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Chapter 180 A pot of medicine
Shui Yan rolled Jimo Ze's eyes in dissatisfaction, tilted his back a few times to the left and right, finally felt that he was sitting comfortably, and then said quietly: "Your palace is better than mine. The taste has been upgraded to a higher level."

"Like it? If you like it, stay here. You don't need to be separated by a wall, how inconvenient it is." Jimoze took the seat, took a cup of emerald jade cup on the carved golden coffee table, took a breath, and took a sip of tea, His eyes fell on Shui Yanqing in a natural way.

There is shallow inquiry and deep affection in those gazes, like a white moon steeping over the tranquility of the lake, and where the waves move slightly, love arises.

But this gaze was gorgeously ignored by Shui Yan who turned her head.

Shui Yanqing's eyes locked on a person standing in front of the door.

That person is exactly Duanmu Yuhan.

He was dressed in plain clothes, the color of Tianshui Mountains, and embroidered a beautiful and beautiful orchid bud on the lapel. The shape of the petals was outlined with a light stroke of gold thread, and lightly filled with light pink Jiangnan silk thread. The tip of the last touch of green leaves seems to be covered with jade pearl water dew, winding around his lips with a slight smile, drunk into Saibei's slightly drunk ballad.

He carried a pot of purple sand belly pot, and the faint smell of medicine came out from the mouth of the pot along with a wisp of white smoke, mixed with the elegant orchid smell on his body, it seemed that the smell was not so bitter.

Duanmu Yuhan looked at Shui Yanqing with such a shallow smile, the purple sand pot in his hand was slightly rippling on his wide blue cuff of Tianshui Mountain, a round of full moon and a sky full of stars were bent at the corner of his eyes, like folds The light seemed to dim for an instant.

"Yan Qing, I went to your house to look for you. The servants in your house said you were here, so I came here." Duanmu Yuhan said softly, his eyes never leaving Shui Yanqing's eyes. Cheek, but it seemed that he didn't notice the existence of Jimo Ze at all, and he didn't even say hello.

"Well... come in and sit down! It's cold outside." Shui Yanqing quickly withdrew her gaze, pointed to the seat beside her, and motioned for Duanmu Yuhan to sit down.

"it is good."

Duanmu Yuhan replied with a slight smile, stepped over the high threshold, walked in with a medicine pot in his hand, saw Jimo Ze, bent down with a king's gift, and said softly: "Yuhan, have you seen me?" Jimo."

He didn't call Jimo Ze Duke Ning, but changed to a more affectionate title.

Jimo Ze used to say that Duanmu Yuhan would pay back whatever he yelled, but unexpectedly today, he was holding a jade carved teacup, shaking the jade dew nectar in it casually, stirring up a few drops of green jade wine, and slightly rising One raised his eyes, and he said with a serious smile, "Marquis of Jinzhong, how polite you are."

Shui Yanqing realized that what Mo Ze called was Duanmu Yuhan's class.

And Hou is one level lower than Duke Guo.

Sure enough, Duanmu Yuhan's complexion was slightly pale, but he smiled in relief, and gently put the purple sand pot on the tea table beside Shuiyanqing, and said in a low voice: "This medicine is from my father's medicine." Since it is boiled, it can strengthen the muscles and bones, and nourish the middle and Qi. After returning home today, Yan Qing can drink a cup before going to bed. "

Shui Yanqing stared at the medicine pot and smelled it again and again, but felt a bitter taste that was hard to swallow. She waved her hands repeatedly and said, "I can't drink this. Yuhan, thank you for your kindness."

Duanmu Yuhan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, so he didn't speak, but said softly: "It's okay, let's put it here."

After finishing speaking, he gently moved the body of the pot towards Shui Yanqing, and seemed to move the curling hot air from the spout to Shui Yanqing, and then slowly sat down.

Coincidentally, it is the angle that can be breathed to the tip of the nose by Shuiyan.

Jimo Ze frowned slightly, his eyes locked on the body of the pot, but he didn't stop him.

When Shui Yanqing smelled the medicine for the first time, she seemed to be choking unbearably, coughing slightly, then frowned, intending to move away, but due to her back injury, she couldn't change the position, but it was difficult to open her mouth, so she could only keep silent Endure this extremely bitter taste of medicine.

But after a while, the smell of medicine seemed to flow into the blood of the whole body, and Shui Yan felt a refreshing feeling of mint spreading all over the body, extremely comfortable, as if the whole body had been baptized, and the whole person seemed to be in the clouds .

Just when Shuiyan was enjoying herself, a rash figure flashed in front of her eyes, stumbling as if she had sprained her feet, and she was leaning on tables and chairs all the way. Everyone saw that it was the incomparably graceful envoy from the country of Yue, so naturally she also He didn't say much, and let her get out of the way.

Unexpectedly, when Shuiyan was passing by, the jade finger she was supporting on the coffee table suddenly twitched slightly, and the whole body began to press down on the coffee table as if she had no strength, and the pot of Duanmu The medicine in the purple sand pot brought by Yu Han was actually at this moment, and then fell to the ground with a "crack" and scattered the medicine dregs and soup on the ground!
Before Duanmu Yuhan and Jimoze could get away, she knelt tremblingly, weeping in fear and said: "Damn my humble minister! Damn my humble minister! You accidentally broke the prince's beloved thing! Please punish me!" "

Jimo Ze kept silent, and frowned tightly sniffing the smell of medicine in the room, including peonies, licorice, ligusticum, and some Chinese herbs that he didn't even know about!
This formula is so special that even he can't detect it!

Jimoze remained calm, and when he was about to speak, he heard Duanmu Yuhan chuckle lightly, and said softly, "It's okay, it's just a sand pot, it's not enough to make an envoy so nervous."

Jimo Ze sneered in his heart, I am afraid that this purple sand pot is not worth half a penny of this prescription.

But on the face, Moze said kindly like a breeze and drizzle: "This pot was brought by the Marquis of Jinzhong. Since he didn't blame it, this king naturally has no objection. Is it? Yuhan?"

Duanmu Yuhan still smiled elegantly, noncommittal.

However, Shui Yanqing felt a rush of blood rushing up from her chest at the moment when the pot was broken, and when it was almost at the mouth of her throat, she was instantly suppressed by the diffuse smell of medicine, and the coolness of mint suddenly felt like a tide It struck like a wave, spreading over every inch of her body, making her seem to be floating in the clouds, and her whole body was extremely comfortable.

Shui Yanqing tried her best to restrain the surprise in her heart, it was obvious that there was something wrong with this pot of medicine!
Shui Yanqing cast her doubtful eyes in the direction of Duanmu Yuhan, but bumped into the deep and whispered tenderness in his eyes like the deep sea.

In his eyes, there is concern, which is as thick as a mountain, and it is also like the invisible colorful corals in the deep seabed, speaking low and shallowly in the pupils.But there is still a cloud of melancholy that can't be erased, lingering in the corner of his eyes, like helpless silk entanglement, or like heavy rain, the loneliness and coldness where he is independent of the iceberg is piercing.

(End of this chapter)