Feminine idle prince and handsome husband

Chapter 85 97. There are "ghosts" in the palace ([-])

That one, the small note clearly said: "This medicine can delay the symptoms and signs of pregnancy, which is enough to satisfy what you said."

Meng Yin, after reading it, lit the note with a candle and burned the note to ashes.

Every day, it is he himself who prescribes the decoction to soothe the nerves and invigorate the qi. It can be said that it is very convenient to use the decoction.

Changsun Fengya, now always in a muddleheaded state, often falls asleep, in fact, it is not accidental, it is also the cause of a dream, some things were added to the soup, and he moved his hands and feet.

It's just that before, after he passed out, his body was already weak, so now, it's not surprising that he is sleeping and recuperating in the dormitory all day long.

"My lord, you're awake, let's have breakfast first, and I'll bring it to you right away."

Changsun Fengya still feels weak and weak when she falls asleep so paralyzed every day.

"Thank you, these days, you have been busy serving."

The eldest grandson Fengya didn't know that he was like this, weak and weak, and often fell asleep paralyzed in the house. The culprit was Mengyin, and it was all his fault.

"Little master, what's the matter? Isn't it right for a slave to serve you? I just hope you get better soon."

Anyway, I lay down all day, I didn't even move around, and I didn't have much appetite, I just drank two mouthfuls of light porridge.

"Okay, I can't eat anymore, let's go down first."

With a wink from Mengyin, the waiter underneath cleaned up all the leftovers on the table.

It is enough to show how prestigious he is in the Green Bamboo Pavilion, and the people under his discipline are submissive and listen to him more.

And he immediately brought out the pre-cooked medicine.

"My lord, this servant has decocted this medicine for you in advance. It is better to drink the medicine while it is hot, so as to maximize the effect of the medicine. If you feel tired now and want to rest, you might as well drink this medicine first." up.

Get a good night's sleep again, replenish qi and soothe the nerves. "

Meng Yin brought the medicine over, and when she approached Changsun Fengya, Changsun Fengya frowned tightly.

"It smells very bitter. Why does it feel like yesterday's one is worse than it? It seems to smell even more bitter."

"A good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. Maybe this servant got up earlier today and boiled it for a longer time. The medicine will be more concentrated, and it may be more bitter.

The young master drank it slowly, and the servant went to get some preserved sweet preserves. I picked them specially a few days ago, and the green plums have been flooded. It has been half a month, and I can take them out to eat."

The eldest grandson, Fengya, always liked to eat sweets, when he heard that there were sweet preserves, he didn't have so much resistance, he drank bitter medicine soup.

"Slave, go get it now."

Grandson Fengya, only thinks that Mengyin is a caring person and careful. During these days, he has never been in good health, and he spends more time resting in the dormitory. dream cause.

He now trusts Mengyin very much.

Mengyin, holding a small jar of sweet preserves, came back, Changsun Fengya, had already drank half of the bowl of medicine, the remaining half was Mengyin, watching him drink it all with his own eyes.

The corner of her mouth curled up, and she smiled imperceptibly: "Little master, hurry up and eat a sweet fruit, put it in your mouth, to get rid of the bitterness of the medicine."

Mengyin, opened the small jar, and handed it over. Changsun Fengya hurriedly took a sweet fruit and put it in his mouth. Sure enough, although there are still some bitter ones, but besides the bitterness, there is also a sweet and sour taste in his mouth. , It's really not that nauseating, it's hard.

"Your hand is really clever. You made the sweet fruit yourself."

"Returning to the young master, it was made by the servant himself. The servant knows that the young master likes to eat sweets and is most afraid of bitterness. But now the medicine prescribed by the doctor is really bitter. The servant can smell it when brewing the medicine. It is bitter. smell.

I just thought, anyway, it happened to be the golden autumn season a few days ago, the green plums were just harvested, the servant was clumsy, and couldn't do anything else, but this sweet candy could still be pickled.

I went to pick some, and the green plums came back to the young master to make sweet preserves. The servant made them, and there were seven or eight jars, enough to eat. In the future, the young master will not be afraid of the bitterness of the medicine when he drinks the medicine.

If the little master still feels bitter in his mouth, then eat a few more."

The eldest grandson, Fengya, looked at the jar and said, "This small jar, you can put it in the house. If there is no taste in your mouth, I will eat one or two to relieve boredom, or so, but yours is still good." There are seven or eight cans, enough for me to eat."

Meng Yin said with a smile: "I know that my lord likes to eat sweet things, but I can't. I eat too much. This sweet fruit is also a kind of sweet and greasy food. If you eat too much, you will easily get angry."

"Got it, got it, I'm not a child, I don't need you to tell me so much, don't worry, I'm not that greedy."

"Very well, the servant knows."

In fact, how much does Changsun Fengya eat?Will it catch fire?Whether the body will become weaker or stronger day by day, Meng Yin doesn't take it to heart at all.

The two of them are fine, the master and servant are affectionate, and now they are just acting. They told Meng Yinkai that this is a play of affection between the master and the servant, so that the eldest grandson Fengya can trust himself enough, so that people who are close to the palace can see He devoted himself to serving and taking care of his eldest grandson Fengya, and cared enough.

Seeing his ability, Aunt Liu is fully qualified to serve as a servant in the Cuizhu Pavilion. With this status, he can also handle errands well, which can make people feel at ease. Take root and sprout, take root.

Do what he wants to do, to achieve his goal...  

About seven or eight days ago, the eldest grandson, Fengya, had some tasteless food, often had no appetite, and in the morning, occasionally nausea and retching, coupled with the lack of appetite, slept for another night, and the food in his stomach was digested very little , Sometimes you may spit out some bitter water.

Changsun Fengya knew that his body was weaker. When he was a child in the Changsun's mansion, he often didn't have enough to eat and didn't wear warm clothes. In winter, he wore thin clothes, which was the root cause of his illness.

His health has always been bad now, and he was even weaker after being stimulated a few days ago, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor was very bitter. He often felt nauseous, but he just connected his nausea with these things and didn't think too much about it.



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