander Shen."
Su Ruotang looked at Shang Cong: "Sir, Xinglin Pharmacy still maintains its previous business model. You can purchase the medicinal materials needed for the free clinic and just ask Qingqing for the money."
"The health store is Linqinju. It will be renovated when the time comes. I will tell you the details."
"Yes, Miss." Shang Cong clasped his fists and saluted, "Miss, during this period, I will continue to learn from Shopkeeper Feng. After Linqinju opens again, I will get started as soon as possible."
Su Ruotang nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr."
"Then I won't disturb Miss. I'll go to Xinglin Pharmacy. Last month's account book will be sent to Miss for review another day."
"okay."
As soon as Shang Cong left, Lin Mu led Mo Rongyan into Qinxin Courtyard.
Mo Ronyan paused by the window and looked at the bright and pretty girl in the imperial concubine chair with admiration in his eyes.
It has to be said that although the future third prince's concubine has a bad personality, after she regains her appearance, she is beyond beautiful.
Su Ruotang held the little fox in her jade hand and looked at Mo Ronyan lazily, "Oh, what kind of wind has brought His Highness the Third Prince to my humble abode? It really makes my humble abode shine."
Listening to her sinister tone, Shen Shi silently took two steps back while holding the herbs.
To prevent the gods from fighting, it would always bring disaster to him, a little fish in the pond.
Mo Rongyan pointed to the two medicine packets in Shen Shi's hand, and his eyes fell on the twelve jade carvings on the table beside her.
"The pot for boiling medicine in the mansion is broken. All the money in my hand was spent on Miss Su's appointment. I don't have any money to buy a pot. I borrowed it from Miss Su's house for use."
Su Ruotang almost choked on her saliva and looked at the medicine bag in Shen Shi's hand in disbelief.
Who would believe the dignified prince who said he didn't even have the money to buy a pot?
She didn't believe it anyway.
Shen Shi's eyebrows became more serious.
He will have to go to Xinglin Pharmacy soon. The problem with his ears is getting worse and worse, and he has to take a look at his eyes as well.
There are dozens of pots for boiling medicine in the house, but His Highness said there is no pot for boiling medicine.
There must be something wrong with his eyes and ears.
"Take it lightly and take Commander Shen down to boil the medicine." Su Ruotang rolled his eyes and poked the little tiger down on the table.
Mo Ronyan was a tiger, but he was not as cute as this little tiger at all.
After a while, Qingwan came in with two bowls of prepared medicine.
The strong bitter taste spread arrogantly throughout the room in an instant.
Su Ruotang's face froze, the grapes she was holding fell on the table, and rolled to the ground.
She turned her head stiffly and watched Qing Wan place the medicine on the low table in front of her.
"Why is it so painful?"
He gently pulled his facial features into a ball, almost wrinkled, and somewhat doubtful about life, "Miss, there are two hundred-year-old Coptis chinensis in the medicine!"
Speaking of this, as if she remembered something, she took a breath of air and looked at Su Ruotang, asking with her eyes——
Miss, are you planning to use coptis to torture the third prince to death and murder your own husband?
Su Ruotang understood the meaning in her eyes, held her nose and stood up, looking at Mo Ronyan, "Your Highness, good medicine tastes bitter, drink it quickly, I will get you some preserves."
Before she could run away, a cool touch came from her wrist.
Looking down, a white wrist with elegant lines was held in her weak and boneless wrist.
A clear and slightly hoarse voice came unhurriedly: "It's not urgent."
Out of the corner of his eye, Su Ruotang saw Mo Rongyan scooping up a small spoonful of medicine, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.
She shook off Mo Ronyan's hand and was about to run away, but Mo Ronyan tapped the acupuncture points first.
She froze in place, watching the small porcelain spoon getting closer and closer to her, her beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually widened, full of rejection, "Woooo..." No.
Qingwan wanted to step forward to rescue his young lady, but was startled by Mo Rongyan's calm look.
When she came to her senses, her lady's veil had been taken off by the third prince, and the porcelain spoon engraved with orchids was resting on her lady's pink lips.
The strong bitter taste went straight to her nose, and Su Ruotang kept her mouth shut.
However, her pink lips were stained with a little concoction, and the indescribable bitterness arrogantly occupied her mouth.
"Cough cough cough......"
Su Ruotang felt that her tongue was numb with pain, and she coughed loudly the moment Mo Ronyan opened the acupuncture points for her.
The bitter smell of medicine caused a blush at the end of his eyes.
As his eyes flashed, it was clearly a strong accusation, but it revealed an unprovoked softness and charm.
Mo Rongyan looked at her with a smile but not a smile: "Miss Su, how does the Millennium Coptis Rhizome taste?"
Su Ruotang was troubled and couldn't tell, so she glared at him angrily, grabbed the teapot on the table and drank some water.
Mo Ronyan slowly put the spoon back into the bowl, picked up another bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.
Su Ruotang, who stuffed several candied fruits in his mouth, watched him drink the medicine without changing his expression, his eyes widened in shock.
Don’t dog men have a sense of taste?
