Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 105 The sickly proton turned black 13
At this time, Wen Sheng was talking to him like a little girl from an ordinary family.

The little deer in Wen Yao's heart is running happily. The fragments in the previous two worlds are bigger than her. This is the first time that she can be the sister of the fragments.

"Xiao Tong, Zai Zai calls me sister!"

System: Huh?Is this called Zaizai?

It quickly posted a message to WeChat Moments asking for help: What should I do if the ten-year-old host raises the nine-year-old fragment as a cub?urgent!
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Jiang Ziyuan was born with deficiencies, and taking medicine was a common occurrence. He had taken countless similar decoctions in his previous life.

After a long illness, he could tell what the dark medicine in the jar probably contained from its smell.

There are licorice, cinnamon twigs, etc., placed in porcelain jars. The girl Lingling's small hands can't hold them in one hand, and it is just the amount that should be taken at one time.

Ten years ago, there was a severe drought in Kyushu, and people died of hunger all over the country. The medicine reserves of various countries could not supply it.

Until now, poorer families still cannot afford medicines. Even within the royal family, medicines are strictly controlled and they are all ready to be fried.

The girl brought him a jar of medicine. How could there be any left in Changning Palace?

Jiang Ziyuan did not move for a long time, and Wen Yao also stubbornly refused to give in.

"Sister, it's not as good as you and me. Although it will reduce some of the efficacy of the medicine, it's better than you and me being in a stalemate and wasting a good medicine."

The young man spoke first, took a clean bowl, poured half a jar of medicine into it, and pushed the porcelain jar back to Wen Yao.

This seems to be the best way.

An ordinary child might have just drank all the medicine, but Jiang Ziyuan was thoughtful and might have noticed that she didn't take the medicine.

As expected of her cub, so considerate.

"it is good."

The bitter concoction slid down her throat, and the girl's face wrinkled together.

On a cold autumn day, two small dumplings who were sick and had a fever drank a cup of decoction. The scene was very harmonious for a time.System: Thank you for your concern. No need to ask for help. It’s fine to be raised as a cub, my childhood sweetheart!
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It was getting later, so Wen Yao didn't stay long, took the empty jar and returned to Changning Hall.

Fortunately, the place where the fragments were located was remote, and the path she was walking on was not heavily patrolled, so the path was relatively smooth.

After confirming that the girl was gone, Mo Zhu, who had been listening in the side hall for a long time, finally appeared: "Your Highness, how dare you take the medicine sent by Princess Yan! What if it is poisonous..."

The conversation between the eldest princess and his highness was not loud and the movements were light. However, the Qingjiang Palace was in disrepair and the sound insulation was extremely poor. Mo Zhu had been awakened a long time ago.

"She drank it herself."

Jiang Ziyuan's expression was no longer as well-behaved as before.

Mo Zhu choked, and his anxious mood slowly calmed down.

indeed.

So just now His Highness proposed to share the food, and even took the bowl himself, was he also trying to prevent Wen Yao from poisoning?

Looking at it this way, His Highness is indeed very smart, and he was not dazzled by the few sweet words of Princess Yan.

It would be great if their second palace was the crown prince of the Jiang Kingdom... The revival of the Jiang Kingdom is just around the corner.

It's a pity that now they are trapped in the enemy's country and can only rely on others for help.

Mo Zhu's eyes wandered over the beds, tables and chairs in the palace, which had been replaced by the Ministry of Internal Affairs at the instruction of the eldest princess.

Although the quality is average, it is much better than the original.

Maybe... we shouldn't be too prejudiced against Wen Yao?
"Mo Zhu, go to the Zizhu Forest in the east and walk around more in the past two days. If you meet an old man in simple clothes, don't make any noise and hand this letter to him."

The young man's words interrupted Mo Zhu's thinking.

(End of this chapter)