Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 59 Gifts
As a result, Jing Mo's three meals a day were all replaced with medicinal meals, so he often had to prepare many handkerchiefs in his arms and sleeves to prevent sudden nosebleeds.

Jing Mo was worried about entrusting the affairs of the Miracle Doctor Valley to anyone, and finally let Xu Yu go to the Miracle Doctor Valley with the order of the Miracle Doctor.

As for the map, it was a sketch drawn by Gu Qinglan.

It's just in the miasma forest outside the valley of genius doctors.

Outside the miasma forest, there is a gossip array arranged by the master himself. One life is two, two is three, and three is all things. Once the gossip is opened, it will change endlessly. She will write a letter by herself, asking the second senior brother to go out of the valley and follow Xu Yu to the capital.

Because of the last sleeping incident, Jing Mo probably felt ashamed, so he didn't come to Lanfang Pavilion for a few days.

But after Xu Yu left with the miracle doctor's order, he felt the guilt in his heart come out little by little.

Last time, it was because I felt that I had treated the princess badly, so I wanted to make up for her by serving her bed.

Who would have expected that such a thing would happen on the way to bed, it was more like asking for trouble than compensation.

And the miracle doctor's order is another favor.

"Zhao Dezhong." Jing Mo knocked on the table impatiently, his bony hands were like works of art, "What do you think women like?"

Zhao Dezhong thought that what Jing Mo was talking about was Yan Yue, so he couldn't help but roll his eyes first, "Your Highness, a servant is a servant, so I don't know what women like."

He didn't give His Highness a chance to curry favor with that woman.

Jing Mo frowned, feeling even more distressed, "This is going to be difficult. If this continues, the relationship between Gu and the Crown Princess will become more and more rigid."

Thinking of Zhao Dezhong next to him, Jing Mo added superficially, "I don't care about the Crown Princess, but I just think that if the relationship gets too tense, the Gu family can't justify it."

Zhao Dezhong curled his lips in his heart, if he was really worried about whether the Gu family would talk about the past, then why didn't they ease the relationship in the first half of the year.

However, there was still a smile on his face, "His Royal Highness can observe carefully, what is the favorite thing the Crown Princess likes to do on weekdays?"

Jing Mo couldn't help thinking that she said she wanted to worship the Buddha a few times before, so he said, "Zhao Dezhong, what do you think of giving the Crown Princess a Jade Buddha alone?"

Zhao Dezhong nodded and said yes, "The last time His Highness sent servants to deliver pens and inks, the Crown Princess was also very happy to see it."

Because of Zhao Dezhong's words, Jing Mo hesitated for a while, and then added pen and ink to the gift list.

I don't know if the princess has used up all the pen and ink last time, but who would think there are too many gifts?
So that afternoon, after Gu Qinglan took a refreshed nap, he saw many gift boxes placed at the door.

Zhao Dezhong said with a smile on his face, "Crown Princess, this is a gift carefully selected by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Gift?It's not a holiday, why send this?
Moreover, she didn't think that Jing Mo had a picky eye for gifts.

But with Zhao Dezhong here, Gu Qinglan could only pretend to express his joy.

With joy on her face, she opened the front gift box and looked at the heavy gift box. After opening it, it was a fine jade Buddha.

It seemed to be quite valuable, so she was satisfied to have the Jade Buddha placed in her small Buddhist hall.

If she runs out of money in the future, she will sell the Jade Buddha.

"Prince Concubine, please continue to dismantle, the following is His Royal Highness's wishes." What Zhao Dezhong thought was that a lady with good morals and ability, even if she likes to worship the Buddha on weekdays, she must prefer to recite poems and compose more than to worship the Buddha. right.

(End of this chapter)