Chapter 2

After Madam Li finished speaking, a person behind her came in with a bowl of soup.

Lin Jiumian's face changed when he smelled that unpleasant smell.

Juezitang, this thing is very sinister, it is only used in brothels, because it is afraid that women will have dark knots after they get married.

Lin Jiumian raised his head and glared angrily: "I don't want to drink it. How do I know if there is poison in this soup!"

Nanny Li was angry: "Bold, you little maidservant, you are just a small housemaid, not even a concubine, what right do you have to protest."

"Come here, pour her down."

When Nanny Li gave an order, people rushed in from outside and pressed Lin Jiumian on the bed in a hurry, and directly poured down the bowl of extremely smelly juezi soup.

Fortunately, fortunately, after taking a sip of Lin Jiumian, it was confirmed that there were only some blood-activating medicines such as musk safflower in it, and there was no legendary mercury.

After finishing a bowl of soup, Nanny Li snorted in disgust, turned and went out.

The room became quiet, and only Lin Jiumian was left in a mess.

Lin Jiumian sat up angrily, and couldn't help cursing the beast again.

Seeing the miserable appearance on his body, Lin Jiumian sighed softly:

"If only I had my special medicine chest."

As soon as she thought about it, suddenly, her hands sank, and an antique wooden box appeared in her arms.

"Ah, my special medicine chest."

Lin Jiumian exclaimed, and directly opened the box, which contained all her usual things, including emergency western medicine, commonly used finished traditional Chinese medicine, and her 98 silver needles.

She, Lin Jiumian, is a descendant of a family of genius doctors, and she has also studied for a master's degree in Western medicine. She is a well-deserved master of both Chinese and Western medicine.

After digging around in the medicine box, I found out the medicine for relaxing tendons and activating blood circulation and took it.

The lid of the medicine box was closed, and the box was gone again.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and the maid Xianglian walked in with a tray.

When he entered the room and saw that she was awake, he put the plate in front of her with an ugly expression:

"Yo, you're not dead yet, get up and eat if you're not dead."

"This is specially prepared for you by the order of the prince!"

Lin Jiumian frowned, looked at her displeasedly, then looked at the clear soup and the moldy steamed bun in the bowl:
"What is this, pigs eat better than this!"

The servant girl sneered: "Lin Jiumian, don't think that you can become arrogant and domineering just because you are in bed."

"Who is the prince, how can he fall in love with you, a maid who is in the house."

"I advise you to eat obediently. It's better to be a man with your tail between your legs, otherwise you won't have good fruit to eat."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, turned his head and went out.

Lin Jiumian was angry, and Xianglian could understand her like this, after all, colleagues are enemies.

But the prince who just slept with him yesterday is so ruthless?
Even if the food in the palace is mediocre, there will never be moldy steamed buns. How hard was it to find them?
She got up, grabbed the moldy steamed bun and walked out.

According to the usual practice, Jun Wumo at this time should go to see the concubine and have lunch with her.

Sure enough, before he reached the front yard, he saw Jun Wumo, who was dressed in a moonlight robe, walking towards this side.

She had to admit that this man was very handsome, regardless of his outline, face shape or beautiful facial features, almost all of them were based on her aesthetics.

For a while, she thought that this man was the hero who came out of an anime.

Just looking at it, Lin Jiumian couldn't help but freeze in place.

It wasn't until Jun Wumo approached that she came back to her senses.

"Bold maidservant, dare to block the way of the prince!"

A guard beside Jun Wumo shouted.

Lin Jiumian came back to his senses, and suddenly thought of his purpose.

She ignored the guard's roar, looked at Jun Wumo and asked angrily:

"My lord, why do you treat me like this? I don't want what happened last night. No matter how reluctant you are, I didn't hold you responsible."

"Why did you send me away with a moldy steamed bun? You might as well whip me a few times to save trouble!"

As he said that, Lin Jiumian angrily shook the steamed bun in his hand like Jun Wumo.

(End of this chapter)

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